<?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-6979307566818711598</id><updated>2012-01-24T15:50:15.632-05:00</updated><category term='CBSC'/><title type='text'>m u s i n g s</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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>194</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6979307566818711598.post-5992636219644867610</id><published>2012-01-24T15:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T15:50:15.639-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate it when SPAM works ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yep I hate SPAM as much as anyone.&lt;p /&gt;So working at my desk here right now and up pops an email - subject line "coffee news." from "coffee girl". I happen to be sitting here with a coffee in my hand.&lt;p /&gt;The email is plain text, nothing flashy. Says simply, "I was having coffee with a friend, it tasted great. I really like my coffee. The girl asked her friend what kind it was - He said it was "Acid Free Coffee"... Google it. I think it is called Tylers, or something.&lt;p /&gt;So I did.&lt;p /&gt;Now some mitigating circumstances ...&lt;p /&gt;Two of my buddies are completely off coffee on Doctor's orders. I like coffee, doesn't seem to affect me, but have read and heard about too much etc etc &lt;p /&gt;So, I Google Acid Free coffee and find this.&lt;p /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tylerscoffees.com/"&gt;http://www.tylerscoffees.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p /&gt;Nice site, rather low key sales pitch ....&lt;p /&gt;SPAM or no SPAM ... I would try this if I can get it. certainly if I was in the States I would order it right now.&lt;p /&gt;Weird, eh? When SPAM works.&lt;p /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-5992636219644867610?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5992636219644867610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=5992636219644867610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/5992636219644867610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/5992636219644867610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/hate-it-when-spam-works.html' title='Hate it when SPAM works ...'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-8842804644272337942</id><published>2012-01-08T15:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T15:42:11.832-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Social Media</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/x0EnhXn5boM" frameborder="0" height="360" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-8842804644272337942?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8842804644272337942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=8842804644272337942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/8842804644272337942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/8842804644272337942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/social-media_08.html' title='Social Media'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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://img.youtube.com/vi/x0EnhXn5boM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6979307566818711598.post-5253200048466086122</id><published>2012-01-08T12:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T12:56:29.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Social Media</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/x0EnhXn5boM" frameborder="0" height="360" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-5253200048466086122?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5253200048466086122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=5253200048466086122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/5253200048466086122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/5253200048466086122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/social-media.html' title='Social Media'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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://img.youtube.com/vi/x0EnhXn5boM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6979307566818711598.post-6332505939829246252</id><published>2012-01-05T14:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T14:27:46.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Price vs quality</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just got back from the garage.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I needed to replace a tire. I thought I t was a slow leak, but the sidewall was damaged so out with the newish damaged tire - in with a brand new one. Life is like that.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The garage I chose - had to be close, as I was losing air rapidly -&amp;nbsp; was down the street, Queensway Auto Body. Big place that does collision work and repairs including a large bay for steering and tires.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The guy who greeted me was great - ordered a replacement tire, did all the right stuff and was not that expensive. Probably could have shopped around for a cheaper tire, but this was neither the right time nor place for that! What do you do when you go to a place to have a tire repaired and find it is not repairable. OK, put it back on I will have this towed to a cheaper place? No. They did not gouge me that is for sure, but it certainly was not the "deal of the day."&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He then called me over "Hey, you are leaking oil under here.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;That's never good.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He put the car on the hoist and went underneath. The diagnosis was that the oil drain plug on the oil pan was leaking. We both figured it was simply loose. No, it was not loose. It was completely stripped.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Having done a bit of DIY mechanic work I knew what could be involved.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now, I had just recently had an oil change.&amp;nbsp; Here is where the problem started. I will couch that and say "probably" or "may" have started.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A month ago I went to one of those local, fast, oil-change places. I am not naming names here because there is no proof they are at fault. But, prior to getting that oil change - everything was fine avec da wheels.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The mechanic today, while I watched him, surveyed the situation. The oil plug was completely stripped and in trying to take off the oil filter - it was not threaded on right. It was jammed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;To remedy the situation there were two possibilities. The first would be to get a new oil pan. Not cheap. The second, would be to try to repair the oil filter area and then re-tap the oil plug socket and put in a larger size oil pan plug.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I asked him his recommendation. He said lets try the second, but was concerned about the oil pan being too damaged. He said however, if it does not work, we will have to go for the new oil pan, but promised that if he cannot fix it he will not charge me for the first attempt and only charge me for the new oil pan work. Fair enough I said - have at it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I really enjoy watching someone who knows what they are doing. He finally got the oil filter off. A complete mess. And dug out the oil pan plug. He cleaned the filter area thoroughly and re tapped the drain to accept a bigger plug.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Both of us satisfied with this - he proceeded to do an oil change.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The quick service oil change place, although attractive at it's price was ultimately the cause of an unnecessary cost - assuming they, the fast place, did this.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Having done a bunch of oil changes myself, on old cars that I once had, I did not think twice about going to a fast oil change place. How tough can it be?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well, perhaps, too tough for the guys I went to. Seemingly, according to the mechanic today - they stripped the oil plug screw, probably using a hydraulic drill to secure the bolt, resulting in a leak, and did not screw on the oil filter properly - they just jammed it on - more than likely in haste. They are a fast oil change place, no?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I park on gravel and never noticed the leak. Had this guy not caught it - he said I had lost a lot of oil to date, that would have been a blown engine ...&amp;nbsp; in excess of two grand.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The bitter taste of poor quality lingers long after the sweet smell of cheap price has long gone.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Price vs cost. Here endeth the lesson.&lt;p /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-6332505939829246252?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6332505939829246252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=6332505939829246252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/6332505939829246252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/6332505939829246252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/price-vs-quality.html' title='Price vs quality'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-8357768760774120146</id><published>2012-01-01T09:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T09:46:58.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Search me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;p class="od-byline"&gt;By &lt;a href="http://www.onedegree.ca/peter_mosley/"&gt;Peter Mosley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zdnet.com/blog/facebook/facebook-top-search-term-in-2011/6525" target="_self"&gt;The top searched for words last year.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Every year I look for this as I like to include it in lectures and speaches.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1degree.typepad.com/.a/6a00e54f9c23f288330168e4cd0c10970c-pi"&gt;&lt;img class="asset  asset-image at-xid-6a00e54f9c23f288330168e4cd0c10970c" title="Experian_hitwise_facebook_2011" src="http://1degree.typepad.com/.a/6a00e54f9c23f288330168e4cd0c10970c-320wi" alt="Experian_hitwise_facebook_2011" style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hang on!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;These are not "searched for" words? These  are words people typed into &lt;strong&gt;"their Googley!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;They meant to type these it  into their Navigation Bar. But, I  betcha, if you asked 10 folks on PCs,  more than half do not know what  it is. And, furthermore, I will put this test out  there ...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Ask 10 people what browser they use on their PC?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am  not talking the small percentage of us that inhabit the Net on a  regular (Meaning: round-the-clock) basis. So don't ask  one of your  Netizen or Geek friends - ask some real folks. You can tell  real folks  they do &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; have a Twitter account!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have done this!!!&amp;nbsp; Way more than half say they use &lt;strong&gt;Google&lt;/strong&gt; as their broweser. I ask them if that means they have the Chrome browser ... no my sceen is black, they tell me. Ok then ...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now, I am not talking about Yokels, nor Seniors who are just  discovering the  online world, or for that matter, computers in general,  I am talking  about well-educated folks that have no clue. These same  folks use computers at  work on a daily basis. I bet there are millions  and millions of them. I run into them all the time. Mostly on Facebook.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have been so fortunate to have been a Mac user since day one, which   was 1985  in Canada. Most folks I know use PCs. And the vast majority  of  those  folks have missed out on experiencing the joy of the   relationship with a computer,  namely a Mac, and inherently the   relationship with the Net. Oh, and sadly  Alice, the Net is &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; Facebook.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In the early 90s, "AOL" was today's Facebook. Those folks who did not   know what a URL was, nor where their browser's Navigation  Bar was,  nor how to copy and paste, nor scroll ... God it  goes on and on doesn't  it? They all went to AOL. It was easy and shiny. Today they go to  Facebook.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I was reading an article recently and the writer said he gets way  more information from Facebook and Twitter than from Google. Oy! Son,  you need to go outside and play for a bit. Both literally and  figuratively. In itself, that is probably the dumbest thing I have ever  heard. It also is the laziest.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;"Oh and on your way outside, CLEAN UP YOUR ROOM!"&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote class="posterous_short_quote"&gt;  &lt;p&gt;How can you do your work if you  cannot use the tools?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ask these same ten folks, mentioned above, about bookmarking?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;First, they  probably do not know the term. Oh? You mean my  favorites? Yep. Then, ask  them if their "favorites" have sub folders?  Are the favorites sorted?  Oh, do you use a social bookmark site? Do you  use a favorite toolbar?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This is why Facebook has become so popular. Just like AOL did in the   90s and as witnessed by your friends, who online for the first  time,  sent you a thousand jokes ... old jokes, the same old jokes that you saw  15 years ago ...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote class="posterous_short_quote"&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It will stop. Trust me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have faith in us humans. I really do.&amp;nbsp; Eventually, we will get sick and tired of all this drivel.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I was looking at a "Year in Review" type article, or predictions or NY Resolutions. But instead I want to share some hope.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I got sick and tired of TV, that was 15+ years ago. Last  year, I made a &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/creative-manifesto" target="_self"&gt;Creative Manifesto&lt;/a&gt; for myself to follow. My resolution, my dream and my hope of hopes is that &lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt; we will see on the Net is each other's creative moments. Nothing more, nothing less.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Peace&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-8357768760774120146?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8357768760774120146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=8357768760774120146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/8357768760774120146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/8357768760774120146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/search-me.html' title='Search me?'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-6010707482871654919</id><published>2011-12-16T05:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T05:07:18.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Creative Manifesto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just had a&amp;nbsp; weird idea, or maybe it was a stroke of genius, or both?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class='p_embed p_image_embed'&gt; &lt;img alt="Www_1" height="412" src="http://getfile4.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2011-12-16/EdifgkhBonAFdtozxfaFisBBCtjgDCGHzGcrJyynDssJgbErukeqeAxHcorI/www_1.jpg.scaled500.jpg" width="282" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I have never made New Year's Resolutions. I am not that type. But, right now, sitting here I think I have just made one.&lt;p /&gt;I don't know if I will be able to do it, live up to, nor maintain it into 2012 and beyond.&lt;p /&gt;BUT, BY GOD, I THINK IT IS A GREAT IDEA.Social media is everywhere. And it has turned a wee bit sour for me. Now, whatever you folks do is quite alright, carry on, but I am planning something different.&lt;p /&gt;I will no longer post anything that I did not create. Call it my Creative Manifesto.&lt;p /&gt;The idea of RTing, or finding that great meme, or reposting the funny shot of the kitten (God forbid!) seems like, well, so anti-Cluetrain.&lt;p /&gt;It says in da book &amp;hellip; "Once we get tired of hearing ourselves speak, then we will find the power of the internet." I think it should read &amp;hellip; "When we get tired of repurposing, something that someone else posted, that someone else posted, of someone doing something creative, then we will find the power of the internet."&lt;p /&gt;I am going to try and find the purpose of this thing we call the Intertubes. &lt;p /&gt;I am not a videographer. If I happen to see something that is life changing I could capture it and post it. But I probably will not. There is something that bugs me about the plethora of video. TV minds. TV modality. If I was that enamoured with TV I would have one. I do not. It bugs me. I think it does stuff to us when we watch TV. I have done some research over the years and I simply do not like what I hear, and have never heard a single doctor or psychologist say "TV is great we should all watch more!"&lt;p /&gt;I am a photographer, if I see something interesting, I will capture it and perhaps post it somewhere. I am a writer, if I have a thought, or something I want to say I might post that too. I am a musician, I might post stuff I write, record or play. &lt;p /&gt;Not that I do not appreciate all of the wonderful things that float around in these here Intertubes, I just do not want to subscribe to the laziness I feel is inherent in the social web. I have never been lazy. Why should I be lazy here?&lt;p /&gt;Let me take you back to the early 80s. A hand coupler modem, where you placed the handset of a phone in it. It squawked and squeaked and after much prodding a command line came up on my old PC "Hi Pete!"&amp;nbsp; it said. I then typed &amp;hellip; "Hi Al!" This was my first experience in the digital world. Two guys - one in his office way downtown, me in my apartment communicating to each other on our computers. You have no idea how hip that moment was!&lt;p /&gt;The next foray was the BBS - I fell in love. MAGIC, BMUG, The Well, Atavachron, TVO and on and on &amp;hellip; serious, heady shit. That was real exploring from the mid 80s till the early 90s. Then the web. Weird, when I first saw it? A thing called a browser - Mosaic - the first ever web page my friend at MAGIC pulled up for us was the Rolling Stones site (Well, we didn't call it a site then, did we?) It was a strange experience. New things always are.&lt;p /&gt;From there it all went along with the flow. From cybermalls, to e-zines, to storefronts, to MLM, to email marketing, SPAM, databases, Flash and so forth. And then I went personally to building sites, to running internet firms, to blogging, to portals, to The Cluetrain, to social media. &lt;p /&gt;And all of a sdden (Although some of us saw it coming) video hit. Hit big time. A tsunami of epic proportions that has drowned us. &lt;p /&gt;I feel sometimes that I am that weird guy standing on the overpass with the flimsy sign that says "THE END IS NEAR!" &lt;p /&gt;And, much like that guy, my voice is not heard as I am drowned out by the steady whoosh of traffic below, the occasional yell from a car - similar to the Loogans who drive by a farmers field and scream "Moo" at the cattle. Or the highly-evolved types who drive by goof courses and yell, "Four!" (They are so stupid they jeers are misspelled!) but, no heed. &lt;p /&gt;Sorry, je digress &amp;hellip;&lt;p /&gt;So the Intertubes are now becoming nothing more than cheap TV. And again the Cluetrain states quite eloquently that, "The more the internet is like TV, the less we will need it."&lt;p /&gt;I have believed the power in these here Intertubes are in the utility and tools they provide us. Productivity, delivery, customization, SEARCH and the data that can talk to other data. Remind me of events, hold things for me have your data talk to my data. The best explanation I have for what social media is:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Up until SM we put word docs online. Now we can put up Excel! docs. Data interacting with data!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sadly most online video is like PowerPoint. And don't get me started on that!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Seeing someones video, which is more than likely a shitty, low quality recording of some tune with a static picture, or a kitten vid or the latest viral piece of shit, or the multitudes of self proclaimed video celebs, does nothing for me. It would be like having a last meal and asking for a Big Mac. No thanks. I will have the rack of lamb, please ... and a bottle of somethingred from the 12th century!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now there are videos that are beautiful. Of course. Old clips of artists, athletes, thinkers and pure genius that was captured and preserved - no doubt about it. But when the web started we all knew it was 90% garbage. You had to search for the sites that were gems. With video the stats are mind blowing &amp;hellip;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;  &lt;li&gt;82.5% of the U.S. Internet audience viewed a video online.&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li&gt;By 2013, 90% of Internet traffic will be video.&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li&gt;48 hours of video are uploaded every minute, resulting in nearly 8 years of content uploaded every day&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li&gt;Over 3 billion videos are viewed a day&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li&gt;Users upload the equivalent of 240,000 full-length films every week&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li&gt;More video is uploaded to YouTube in one month than the 3 major US networks created in 60 years&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li&gt;70% of YouTube traffic comes from outside the US&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li&gt;YouTube's demographic is broad: 18-54 years old&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li&gt;YouTube reached over 700 billion playbacks in 2010&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li&gt;800M unique users visit YouTube each month&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My question is how much searching does one have to do to get to that 10%? And more importantly, how much fucking time is being wasted!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Mind blowing!&lt;p /&gt;If you have a chance to do something, should you not try and do your best? Experience the best? Be the best?&lt;p /&gt;That requires effort. Social media to me is the antithesis of effort. It is too easy. &lt;p /&gt;My challenge for myself is to make an effort - it is going to be very very tough. I probably will have to post a video on one of my blogs, I probably will RT something I care about, and I will no doubt find something so damn funny I will share it.&lt;p /&gt;But I will try and do what I think is necessary - and that is be original.&lt;p /&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-6010707482871654919?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6010707482871654919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=6010707482871654919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/6010707482871654919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/6010707482871654919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/creative-manifesto.html' title='Creative Manifesto'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-1966160865288694959</id><published>2011-12-06T12:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T12:49:39.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SPAM - My Solution</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saw this&lt;a&gt; post on Fast Company&lt;/a&gt; about email being dead and a large company banning email.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Years ago I suggested a solution to SPAM. I'd like to share it with you again ...&lt;p /&gt;Here is the back story.&lt;p /&gt;As a long-time denizen of the online world - dating back to the pre-web days of the 80s -&amp;nbsp; I have been using email, a lot, like crazy. I have had multiple email accounts for years. At one time I managed at least 22 accounts. These were for different client's sites, blogs, associations, business and personal use. That meant I would get upwards from 500 emails a day, sometimes way more.&amp;nbsp; Using three sets of filters helped keep my inbox(es) somewhat manageable, but not completely. &lt;p /&gt;Here is my take on SPAM. Although I understand where the abolitionists are coming from, censorship is not the answer. &lt;strong&gt;User Experience&lt;/strong&gt; is, and always has been, the answer.&lt;p /&gt;Lets say I am sitting at my desk and my inbox receives the following message from&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.SPAM_WOW_FREE_INSTANT_WIN.com"&gt;www.SPAM_WOW_FREE_INSTANT_WIN.com&lt;/a&gt; addressed to "Dear Bozo" &amp;hellip;&lt;p /&gt;The subject line reads - &lt;strong&gt;Win a round of Golf with Mike Weir (Insert fave golfer here) Second prize a set of Taylormade Clubs. Third Prize win a dozen Titleist Golf Balls!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p /&gt;Hang on!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As an avid golfer, I have already stopped everything I was doing, entered the contest, printed out the email,  passed it to a dozen golf friends and then sat, with a cup of tea, and went .. ahhhhhhh. Golf.&lt;p /&gt;"But, but, but &amp;hellip; this is SPAM" they cry!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Nope, not to me it isn't! It is heaven. It has touched my soul. Want to get in touch with me? Talk to me the way I talk. Talk to me about stuff I am interested in.&lt;p /&gt;SPAM to me is stuff like ...&amp;nbsp; "work from home" "get rich quick" "Viagara" and "Porn." Why are they SPAM? Because I (the user) am simply, not interested. Go away.&lt;p /&gt;My suggestion to get SPAM in check and thereby solving the "in box" mess, is the following.&lt;p /&gt;Set up a universal site - &lt;a href="http://www.spam.com"&gt;www.spam.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p /&gt;Every user would be encouraged to log in - and select from a long list of topics that they are interested in. Of course, if you are interested in &lt;strong&gt;No SPAM&lt;/strong&gt; you can check that too. But, if you're like me, you probably would check something like Drumming, Golf, Apple, Cycling and Travel. You would be guaranteed to receive only these offerings. &lt;p /&gt;The folks, who engage in SPAM for a living, would have access to the site and could harvest all the emails they would like by category. "Hey guys send me everything you have! I am putting my hand up to be served here!!!!" I think that would also increase the open rates, click through rates and conversions to sales.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The ISPs would also play a role. They can surely monitor the emails sent by their clients, the large emailers, and would place a tariff/tax on each email sent - say a tenth of a cent, or a hundredth of a cent, per email (something small and practicable) - this would be collected and applied to community infrastructure - say bandwidth to schools, getting real Teleports for communities -&amp;nbsp; or support some worthwhile cause - like feeding people.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You see, SPAM is not SPAM if you want it. SPAM is anything you get that you do not want. &lt;p /&gt;Let the &lt;strong&gt;user&lt;/strong&gt; dictate what SPAM is. Let the user control his or her inbox.&lt;p /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-1966160865288694959?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1966160865288694959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=1966160865288694959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/1966160865288694959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/1966160865288694959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2011/12/spam-my-solution.html' title='SPAM - My Solution'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-79875563375989992</id><published>2011-11-21T14:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T14:22:01.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Enhancing shareholder value</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;p class="p1"&gt;Just saw this Tweet&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="p1"&gt;Rebick: (I assume Judy Rebick - I cannot find the quote) &amp;nbsp; "They're trying to change the world, who cares if they break a few bylaws?" (via @RyanEmberley)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="p1"&gt;Watched as much of the OWS, and Toronto and DC as I could.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="p1"&gt;Am definitely not opposed to heavily criticizing the US financial institutions. The Canadian scene is quite different as we all know. Yes, in Canada, as in other parts of the world, there is an ever-widening gap between rich and poor. Always will be. We individuals can only be responsible for the outcomes of our acts. Unless you were born a Thompson, Eaton or Molson. But most of us were not. We all had to fight for ourselves. And still can. In fact probably your moral duty to be as good as you can be.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="p1"&gt;Demonstrations certainly cause change - women's right to vote, segregation changes, gay rights, animal rights etc etc Furthermore, a demonstration pointing out the evils of corporate greed are fine and dandy. But we do have laws. WE made the laws. If we want the laws changed we can certainly do that. But not bec ause a small group finds the laws inconvenient. I for instance find it very inconvenient to have to pay for certain goods at stores. Hell it is only a chocolate bar? Why can't I take it?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="p1"&gt;Anyway, every time I hear the words "corporate greed" there is a tiny voice in my head that screams.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="p1"&gt;"ENHANCING SHAREHOLDER VALUE!!!!"&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="p1"&gt;So who are these shareholders exactly? Well, probably you and me and your dad and Mom and the next door neighbour and larger ones that that matter (by invested dollars and girth) e.g. the teachers pension fund. Oh and all sorts of other union funds. (Unions are the guys that were there supporting the occupy folks - I see a tad bit of hypocrisy here.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="p3"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;Hang on! So if they are the shareholders of these corporations,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="p3"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="s2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.otpp.com/wps/wcm/connect/otpp_en/Home/Investments/Major+Investments/Corporate+Shares+(Alphabetical+listing)/"&gt;http://www.otpp.com/wps/wcm/connect/otpp_en/Home/Investments/Major+Investments/Corporate+Shares+%28Alphabetical+listing%29/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="p1"&gt;... then aren't they the ones pressuring the corporate executives of each of those companies to do what ever it takes to&amp;nbsp;"ENHANCE SHAREHOLDER VALUE!" &amp;nbsp;(I hate that voice screaming in my head.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="p1"&gt;Here is the background on that mess. (Never been a fan of Mr Welch - I think he is a bully.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="p3"&gt;&lt;span class="s2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shareholder_value"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shareholder_value&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="p1"&gt;I do love this quote&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="p4"&gt;&lt;em&gt;History&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="p5"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On August 12, 1981,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jack_Welch"&gt;&lt;span class="s3"&gt;Jack Welch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;made a speech at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Pierre"&gt;&lt;span class="s3"&gt;The Pierre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;in&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_York_City"&gt;&lt;span class="s3"&gt;New York City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;called &amp;lsquo;Growing fast in a slow-growth economy&amp;rsquo;.&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shareholder_value#cite_note-0"&gt;&lt;span class="s4"&gt;[1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is often acknowledged as the "dawn" of the obsession with shareholder value. Welch's stated aim was to be the biggest or second biggest market player, and to return maximum value to stockholders.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="p5"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In March 2009, Welch criticized parts of the application of this concept, calling a focus on shareholder quarterly profit and share price gains "the dumbest idea in the world".&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shareholder_value#cite_note-1"&gt;&lt;span class="s4"&gt;[2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Welch then elaborated on this, claiming that the quotes were taken out of context.&lt;span class="s4"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shareholder_value#cite_note-2"&gt;[3]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="p5"&gt;And as it turns out probably a very slippery character!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="p1"&gt;I know about this stuff - having run two public companies where the shareholders wanted "X" and "Y" &amp;nbsp;returns no matter what. No matter what it took.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="p1"&gt;Basically screw everyone, we want our ROI and our dividends. And worse they want a return in months (like quater to quarter) not long term - as in years.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="p1"&gt;So lets not be to quick to point fingers at the greedy. Maybe you* have help cause this mess?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="p2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="p1"&gt;* If you own shares, mutual funds or other investment instruments, you are probably a shareholder.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-79875563375989992?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/79875563375989992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=79875563375989992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/79875563375989992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/79875563375989992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/just-saw-this-tweet-rebick-i-assume.html' title='Enhancing shareholder value'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-5354323582938897808</id><published>2011-11-19T14:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T14:59:11.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Firefox</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;p&gt;Something happened in the last month. Either Firefox, or Adobe has screwed up.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Flash has crashed at least a dozen times in the last month and Firefox has crapped out - either hung or went into spinning wheel of death mode.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Did really, really like you from day one. But I need to work. I need you to work.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Chrome - thanks. Works.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-5354323582938897808?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5354323582938897808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=5354323582938897808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/5354323582938897808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/5354323582938897808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/something-happened-in-last-month.html' title='Bye Firefox'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-1969933881146845449</id><published>2011-11-11T12:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T12:02:14.935-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Accidents, I mean collisions, can, and should, be eliminated</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been brooding over this for decades. It really pisses me off.&lt;p /&gt;If you listen to the media, which I desperately try to avoid, every accident reported is a cry for more laws, more controls and more Nanny State Rules.&lt;p /&gt;Three recent events have prompted this rant.&lt;p /&gt;1 - In Waterloo they love round-abouts. &lt;p /&gt;Recently a school girl was struck and injured while trying to cross one of these. &lt;p /&gt;We need more signs! We need to hang the politicians who built these! We need bridges over the round-abouts!&lt;p /&gt;2 - In Toronto it is a non-stop-war "Car vs Bike"!&lt;p /&gt;A young pregnant mother was killed on her bicycle in Toronto.&lt;p /&gt;We need to ban BIKES! We need to ban cars! We need more bike lanes! We need to license cyclists! &lt;p /&gt;3 - Racing (Or driving faster than your abilities allow ... the new natural selection method.) &lt;p /&gt;Yesterday a woman was killed when her SUV flipped and burst into flames on the DVP as a result of driving at a high rate of speed.&lt;p /&gt;We need to put speed limiters on all cars! We need to jail racers for a hundred years! &lt;p /&gt;It is pathetic. Full stop.&lt;p /&gt;All of the above incidents are not accidents. These are called collisions. There is no such thing as an accident. Well, sure, if a tree falls on your car while it is parked, yeah, ok that is an accident. Everything else is a collision.&lt;p /&gt;We all find great comfort in seeking "who's fault is it?" when bad stuff happens. God forbid we accept, that as humans, we all make mistakes, we are sometimes distracted and we are generally ... stupid.&lt;p /&gt;When you are out and about during your day, especially when it involves being in, around or near cars, please ... wake the fuck up! You on a bike or walking vs a car? You lose.&lt;p /&gt;I saw a few things that were posted and written concerning the poor woman who was killed in Toronto. All of it well intended, none of it useful. Some of it downright dangerous.&lt;p /&gt;One fellow, a bike courier, gave a lengthy instruction dissertation on "How to ride in the city." Well, if this is how you are supposed to ride a bike in the city, I am surprised we don't have a dozen fatalities a day! If you have read this couriers manual to defensive driving and believe it, sell your bike and walk -&amp;nbsp; you will be a danger to yourself and others if you follow any of it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;p /&gt;I know a wee bit about bikes, and cars, and collisions and know a whole bunch about Dundas &amp;amp; Stirling in Toronto.&lt;p /&gt;I grew up there, cycled daily through there. I was also a cop in that division. I studied driving, driver safety and accident investigation and spent over 400 hours just learning to drive properly. As well, I commuted on bike for years and raced road bikes for many of those years. For the record, I have driven since I was 16 - 44 years. No tickets, no collisions in a car or on a bike. I also will never, ever get into a collision. Why? Because I know how to drive properly.&lt;p /&gt;There is a simple solution to all collisions. (You can use the word accidents, if the word collision and its inherent meaning that it was caused makes you queazy.) The solution is to learn how to operate your vehicle and slow down. &lt;p /&gt;If you are in a hurry, slow down. &lt;p /&gt;If you are angry and frustrated, slow down. &lt;p /&gt;If you are not sure if someone sees you, slow down.&lt;p /&gt;if you are a cyclist or a pedestrian and are not 100% sure you have free and safe right-of-way slow the fuck down. &lt;p /&gt;In fact, it will NEVER kill you to just stop. It might kill you, if you do not.&lt;p /&gt;But we don't. I see road rage way more prevalent than ever before, I see cyclists riding their bikes like they are invincible (a form of passive aggressive behaviour) and I see our overall ability to drive deteriorating year after year.&lt;p /&gt;We do not need speed bumps. All we have to do is obey the posted speed limits. We do not need bicycle lanes. All we have to do is learn to ride bikes properly. Trust me learning to ride a bike properly is not difficult. And we do not need to put governors on our cars to stop them going over a certain speed. All we have to do is follow the rules of the road. Net/net - we need to learn how to drive. Or in the case of a bike learn how to operate a vehicle based on the rules of the road.&lt;p /&gt;I investigated hundreds of accidents. Many involving cyclists. And looking back every accident was preventable. Easily preventable. One I remember was involving a young boy who was run over by a truck on Queen near Sorauren. &lt;p /&gt;In the case of the boy who was killed, there was a simple solution to the tragedy. He had borrowed a friends bike. It had hand brakes rather than coaster brakes that he was used to. The bike also was too big for him. He took the bike out on Queen W at rush hour for his first spin and panicked in traffic. He started to peddle backwards to stop never having used handle bar brakes before. He fell off to his left into traffic and was crushed by a truck and killed instantly. There is more to this story ...&lt;p /&gt;I was first on the scene. It was a very disturbing sight. I crawled under the back of the truck to see if there was anything I could do for the victim. Sadly, although I am not a doctor, I knew there was no hope. There was very little left of the boy. What was there was unrecognizable as a human being. I called the ambulance and rushed to the closest place of business, which then happened to be a pool hall and asked if anyone had anything I could use to cover the accident scene. A guy literally ripped a curtain down for me and I took it out and covered the boy. The accident teams arrived with the EMS the scene was investigated and the boys body taken to St Joe's. I had to find and notify the parents. I went up Sorauren to an address that the friend of the boy who owned the bike provided. &lt;p /&gt;I went to the door, knocked and it was answered by the same man that had given me the curtain. Our eyes locked. He knew. At the scene he did not recognize the bicycle as it was not his son's. And as a result of the severity of the accident the boy was not recognizable. &lt;p /&gt;The man collapsed. &lt;p /&gt;I remember a dozen or so cases where I had to notify loved ones of tragedy caused by one of these "accidents." These images, like the image of the 10 year old boy under the wheels of the transport truck never go away. When I get behind the wheel of my car, or on my bike ...&amp;nbsp; I know, I will never, ever cause anything like this to happen. &lt;p /&gt;Maybe one way to get the message through to people who enjoy the privilege of driving and riding bikes is perhaps letting them see what happens when you are stupid, or careless, or distracted, or in a hurry or angry. &lt;p /&gt;The consequences of something as benign as borrowing your buddy's bike can be life-changing.&lt;p /&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-1969933881146845449?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1969933881146845449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=1969933881146845449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/1969933881146845449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/1969933881146845449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/accidents-i-mean-collisions-can-and.html' title='Accidents, I mean collisions, can, and should, be eliminated'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-329634828186502170</id><published>2011-08-17T08:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T08:17:35.622-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Calgary.ca site. Search? Really? Where's the beef!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.calgary.ca/"&gt;http://www.calgary.ca/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;According to Marketing ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;City favours search style over drilling down through endless menus&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;Log on to the City of Calgary’s &lt;a href="http://www.calgary.ca/SitePages/cocis/default.aspx"&gt;new website&lt;/a&gt; and you won’t see the usual text-heavy, drill-down-the-tree-to-the-roots site favored by most governments.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The new $3.2 million website launched Monday is built around a Google search application and utilizes keywords that allow users to quickly access city information and programs, said David Watson, general manager, planning, development and assessment, and project sponsor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Read the rest here&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://bit.ly/qPmmKn"&gt;http://bit.ly/qPmmKn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I read it, with interest, and went to the site.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tried a half dozen quick searches - the obvious ones (to me at least) - jobs, music, kids, dogs and golf. The results I guess were ok? But what I experienced was ... why can't I just have a proper user experience and use the well established science of heuristics to allow me to find what I want? This is not a social call to the City of Calgary. I would guess no one will say Hey lets be wild and crazy! lets go search the City of Calgary for stuff - I probably want something specific and I probably know what it is? (Events, Licenses, Departments, Kids stuff, Parking etc etc ) I will not be going to the City of calgary site for shits and giggles. For that I use Stumbleupon ...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Has web development become so "old fashioned" that we can't do this anymore? And 3.2 mil for a search structure? Come on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have built dozens of sites with tens, if not hundreds of thousands of pages ... it ain't that tough. This has been done before with many city portals and quite successfully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the ultimate in self serve. But instead of eliminating the hassle you introduce the "WTF!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In banking for decades we have had ATMs. Great perfect. At the gas pump - self serve - again perfect, but here in every search all I was left with was ... "Is that really what I wanted to find?" Because quite frankly when I am going to a city site I kind of know what I am looking for - a department, a phone number or at least a site that gives me the hours of an event etc etc&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This just does not work for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If it worked so seamlessly, then why would they put a banner "I need help using &lt;a href="http://calgary.ca"&gt;calgary.ca&lt;/a&gt;" and yet another search button...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry - calling bullshit on this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/new-calgaryca-site-search-really-wheres-the-b"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-329634828186502170?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/329634828186502170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=329634828186502170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/329634828186502170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/329634828186502170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/new-calgaryca-site-search-really-where.html' title='New Calgary.ca site. Search? Really? Where&amp;#39;s the beef!'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-5723625262558089935</id><published>2011-08-10T13:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T13:37:32.768-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just dawned on me ... My 10 Client Scrolls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;Hmmm ... I am a client now.&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not sure why it just hit me? I have been on the client-side before and been at this gig for a year and a half. I think, perhaps, it is the calls and emails from potential suitors/suppliers that have ramped up suddenly that made me realize my change in status. No longer am I on the, "kill what you eat," program.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One thing I will try to do is treat all the sales-types who are now calling me, as I would have liked to have been treated over the years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Ten (Og Mandino-esque) Client Scrolls&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 - Tell 'em the truth. Always!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 - Quality - Price - Service ... I promise, to pick&amp;nbsp;only&amp;nbsp;two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 - I will have a budget and stick with it. (And I will tell them the budget)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 - I will set realistic, attainable timelines and do not fudge/pad the dates!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 - Establish my requirements going in - so the supplier can meet them. That is true quality!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6 - There will be no surprises! From either side of the desk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7 - If I am not interested, I will tell them up front. If I am no more than a suspect I will tell em. If I am a possible prospect I will tell em.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8 - I will happily do lunch. But AFTER the deal, project, or sale has gone through.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9 - If you don't listen, don't expect me to!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10 - I will return calls, emails and I will do, what I say I will do. All the time, every time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I promise!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/just-dawned-on-me-my-10-client-scrolls"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-5723625262558089935?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5723625262558089935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=5723625262558089935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/5723625262558089935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/5723625262558089935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/just-dawned-on-me-my-10-client-scrolls.html' title='Just dawned on me ... My 10 Client Scrolls'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-3619969229127029437</id><published>2011-08-08T12:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T12:10:07.298-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Service, or the lack thereof.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;Maybe, it is because I am now living in a University town or maybe, I am having a bad run of customer service? &lt;p /&gt; Over the last couple of days, the following happened ... &lt;p /&gt; I drove through a Tim's to get a coffee. (For the record I am not a Tim's fan, but have not found another coffee spot in KW yet! But I am desperately looking!) &lt;br /&gt;Conversation as follows: &lt;p /&gt; I drive up to the speaker at the drive through .. &lt;p /&gt; Happy cheery (Read very, very cheery!) voice ... "HI!!!! My name is Amy, Welcome to Tim Hortons may I take your order!!!!" &lt;p /&gt; Moi ... "I would like a large coffee with cream and a .... &lt;p /&gt; Happy cheery voice ..."That's three large coffees. Anything else? &lt;p /&gt; Moi .. no, I would like ... &lt;p /&gt; Cheery happy voice ... OK drive through have a GREAT day! &lt;p /&gt; I sat there a moment said to the silent speaker ... "Ummm hello??? Hello? &lt;br /&gt;No answer so I drove up to the window. &lt;p /&gt; Another happy cheery young girl bursts through the drive through window with 3 coffees. may have been the same girl, no idea. &lt;p /&gt; I said, "Um that is not what I wanted. =Can I ... &lt;p /&gt; Then she started to chatter on and on about the order ... &lt;p /&gt; I said. Miss, if you would simply listen I ..." &lt;p /&gt; She then continued to chatter ... "but I am listening and I am taking your order..." &lt;p /&gt; I said. "You finished?" &lt;p /&gt; She then said ... "Yes I am finished and I was listening and I will take your order and ..." &lt;p /&gt; I drove away. &lt;p /&gt; Second one ... &lt;p /&gt; At my golf course I was walking from my car to the club house. Now, being fare, our club has a cast of thousands marshalling, starting and greeting and God-knows what else they do. And seemingly they have a new crew every 3 weeks. These are all volunteers, they mean well, but it is a huge issue at our course as far as brand experience goes. Plus all the marshalling has not sped up play nor stopped the litter, the noise etc etc &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am greeted by two young ladies who proceed to grill me as to what my tee off time is, who I am playing with, can we take your clubs, can we get your cart, is your partner here, do you know where the pro shop is... and on and on ... &lt;p /&gt; I stood there under this barrage and simply said - "You know, two more questions and it will appear we are married!" &lt;p /&gt; The process of checking into a golf club, whether you have a tee time or not is rather simple. Drive in. Park. get clubs out of car. Go to pro shop. Register, Go see starter. Play golf. &lt;p /&gt; The third incident was this morning at breakfast - short story here. If I order breakfast (bacon &amp; eggs) and you, the waitress ask - over-easy on the eggs? And I say, "Yep!" Then why not bring me a couple of eggs easy over and bacon. What I got wasn't even close - Oh, there were two other patrons in the restaurant - this was not confusion over an order - this was what we used to call a shitty breakfast. I have to find someplace in KW that can make eggs. In fact I have to find somewhere in KW that can cook anything! &lt;p /&gt; I am assuming that these folks are all trying to be helpful in their own way. They are doing their best and are probably unaware of what great service and great customer experience is. &lt;p /&gt; Great service is "Meeting customer requirements." Full stop. End of story. If you are unsure what the customer requirements are ... ASK! &lt;br /&gt;In the first two instances the requirements I have as a customer are - to get what I would like and then pay you. I am not asking for a greeting, beiing engaged in a conversation, forming a relationship, answering a slew of questions or other frilly bits. All I want is for you to listen. &lt;br /&gt;The Tim's situation is solved by ... May I take your order. Then listen til the customer is finished. Repeat the order and listen til you hear - "Yep that is right." &lt;p /&gt; The golf situation even easier ... Good morning anything we can do to assist you? "Nope, thanks! " &lt;p /&gt; the third cannot be solved with customer service - they have to be able to cook and distinguish between hamm and bacon and over easy and killed. &lt;p /&gt; And if you are a regular customer (This is for the owners) and you have a rotating door of entry level folks - spend some time training them. Or you may just have to spend a lot more time trying to get new customers to replace the ones that are having a horrible customer experience. &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/service-or-the-lack-thereof"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-3619969229127029437?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3619969229127029437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=3619969229127029437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/3619969229127029437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/3619969229127029437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2011/08/service-or-lack-thereof.html' title='Service, or the lack thereof.'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-8730797836084143744</id><published>2011-07-30T11:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T11:10:04.172-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just noodling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;div class='p_embed p_image_embed'&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/mose/XeBL2u4X9SxJQV7I8D0XtqOkawjX7LFKHK7QvchHYumZe12c05h4ZySKTeWA/elite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Elite" height="375" src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/mose/XrGOFQKZjFQWb6RWfNywKvqjS0HJwSwn4Gw6WBxlsUl2gy2guRREIF3zMZwv/elite.jpg.scaled.500.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was just pondering our current fates and reading about the mess that the Ford Brothers found themselves in re Ms Attwood. &lt;p /&gt; And I was just grocery shopping, putting gas in my car and doing the errands that are customary on a Saturday morning. &lt;p /&gt; I think I would like to slit my wrists. (If I could afford the blades.) &lt;p /&gt; Our wee little country has now become almost unbearable to live in considering the costs. This is not empirical research, but I do remember NOT paying 13 dollars for a tin of coffee. I remember NOT paying 20 dollars for a (Yes, single.) steak. I also remember NOT paying 100/month for hydro and certainly NOT paying more than 50 bux for a fill up. Sheeesh! I have a tiny car with an even tinier gas tank. WTF! &lt;p /&gt; I am not inferring the Liberal elite are to blame for the mess we are in. Nor am I inferring that the solution is the far right, or near right, nor the neo-cons. &lt;p /&gt; I am stating categorically we have been consistently being fucked by the powers that be since PET. All of em. They have been at the trough. And we the tax payers and consumers have been supplying the slop they feed on. &lt;p /&gt; There is and has been, at the very least, incompetence in government and, at the very worst, collusion. &lt;br /&gt;If someone does not get a handle on controlling costs or at least stand up and say, for the world to hear, "I am mad as hell and not going to take it anymore!" we, the neutered sheep, will all end up like what I have seen in KW. &lt;p /&gt; I am now living in KW (pronounced KWaaaa) I did not know much about KW other than in the 60s we had great drum corps shows at Seagram Park and in the 80s Electrohome was a huge, big, fat wonderful client. Oh, and they had Universities. &lt;p /&gt; Well, there is basically fuck all in KW now. Of course the Universities are still here - but nothing else. &lt;p /&gt; There are no activities, no events and certainly no bars! yep they have Octoberfest and a pretty decent symphony and 500 Tim Horton's. But that does not make a city. &lt;p /&gt; I see the husks of the Electrohome, Budd, Kaufman and other industries. &lt;br /&gt;I see the future based on the cost of goods. And tell ya the truth it doesn't matter how much you make if everything is out of this world expensive. &lt;p /&gt; Canada, y'all better get to work for a government agency, a bank or a Petro company ... or ya shall be fucked. &lt;p /&gt; It sadly is written in the cards.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/just-noodling"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-8730797836084143744?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8730797836084143744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=8730797836084143744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/8730797836084143744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/8730797836084143744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/just-noodling.html' title='Just noodling'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-7552221698728785763</id><published>2011-07-25T11:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T11:47:36.387-04:00</updated><title type='text'>JUST HAD THIS SENT TO ME - VERY CUTE (ABRIDGED VERSION)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;Always keep your words soft and sweet, just in case you have to eat them. &lt;p /&gt; Always read stuff that will make you look good if you die in the middle of it. &lt;p /&gt; If you can't be kind, at least have the decency to be vague. &lt;p /&gt; If you lend someone $20 and never see that person again, it was probably worth it. &lt;p /&gt; It may be that your sole purpose in life is simply to serve as a warning to others. &lt;p /&gt; Since it's the early worm that gets eaten by the bird, sleep late. &lt;p /&gt; The second mouse gets the cheese. &lt;p /&gt; When everything's coming your way, you're in the wrong lane. &lt;p /&gt; Some mistakes are too much fun to make only once. &lt;p /&gt; We could learn a lot from crayons. Some are sharp, some are pretty and some are dull. Some have weird names and all are different colors, but they all have to live in the same box. &lt;p /&gt; A truly happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery on a detour.  &lt;p /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Save the earth..... It's the only planet with chocolate ! &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/just-had-this-sent-to-me-very-cute-abridged-v"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-7552221698728785763?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7552221698728785763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=7552221698728785763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/7552221698728785763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/7552221698728785763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/just-had-this-sent-to-me-very-cute.html' title='JUST HAD THIS SENT TO ME - VERY CUTE (ABRIDGED VERSION)'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-1176441228834289596</id><published>2011-07-25T00:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T00:59:53.638-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why we (I) golf …</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;Ben Hogan once said he hits one or maybe two good shots a round. I understand that. Of course, I am no Ben Hogan. I am however an avid golfer and today I experienced a shot. I mentioned to my playing partner it was the best shot I hit this season. In reflection, it as probably the best shot I have ever hit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;It was unexpected. Short Par 4 10th on my course. Three wood off the tee to 145 yards, pin tucked behind a bunker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;I hit a seven iron, perfect flight, slight draw to about a foot. Rolled in the birdie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;You repeat the same set up the same pre-shot routine and swing the club thousands of times. This one was perfect. Well almost perfect - it could have gone in!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/why-we-i-golf"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-1176441228834289596?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1176441228834289596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=1176441228834289596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/1176441228834289596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/1176441228834289596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/why-we-i-golf.html' title='Why we (I) golf …'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-2415559359549222241</id><published>2011-07-12T18:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T18:49:40.351-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Joni and video and Mingus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wze2YvoT630&amp;feature=related"&gt;https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wze2YvoT630&amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p /&gt; This video has approx 1800 views. &lt;p /&gt; Lady Gaga, when you search her on YouTube, has about 500 million hits on her top three videos alone &lt;p /&gt; When Joni made the album "Mingus" I remember reading that that album sold more than all of Charlie's albums combined. &lt;p /&gt; Just makes ya wonder ... &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/joni-and-video-and-mingus"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-2415559359549222241?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2415559359549222241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=2415559359549222241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/2415559359549222241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/2415559359549222241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2011/07/joni-and-video-and-mingus.html' title='Joni and video and Mingus'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-2748666718961765721</id><published>2011-06-24T08:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T08:58:45.487-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My break-through moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;I made a monumental discovery this morning when I finally figured out when and where the world went wrong. &lt;p /&gt; Squeeze bottles. &lt;p /&gt; Who was the lame-brained-packaged-goods-marketer-researcher (Yay a tmesis) that said "Hey, people will love squeeze bottles for ketchup, mustard, mayo and sure why not relish" &lt;p /&gt; Fuck you. &lt;p /&gt; The world was ok until the squeeze bottle. Ketchup would slowly dribble onto my eggs, not assault them with a tomato torrent! Mustard gently spooned on a hot dog, lovely. Now I stand back never knowing what stream will come out at what force or how much? And relish? Think about it. It should be in a condiment tray not a damn squeeze bottle. It's fucking solid! &lt;p /&gt; Oh sure it saves waste and cost - but tell ya what, if your business rocks that close to the edge, margin wise, sell it, close it, and go live in a commune! &lt;p /&gt; I can see some brainiac at the PG company thinking about harried Moms and saving time and convenience and no mess. &lt;p /&gt; Fuck you. &lt;p /&gt; We need stuff like messes. It teaches kids the right etiquette - at home. Then they can take it to the streets and be fine well-mannered folks. And don't get me started on that. I am at a University and I have seen camels that eat with better manners. Note: I no longer go near the cafeteria, it spoils my appetite. &lt;br /&gt;We need to slow down. We need some inconvenience. Me need dollops, not squeezes! &lt;p /&gt; What I have done inadvertently is to not have them in my house - or if I do I never serve from them. &lt;p /&gt; This morning I made a perfect poached egg. I squeezed ketchup out of the, ugh, squeeze bottle into a small dish. Taking a small spoon and doling out just the right amount the world was fine again. I literally had to put the Heinz back in the fridge cause it simply is ugly, the wrong thing I want on a table with food. &lt;br /&gt;So I am doing my bit. Like reducing the carbon footprint but ... oh, too early to run that metaphor into the wall! &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/my-break-through-moment"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-2748666718961765721?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2748666718961765721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=2748666718961765721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/2748666718961765721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/2748666718961765721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-break-through-moment.html' title='My break-through moment'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-5227509367567653651</id><published>2011-06-13T11:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T11:18:57.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Site traffic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;This is anecdotal. But it is making me stop, rub my chin and go "Hmmmmmmm?" &lt;p /&gt; I track a dozen or so sites for traffic on Google and three other analytic's tools. These sites are all over the place as for industries, type of site and content. They are all in and around Toronto but most have at least a national scope. &lt;p /&gt; Consistently over the last couple of months the traffic has been tied to the weather. I know the weather, as I am an avid golfer, and watch it daily to see if I can play, and what the temperature is, so I can bring the right gear. &lt;p /&gt; Well, the results are not what I would have imagined. On rainy days all the traffic goes down. And on sunny nice days - like today - the traffic goes up. &lt;p /&gt; You would think it would be the opposite. &lt;br /&gt;This would make an interesting research project, me thinks! &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/site-traffic"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-5227509367567653651?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5227509367567653651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=5227509367567653651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/5227509367567653651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/5227509367567653651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2011/06/site-traffic.html' title='Site traffic'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-885366566647685706</id><published>2011-05-28T15:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T15:33:16.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Must explain last post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;I wrote ... "So, are you gonna bark all day Lil Doggie? Or are you gonna bite?" I do feel like the character in Reservoir Dogs today. &lt;p /&gt; I was out at my golf course this morning. Wanted a day of practice. Couple of large buckets, lots of wedges and nine irons. Some chipping, lots of putting drills and a couple of drivers. It is all good. &lt;br /&gt;About two and a half hours. Was fruitful. Fine practice, especially if you learn something. &lt;p /&gt; As I am about half way through my 60th year and started swinging a club at 8 years old, the 52 years of golf I have played have never been boring. Until now. &lt;br /&gt;I missed the early fifties at courses when Arnold Palmer became "everyman's golfer" and brought the unwashed teeming millions to golf. It must have been horrible for regular/real golfers. &lt;p /&gt; Just like Tiger Woods has ruined it for the regular/real golfers who play today. &lt;p /&gt; Lemme define a regular golfer. &lt;p /&gt; To me a regular golfer does not THINK he is Tiger Woods. He/she does not DRESS like TW nor does he/she swagger, prance, preen nor sachet. Especially when most of these morons should stick to mini-putt. &lt;p /&gt; The regular golfer loves the game. The regular golfer enjoys the moment. The regular golfer respects other golfers and more importantly respects the course. No cell phones, no swearing, no yelling. &lt;p /&gt; Anyway I saw every fucking type of loogan today at my course. &lt;p /&gt; The moron in the all-Nike wear who couldn't hit a golf ball if his life depended on it. The big, huge, fat liar who was boasting about his 81 he shot (Wonder what the back nine score was?) The certifiable nut-case, going around scrounging butts and grabbing the errant range balls so he could practice. Sorta like the golf homeless person. Sheeeesh. &lt;p /&gt; I am not rich. So I play at a course that affords me value. Golf North is about 2100 a year and you get a choice of courses 4 or 5 of them are very nice to play. They are tough, interesting and scenic. If I was rich, I would probably join a private course. I have played at many and know it eliminates a certain amount of riff raff. &lt;br /&gt;Riff raff to me is basically the mentally challenged that show up at non-private golf courses. They litter, they never replace divots nor repair ball marks and are so unbelievably slow on the course, they talk on their cell phones, yell at buddies across the course and of course ALL think they are Tiger Woods. &lt;p /&gt;  Well maybe in an other life there will be a membership for me at a Burlington, or a Brampton, or a Westmount ... or, if I say all my prayers, and NOT kill one of these ignorant bastards at my course ... Saint Georges. &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/must-explain-last-post"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-885366566647685706?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/885366566647685706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=885366566647685706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/885366566647685706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/885366566647685706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2011/05/must-explain-last-post.html' title='Must explain last post'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-2347589135107021575</id><published>2011-04-12T20:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T20:18:36.985-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I cannot believe this is still going on</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;Nor can I believe that people are so fucking stupid as to reply or fall for the scam ... &lt;p /&gt; As received in my SPAM file .... &lt;p /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;FROM MRS. XXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXX OF NETHERLANDS &lt;br /&gt;PLEASE ENDEAVOR TO USE IT ON CHURCHES AND ORPHANAGES &lt;p /&gt; Dearest in the Lord, &lt;p /&gt; I am the above named person from Netherlands and i saw your listing in the site which impressed me hence my decision to contact you. I am married to Dr. Benjamin Edward who worked with Netherlands Embassy here in London for nine years before his death on December 2009.We were married for eleven years without a child. He died after a brief illness that lasted for only four days. Before his death, we were both born again Christians. When my late husband was alive he deposited the sum of $25.6 Million with a finance house in Madrid. &lt;br /&gt;Presently, this money is still under the custody of the finance house and the management wrote me as the beneficiary to step forward for claim of deposited fund or issue a letter of authorization to somebody to receive it on my behalf since I cannot come over there due to my illness. And again, I'm with my laptop in a hospital where I have been undergoing treatment for cancer after the doctor indicated that I will only live for some months. &lt;p /&gt; It is my last wish to see this money distributed to charitable organizations and churches because our relatives plundered so much of our wealth after my husband's death and my illness too. I cannot live with the agony of entrusting this huge responsibility to any of them. Please, I come to you in the name of God to help me and utilize the above mentioned funds and distribute it according to my wish. I took this decision because I don't have any child that will inherit this money and I don't want a situation where my late husband's relatives will use this money in an ungodly Manner. &lt;p /&gt; Having realized my condition I decided to donate this fund to Church or a Christian individual that will utilize this money the way I am going to instruct here. I want a person that is God fearing who will use this money for Charity in propagating the word of God and to ensure that the house of God is maintained. Because my Bible made me to understand that blessed is the hand that giveth. &lt;br /&gt;My happiness is that I lived a life of a worthy Christian. So I am not afraid of death hence I know where I am going. I know that I am going to be in the Bosom of the Lord. Exodus 14 VS 14 says that; the lord will fight my case and I shall hold my peace. Whoever that wants to serve the Lord must serve him in spirit and truth. Please always be prayerful all through your life. &lt;br /&gt;As soon as I receive your reply I shall introduce you to the attorney I have appointed who will introduce you to the finance house where the fund is deposited. I will also issue you a letter of authorization that will empower you as the rightful beneficiary of fund. I want you and the church to always pray for me because the lord is my shepherd. &lt;p /&gt; Please I don't need any telephone communication in this regard because of my health and the presence of my husband's relatives around me always. I don't want them to know about this development. Any delay in your reply will give me room to search for a church or Christian individual for this same purpose so your urgent response is needed immediately. &lt;p /&gt; Kindly reply direct to my private email for further detailsXXXXXX XXXXXXX &lt;p /&gt; Sister XXXXXX XXXXXXX &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/i-cannot-believe-this-is-still-going-on"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-2347589135107021575?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2347589135107021575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=2347589135107021575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/2347589135107021575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/2347589135107021575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-cannot-believe-this-is-still-going-on.html' title='I cannot believe this is still going on'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-4365269286934728901</id><published>2011-04-05T11:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T11:06:33.021-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Found this humorous.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class='p_embed p_image_embed'&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/mose/nJrftzspkfsDsaictFrgmEcGIebfgBaimgseBpncJpEvDqGxyrspHoezFvpd/IMG_0048.jpg.scaled1000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Img_0048" height="669" src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/mose/nJrftzspkfsDsaictFrgmEcGIebfgBaimgseBpncJpEvDqGxyrspHoezFvpd/IMG_0048.jpg.scaled500.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/found-this-humorous"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-4365269286934728901?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4365269286934728901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=4365269286934728901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/4365269286934728901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/4365269286934728901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2011/04/found-this-humorous.html' title='Found this humorous.'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-606027817204870870</id><published>2011-04-02T13:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T13:31:26.369-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So how long exactly am I supposed to wait Mr Star?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;Remember the heady days of the early internet with dogma-like preaching such as ... optimize your images, make your pages load quickly, program for the lowest common denominator and so on and so forth? We could use a refresher. &lt;p /&gt; I was fascinated over the last year or so of the general slow down in web site loading times, especially the news sites - Globe &amp; Mail, Star, Mashable to name a few. &lt;br /&gt;I tried a small experiment. Three computers, four browsers and found out that on these sites, and others, the load time is like 15 - 30 seconds. In some cases a lot longer, or not at all. WTF? &lt;p /&gt; It is a seemingly common occurrence when I click on a link to a news story the page attempts to find all the appropriate ad servers and just keeps chugging along until they are served up. In this "backyard research" I timed the Star and The Globe. The Star won at 35 seconds to load an article and the dozen or so ads. It is worse when there is a video clip embedded, but that is a whole different rant! &lt;p /&gt; If I was not playing around and doing this research, I would wait for about 5 seconds and say ... Nyet. &lt;p /&gt; This has to be addressed. User Experience states categorically that an online Brand is, in fact, the user's experience with the site. In some of these cases it is a non-experience. &lt;p /&gt; Whether it is overload on the ad servers, confusion in the code that serves up the ad widgets or all the gobble-de-gook that is tagged onto an ad, this is simply unacceptable. &lt;p /&gt; Now, for the record, I am on a 20 MB high speed DSL, three fast computers and they are all set up properly. There is nothing on my systems slowing down the serving of web pages (pop-up blockers, cookies shut off etc etc). I also know because in these tests I went to a dozen or so other pages at random (not cached) that I have never been to, some corporate, some media and others - they all loaded immediately. &lt;p /&gt; I think it would bode well for the large media sites to have a look at this issue, surely the advertisers would respond well to the serving up of their ads in a timely fashion, as opposed to users just leaving in frustration. &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/so-how-long-exactly-am-i-supposed-to-wait-mr"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-606027817204870870?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/606027817204870870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=606027817204870870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/606027817204870870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/606027817204870870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2011/04/so-how-long-exactly-am-i-supposed-to.html' title='So how long exactly am I supposed to wait Mr Star?'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-2379606913802298696</id><published>2011-03-25T12:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T12:49:06.272-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why can't we all just get along?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;This is about browsers. The fact that the Net should treat content and the user with the strategy of the lowest common denominator has long since been chucked out. Baby, bath water, soap, sponges and the damn sink! &lt;p /&gt; In this recent article David Chan talks about having to use 3 browsers &lt;a href="http://blogcritics.org/scitech/article/why-i-need-to-use-three/"&gt;http://blogcritics.org/scitech/article/why-i-need-to-use-three/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p /&gt; In a recent update Firefox 4 - I have two main machines (Macs) and a PC. The MacBook upgraded fine, but my G5 (non Intel) would not plus it over rode my existing FF 3 - I did find Ten For Fox G5 - which is working fine. The PC did its usual upgrade routine ... I went for coffee. &lt;p /&gt; A quick bug a boo - not the browsers fault - was when I went to that article it took over 20 seconds to load - ad-cdn-technoratimedia.com was chugging away in the background. Normally I would say "Meh" and not wait, but I was interested. So interested it prompts this post and my complaint. This happens all too frequently when the ad servers are looking for the appropriate ads to serve up, while we wait, and wait, and wait, and wait ... that repetition was no where near the 20+ seconds I waited for. It is a huge waste of time and I cannot believe it helps your brand. The media sites seem to be the worst offenders. &lt;p /&gt; Anyway, je digress ... &lt;p /&gt; Browsers should work. Full stop. Programmers should program their sites and apps that they work. God knows IE never has. Especially if you have built web pages and had to check your work on Safari, FF, Chrome and IE. IE is, and always has been, brutal. Beautiful elegant work done building a site has repeatedly looked like you made it on an Etch-a-Sketch when viewed on IE on a PC. Ok, hell I will go back to command line if that is what ya want Mr MS! &lt;p /&gt; The CMS world - a world of their own - is all over the map. I use a bunch of content management systems and I HAVE to switch browsers to get them to work. Things like Internic, my two banking accounts, two CMS I run for organizations, my email software and my hosting software all have peculiarities that you have to learn to get them to work right. THAT flies directly in the face of usability. Recognition vs recall. &lt;p /&gt; One thing I just found is that Firefox 4 does not work on Kijiji. They will no doubt work out the bugs at their end, but come on folks! &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/why-cant-we-all-just-get-along"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-2379606913802298696?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2379606913802298696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=2379606913802298696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/2379606913802298696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/2379606913802298696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/why-can-we-all-just-get-along.html' title='Why can&amp;#39;t we all just get along?'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-2590682665551196240</id><published>2011-03-06T21:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T21:10:23.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Penalty shot to tie it up Iginla</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;div class='p_embed p_image_embed'&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/mose/qwLTngcnX0BID2ukbgwzgSWryEB8Ke9HqgWRBIhniKYR7Ut7i0nJCPN2l9Hl/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo" height="375" src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/mose/3XB1irykHpmaMb4uWUswjf3wmkuMEr6tEEXZlJbwNVfrQ5dp7SOzxP1D8JqB/photo.jpg.scaled.500.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPhone&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/penalty-shot-to-tie-it-up-iginla"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-2590682665551196240?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2590682665551196240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=2590682665551196240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/2590682665551196240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/2590682665551196240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2011/03/penalty-shot-to-tie-it-up-iginla.html' title='Penalty shot to tie it up Iginla'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-3581863695104208491</id><published>2011-02-03T12:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T12:40:41.391-05:00</updated><title type='text'>smallish RANT - the CRTC, the UBB and my fear for what will happen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you didn't die during the recent faux-storm, you are probably aware of the UBB/CRTC headlines. (&lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/canada/story/2011/02/03/crtc-internet-clement.html?ref=rss"&gt;http://www.cbc.ca/canada/story/2011/02/03/crtc-internet-clement.html?ref=rss&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is something gnawing at me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, let me say, Tony Clement has done a fine job - probably not him all alone in a cape and pair of tights with "FREE NET MAN" emblazoned on his chest - he, no doubt, had some pretty sharp advisers, or at least pretty shrewd advisers thinking about the next election. And to his credit, I believe it is HE who is Tweeting and responding to folks on Twitter and not some PR community management staffer. Kudos. I like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am concerned however. I see this turning into a nightmare - call me skeptical (Hey, you're skeptical!) but when it comes to monopolies the users never win. Visions of Insurance Rates, The LCBO, gas prices, Post office and &amp;nbsp;TTC run through my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bell and Rogers have too much clout. There is as much competition here as there is in the grocery business where Loblaws and Sobeys check with each other to harmonize the price of lettuce.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What has happened is the right thing - but, like a lot of government bodies and pseudo government orgs they will take this in stride, move at glacial speed and this will blow over and we will be going forward on auto pilot again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My fear is that UBB will get passed when all the media hub bub has blown over and we "sheep" or, more appropriately, we "chicken" see some other SHINY (Peck, peck, peck ... Oh, look its shiny!) thing and forget all about this. After all watching "Dancing with the Stars" or the "Young and Restless" is far more important than serious thought. And the net is turning into cheap TV. (More on that as I am finishing up a post about online videos.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The CRTC will pass this, it gets rubber stamped; you get a nice Blue/White or Red/White letter signed by the VP of something or other and up go your rates. They have done it before, they will do it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I think of the CRTC I see rooms-full of lawyers. Sure we got a quarter of a million folks to sign a petition. But as Malcolm Gladwell (&lt;a href="http://www.newyorker.com/reporting/2010/10/04/101004fa_fact_gladwell?printable=true%23ixzz12gJf6DTg"&gt;http://www.newyorker.com/reporting/2010/10/04/101004fa_fact_gladwell?printable=true#ixzz12gJf6DTg&lt;/a&gt;)&amp;nbsp;pointed out - that is a weak linkage it will not cause change. It really did not take much effort for us to sign this - it was a petition meme.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What worries me is our proven inability to see things through to the end.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/smallish-rant-the-crtc-the-ubb-and-my-fear-fo"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-3581863695104208491?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3581863695104208491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=3581863695104208491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/3581863695104208491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/3581863695104208491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2011/02/smallish-rant-crtc-ubb-and-my-fear-for.html' title='smallish RANT - the CRTC, the UBB and my fear for what will happen'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-1231702920402082575</id><published>2011-01-31T18:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T18:19:27.559-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SNOWMAGEDDON - The END of Toronto as we know it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok .... we are bracing for the end of the world tomorrow I have completed my checklist ...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;  &lt;li&gt;150 sand bags stacked around the doors&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li&gt;3 cases of water&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li&gt;Firewood stacked&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li&gt;Dozens of candles and waterproof matches&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li&gt;New generator installed&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li&gt;Food stock piled (3X24s of Keiths and &amp;nbsp;Melton Mobray pork pie)&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li&gt;3 mice pre-caught for the cat&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li&gt;Small shrine to various Deity where I will pray (Playing the odds here How many Ps in Hepwah?)&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li&gt;Flare gun to let the Army (Or the Navy if Rob Ford is in charge know where I am buried)&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li&gt;Built a crystal radio in case all telecom goes down to contact anyone still alive.&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li&gt;Cleaned the guns&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I think that should do it for now. I know there are other things I should have but with the panic in this place right now we cannot think straight.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;See panicked cat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2011-01-31/DlhkzirwjHpfGgJpjiFvGeGimvirDFCxncjEsrGHFjxrqlJEpipqmhkBtppE/photo.JPG.scaled500.jpg" width="240" height="320"/&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;God the stress!!!! &amp;nbsp;It is too much. I may just end it all tonight and not suffer the carnage, the damage and the disater of the last GREAT STORM THAT HIT TORONTO according to the news reports&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;See damage from the LAST GREAT TORONTO STORM&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://spoonfighter.com/images/damage.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It was horrible. I just can't even think about it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;God help us. And to all my fellow citizens if we do not make it through this alive, God's speed and hopefully the next generation will be able to handle these types of disasters.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQiXqSkyk5DfwA3iKaUp1e7K9O8D4M_kebPg6HIOteaeMtVN3qrRQ" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/snowmageddon-the-end-of-toronto-as-we-know-it"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-1231702920402082575?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1231702920402082575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=1231702920402082575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/1231702920402082575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/1231702920402082575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/snowmageddon-end-of-toronto-as-we-know.html' title='SNOWMAGEDDON - The END of Toronto as we know it'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-4850736534876501752</id><published>2011-01-26T14:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T14:00:42.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordle ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wordle.net/show/wrdl/3044786/Untitled" title="Wordle: Untitled"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wordle.net/thumb/wrdl/3044786/Untitled" alt="Wordle: Untitled" style="padding: 4px; border: 1px solid #ddd;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/wordle"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-4850736534876501752?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4850736534876501752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=4850736534876501752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/4850736534876501752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/4850736534876501752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/wordle.html' title='Wordle ...'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-6117935675116893344</id><published>2011-01-23T00:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T00:12:24.185-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/mose/lmiwhrHbqJprFIDhsrpaiGFEzcsjiafcFJwIaieegzCqejfktqIyxjhgcoor/IMG_0046.jpg.scaled1000.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/mose/lmiwhrHbqJprFIDhsrpaiGFEzcsjiafcFJwIaieegzCqejfktqIyxjhgcoor/IMG_0046.jpg.scaled500.jpg" width="500" height="667"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/winter-2011"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-6117935675116893344?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6117935675116893344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=6117935675116893344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/6117935675116893344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/6117935675116893344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/winter-2011.html' title='Winter 2011'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-8723814159719450921</id><published>2011-01-19T21:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T21:44:04.078-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter ... Was cold in here, but not now!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/mose/X1qaNkGFED38TWrkYkNjJC1xLibTfxLEt7nwN4ncb1tikwctaDVcSdkPC1ix/photo.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/mose/7D2CEiA8q4hurUXSOtSjrnVr06oMhfOj7W6fSOWIpwToMlkc60kRXSa7J0lw/photo.jpg.scaled.500.jpg" width="480" height="640"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPhone&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/winter-was-cold-in-here-but-not-now"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-8723814159719450921?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8723814159719450921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=8723814159719450921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/8723814159719450921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/8723814159719450921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/winter-was-cold-in-here-but-not-now.html' title='Winter ... Was cold in here, but not now!!!'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-9160044384744005919</id><published>2011-01-18T19:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T19:53:17.051-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sergeant Russell and others ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;I was impressed by the show of support at today's funeral for the officer killed in Toronto.&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, I just could not help thinking about all of the other police officers who have died in the line of duty. Some of them I knew very, very well; worked with them and morn them today. &amp;nbsp;And also some of my friends who died while not on duty - tragic circumstances. They do not get the recognition they deserve and the job sometimes takes its toll. To Ray and Ian especially.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a site with all of the Ontario Police Officers who have died. Lets not forget them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.opmf.ca/memorial/list_officers.php?year_range=201"&gt;http://www.opmf.ca/memorial/list_officers.php?year_range=201&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember being at the funeral of my good friend and partner Percy ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.opmf.ca/memorial/display_officer.php?ID=24"&gt;http://www.opmf.ca/memorial/display_officer.php?ID=24&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were only a handful of people. It was very sad. He was the most amazing, gentle, thoughtful, funny and kind person I ever worked with on the force.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just thinking about these folks and all my&amp;nbsp;other close friends who are no longer with us ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.opmf.ca/memorial/display_officer.php?ID=61"&gt;http://www.opmf.ca/memorial/display_officer.php?ID=61&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.opmf.ca/memorial/display_officer.php?ID=33"&gt;http://www.opmf.ca/memorial/display_officer.php?ID=33&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.opmf.ca/memorial/display_officer.php?ID=79"&gt;http://www.opmf.ca/memorial/display_officer.php?ID=79&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anima eius et animae omnium fidelium defunctorum per Dei misericordiam requiescant in pace.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/sergeant-russell-and-others"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-9160044384744005919?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/9160044384744005919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=9160044384744005919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/9160044384744005919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/9160044384744005919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/sergeant-russell-and-others.html' title='Sergeant Russell and others ...'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-8320874664482685620</id><published>2011-01-17T17:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T17:12:17.329-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gervais over the line</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;Now, for the record I am not politically correct. Anyone who knows me will attest to that fact.&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also do not watch TV. I have an old set sitting in another room but have had no hook up for now over 10 years. A personal choice. TV nyet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Twitter yesterday it was buzzing with folks Tweeting about the Golden Globes. So much so, I tuned out and went to play some music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today on FaceBook I saw the opening monologue. WTF?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had heard of Ricky Gervais but cannot remember really being aware. So, you do the logical - search, Wikipedia, some clips etc etc&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was also this article from Gawker ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://gawker.com/5735976/golden-globes-ricky-gervaiss-jokes-totally-unacceptable"&gt;http://gawker.com/5735976/golden-globes-ricky-gervaiss-jokes-totally-unacceptable&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think RG is as funny as the next comedian. I have no problem with folks poking fun at the Sacred Cows - hell Don Rickles did it and is still doing it for years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;RG has something obviously as he has hit shows, HBO specials and hell, hosted the Golden Globes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That GG performance which, thank God, did not have his bit he wanted to do wearing a Hitler costume, was simply in the wrong place. He mentioned this idea on Conan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tbs.com/video/conan.jsp?oid=240045"&gt;http://www.tbs.com/video/conan.jsp?oid=240045&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have seen tons of stand up, I dig it. I have my faves! In fact, nothing beats doing a long drive better than a CD with a bunch of stand up. Amazing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, nothing really offends me ... it is humour for God's sake! And if folks find certain humour offensive switch the channel, or vote with your feet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the case of what I saw on FB, which was on the GGs last night, I simply believe this was a perfect act for a small room with a couple of hundred folks who would be semi-loaded and would be hilarious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the GGs - it was awkward. Badly thought out, and in poor taste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like having Howard Stern MC the Miss America pageant ... Oh, hang on a minute!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/gervais-over-the-line"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-8320874664482685620?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8320874664482685620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=8320874664482685620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/8320874664482685620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/8320874664482685620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/gervais-over-line.html' title='Gervais over the line'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-4877558330402730908</id><published>2011-01-16T11:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T11:04:40.217-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CBSC'/><title type='text'>CBSC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;p&gt;Recently the CBSC pronounced that the Dire Strait's tune Money for Nothing was affectively banned.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Folks have been trying to ban everything from music, to books, to smoking, to drumming. Yeah, true, there was actually a ban on drumming in Victoria when I lived there - NO, I did not cause that to happen!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In going to the CBSC site to check this out, I noticed a picture in the left-hand corner that changed when I went to different pages - I will not go into the bad idea this is from a content, design and strategy standpoint, liking it to showing spinning globes as a representation of GLOBAL, or the picture of a hand shake as a graphic depiction of BUSINESS, but I will point out the FACT that in Canada 83% of the population (Stats Canada) is non-visible minority. That leaves 17% of the population as visible minority.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So I did some checking - I see there is a selection of 13 jpgs (That I could tell.). I downloaded all I could - &amp;nbsp;#9 will not come up, so I do not know what it is - could be a corrupt file.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Here are the selections that look like stock photos - from the CBSC site&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2011-01-16/hDjqIkomjwhDCIcDlfFGFcpaCDIawBxDGGvhEdiBDHwwbdIofzyHDypHIzDJ/CBSC.jpg.scaled1000.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2011-01-16/hDjqIkomjwhDCIcDlfFGFcpaCDIawBxDGGvhEdiBDHwwbdIofzyHDypHIzDJ/CBSC.jpg.scaled500.jpg" width="500" height="392"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On their site I quote ...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Recognizing that every person has the right to full and equal recognition and to enjoy certain fundamental rights and freedoms, broadcasters shall ensure that their programming contains no abusive or unduly discriminatory material or comment which is based on matters of race, national or ethnic origin, colour, religion, age, sex, sexual orientation, marital status or physical or mental disability.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well, this got me thinking ... this is not representative of Canada (full and equal) - regardless of the missing image.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And, although not an expert of the ODA (Ontarians with Disabilities Act) I am familiar with it and I am not sure that the CBSC site complies? All that java, the pdfs and no images ALT tagged that I could find?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, the logic here tells me if they are going to be the watchdog and are going to proclaim things unsuitable should they maybe start by looking at their site which I find unsuitable, marginalizing and not representative of Canada as a whole?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/cbsc"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-4877558330402730908?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4877558330402730908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=4877558330402730908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/4877558330402730908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/4877558330402730908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2011/01/cbsc.html' title='CBSC'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-8577847131590803893</id><published>2010-12-24T08:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T08:07:47.809-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Trebuchet MS, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 8px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 8px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;At this time of year we gather with friends and family and celebrate the holidays in so many different ways.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1degree.typepad.com/.a/6a00e54f9c23f288330147e0fc3fa5970b-pi" style="float: right;"&gt;&lt;img title="IStock_000010911941XSmall" class="asset asset-image at-xid-6a00e54f9c23f288330147e0fc3fa5970b" src="http://1degree.typepad.com/.a/6a00e54f9c23f288330147e0fc3fa5970b-120wi" alt="IStock_000010911941XSmall" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 5px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This time of year, for me at least, is a time to conjure up some great memories ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One memory sticks with me forever - it was probably my best Christmas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was around 10 years old and during the commotion around our house I snuck out during the day when all the adults were fussing over the dinner preparations.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Presents had been opened in the morning and the day's guests had yet to arrive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;With my skates draped over my shoulder, my hockey gloves, a new stick and a puck I walked to an outdoor rink up the street.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was the most perfect winter day. Overcast, but not dull. A little snow on the ground, but not too much, December cold, but not so cold you couldn't enjoy yourself outside for hours and there was not a soul around.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The rink was empty. It was all mine. The ice was new and untouched. I remember being out there for hours. Skating like a little fiend, pretending to be Bobby Hull making break-aways and booming (At least in my mind!) slap shots past an imaginary goalie to win the final game for the Stanley Cup. Rushing up and down the ice, round the back of the net, speeding down the wings, stopping kicking up lots of ice, and hearing the sounds of blades on ice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I remember enjoying that moment for what it was. A true gift.&amp;nbsp; It is my fondest of Christmas memories.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All the best for this Holiday Season and a very Happy and Prosperous New Year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peace.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1degree.typepad.com/.a/6a00e54f9c23f288330148c70595e7970c-pi"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/merry-christmas"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-8577847131590803893?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8577847131590803893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=8577847131590803893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/8577847131590803893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/8577847131590803893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-1978875225642987994</id><published>2010-12-18T16:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T16:42:55.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Accd to 680 NEWS Craigslist has removed prostitution ads in most Cdn cities except Halifax - reminds me of story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;A young man fell head over heels in love with a young woman. He was so smitten, he proposed right away. She said "We don't know each other. In fact we know nothing about each other!" But he was persistent. &lt;p /&gt; But he was determined and she relented - they got married right away. &lt;p /&gt; They went on a beautiful honeymoon in the islands and one morning they were sitting by the pool. The new husband got up and climbed to the highest diving board and leapt off performing a perfect Swan Dive. He jumped out of the pool, climbed back up and proceeded to nail a Triple Back Somersault. He then went up again and did a Triple Twisting Jack-knife. &lt;p /&gt; He came back to his lounger and toweled himself off. &lt;p /&gt; "That was amazing!!!" said the new bride! &lt;p /&gt; "Oh, thanks... I was an olympic diver - I did OK actually, won a couple of medals." &lt;p /&gt; She was amazed. So pleased. &lt;p /&gt; A few moments later the new bride got up and dove into the pool and started doing laps. The husband no stranger to aquatic excellence watched as she did freestyle, butterfly strokes, breast strokes and back strokes plowing through the water. She must have done 50 lengths with no effort at all. &lt;p /&gt; When she came out of the pool the husband was beaming! "Well," he said "I can see you also were a top level competitor! Excellent technique!" &lt;p /&gt; "Oh, no" she stated "I was never a competitive swimmer, I was a hooker in Halifax and worked both sides of the harbor." &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/accd-to-680-news-craigslist-has-removed-prost"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-1978875225642987994?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1978875225642987994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=1978875225642987994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/1978875225642987994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/1978875225642987994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/accd-to-680-news-craigslist-has-removed.html' title='Accd to 680 NEWS Craigslist has removed prostitution ads in most Cdn cities except Halifax - reminds me of story'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-2859852192159931729</id><published>2010-12-15T00:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T00:10:24.465-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Speaker Wiki</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="sw_3"&gt;&lt;div id="sw_content_3"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://speakerwiki.org/speakers/Peter_Mosley"&gt;Peter Mosley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a alt="Peter Mosley Reviews" href="http://speakerwiki.org/speakers/Peter_Mosley/reviews"&gt;Peter Mosley Reviews&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://speakerwiki.org/Advertising"&gt;Advertising Speakers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://speakerwiki.org/Canada/Ontario/Toronto"&gt;Toronto, Canada Speakers&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://speakerwiki.org/Social_Networking"&gt;Social Networking Speakers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://speakerwiki.org/Strategy"&gt;Strategy Speakers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://speakerwiki.org/Marketing"&gt;Marketing Speakers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://speakerwiki.org/Keynote"&gt;Keynote Speakers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;powered by &lt;a href="http://speakerwiki.org/"&gt;Speaker Wiki&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;document.getElementById('sw_content_3').style.visibility = 'hidden';window.onload = function() {var s = document.createElement('script');s.type = 'text/javascript';s.async = true;s.src = 'http://api.speakerwiki.org/speakers/Peter_Mosley/lanyard/embed?v=3';var x = document.getElementsByTagName('script')[0];x.parentNode.insertBefore(s, x);}&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-2859852192159931729?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2859852192159931729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=2859852192159931729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/2859852192159931729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/2859852192159931729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/speaker-wiki_15.html' title='Speaker Wiki'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-8180980819614499879</id><published>2010-12-13T00:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T00:03:59.125-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Speaker Wiki</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;  &lt;a href="http://speakerwiki.org/speakers/Peter_Mosley"&gt;Peter Mosley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://speakerwiki.org/speakers/Peter_Mosley/reviews"&gt;Peter Mosley Reviews&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://speakerwiki.org/Advertising"&gt;Advertising Speakers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://speakerwiki.org/Canada/Ontario/Toronto"&gt;Toronto, Canada Speakers&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://speakerwiki.org/Social_Networking"&gt;Social Networking Speakers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://speakerwiki.org/Strategy"&gt;Strategy Speakers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://speakerwiki.org/Marketing"&gt;Marketing Speakers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://speakerwiki.org/Keynote"&gt;Keynote Speakers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;powered by &lt;a href="http://speakerwiki.org"&gt;Speaker Wiki&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/speaker-wiki"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-8180980819614499879?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8180980819614499879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=8180980819614499879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/8180980819614499879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/8180980819614499879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/speaker-wiki.html' title='Speaker Wiki'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-2685344149923163070</id><published>2010-12-06T21:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T21:31:46.589-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation, frustration and sadly no hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;Well, it isn't really as bad as it sounds, but it is without a doubt - stupid. &lt;p /&gt; I want to get away for Christmas. Sounds simple. I don't do Christmas. And everyone here is away anyhow! &lt;p /&gt; I have a routine that I like - generally in February, round my birthday - grab a flight to Orlando, book a rental car and stop in at one of the coupon stores on Bronson Hwy - book a hotel for a few days, see what the weather is and take it from there. If it is nice play a bunch of golf in Kissimmee or drive til it gets warm. &lt;p /&gt; I have done this a half dozen times. I really like it - it suits me. &lt;p /&gt; Well, I thought repeating this say from the 20th of December to the first week in Jan would be a snap. &lt;p /&gt; No. &lt;p /&gt; First, flights are scarce. Lots of deals - til you try and book em. Second the 150/week rental car I generally grab in February is (Get ready for this) $1500 - $2500 a week. Fuck that. Oh and that is for the cheapest car. I did contact a service can get me a car for like 750. But subject to availability and cannot guarantee this for when I arrive ... sheeeesh. &lt;p /&gt; Hey, I don't want to buy the car just rent it. &lt;p /&gt; Now, after that sticker shock I start to look for all-inclusives. Nope. Not for a single. DBL occupancy only. &lt;p /&gt; Ok so I search for singles vacations. OHMIGOD! Nope - I am definitely NOT going on a cougar-fest on some boat or worse at some enclave where I would be trying to scale the walls for my life. &lt;p /&gt; So... &lt;p /&gt; Option 1 - hop in the Purple Haze and drive somewhere. Where? No clue. &lt;p /&gt; Option 2 - be placed in stasis until after the New Year and the rates come back to earth. &lt;p /&gt; Option 3 - stay put and work. &lt;p /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;If buying paint were like renting a car ... &lt;p /&gt; Me: I need a gallon of latex off white please. &lt;p /&gt; Paint Dude: Sure that will be 12.95 - but when are you planning to paint? &lt;p /&gt; Me: Dec 20 &lt;p /&gt; Paint Dude: Oh, well that will be 89.50 .... Oh and how many people will be painting? &lt;p /&gt; Me: Oh just me &lt;p /&gt; Paint Dude: Oh, that will be an additional 65 dollars &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/vacation-frustration-and-sadly-no-hope"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-2685344149923163070?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2685344149923163070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=2685344149923163070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/2685344149923163070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/2685344149923163070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/vacation-frustration-and-sadly-no-hope.html' title='Vacation, frustration and sadly no hope'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-6679732441467024035</id><published>2010-12-04T21:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T21:07:51.457-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All set</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;Sound check done. Ready to start. Sent from my iPhone &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/all-set"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-6679732441467024035?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6679732441467024035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=6679732441467024035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/6679732441467024035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/6679732441467024035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/all-set.html' title='All set'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-584650699151359466</id><published>2010-12-04T17:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T17:33:08.829-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Timely</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;img src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/mose/4qnq8QKzqtY1z93ajXXzojQSEIXjfAt2uDBsvdqMIP5foUHSBiVEIRGXSFFE/QMRpX.jpg" width="320" height="208"/&gt;  &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/timely"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-584650699151359466?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/584650699151359466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=584650699151359466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/584650699151359466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/584650699151359466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/12/timely.html' title='Timely'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-5594027846182705583</id><published>2010-11-16T16:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T16:44:17.725-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird day. Why not wrap it up and finish it off with one of my favorite jokes ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;An oldie, but a goodie...&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 19px;"&gt;A salesman goes up to a house and knocks on the front door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: Times New Roman; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: black;"&gt;It's opened by a cute little ten year-old boy who has a lighted&amp;nbsp;cigar in one hand, a glass of whiskey in the other wearing shades and a&lt;br /&gt;Penthouse magazine tucked under his arm.&lt;p /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: maroon;"&gt;Salesman:&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hello son. Is your mom or dad home ?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; font-size: 12pt; font-family: Times New Roman; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: black;"&gt;Little boy:&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"What the fuck do you think?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/weird-day-why-not-wrap-it-up-and-finish-it-of"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-5594027846182705583?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5594027846182705583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=5594027846182705583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/5594027846182705583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/5594027846182705583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/11/weird-day-why-not-wrap-it-up-and-finish.html' title='Weird day. Why not wrap it up and finish it off with one of my favorite jokes ...'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-6135308211179522865</id><published>2010-11-15T10:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T10:42:27.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mitch under da lights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/mose/mSaxQrsSc0WadOzVmMsMaFtlQAF49Ar58UniX727ofmmu2ZpnZf6EQEGTHx9/photo.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/mose/4p71zNcWegJqGlC79s3kyz3QQbIsdxOFeuRCguJTYtZMH18XnW38885PrnQZ/photo.jpg.scaled.500.jpg" width="480" height="640"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPhone&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/mitch-under-da-lights"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-6135308211179522865?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6135308211179522865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=6135308211179522865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/6135308211179522865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/6135308211179522865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/11/mitch-under-da-lights.html' title='Mitch under da lights'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-910925747650336512</id><published>2010-11-13T12:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T12:57:26.985-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Model trains at BD party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;Best place for a lad's BD party&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/mose/40NGR39VcwGlFRHFoYNMA414L1eWyaIatLk9iVi2CP9e9962U7h4ReDJvU9L/photo.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/mose/VNXsKG8Bz6Ysmq4M9TfAOL9XanYK3XNDxQaGIqWKPfQLUxhM9tvKS0115LTo/photo.jpg.scaled.500.jpg" width="480" height="640"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPhone&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/model-trains-at-bd-party"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-910925747650336512?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/910925747650336512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=910925747650336512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/910925747650336512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/910925747650336512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/11/model-trains-at-bd-party.html' title='Model trains at BD party'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-8535036570600376081</id><published>2010-11-13T12:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T12:11:40.999-05:00</updated><title type='text'>G2 Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/mose/8HjLTQnS6Yrg7bHlBcK0cs6i3n4Pa0tbS7cQ8PZ0mNmcjF4Xyci3WAUZOQcq/photo.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/mose/oPr2LMA2qvhSAxIQfK4QedRTRjF2LJTRZCBYGqA9vVvLU8QSoPbgLn2ioZUE/photo.jpg.scaled.500.jpg" width="480" height="640"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPhone&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/g2-birthday-party"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-8535036570600376081?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8535036570600376081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=8535036570600376081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/8535036570600376081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/8535036570600376081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/11/g2-birthday-party.html' title='G2 Birthday Party'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-3433893918470997936</id><published>2010-11-11T13:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T13:28:13.414-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Customer satisfaction re the Alaska Airlines incident @armano</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;I just read an article on Alaska Airways fiasco(ish) with a dissatisfied customer you can read it here&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://bit.ly/aZQMDn"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline ; color: #2552a4;"&gt;http://bit.ly/aZQMDn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - started me thinkin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;Recently, I gave a keynote and one of the main topics in the speech was how this thing called the Net and Social Media has caused us to lose some of the history of communications, business best practices and well, some common sense. I started this thought process reading Malcolm Gladwell's piece online in the New Yorker here is the article called&amp;nbsp;Small Change -&amp;nbsp;Why the revolution will not be tweeted. (&lt;a href="http://nyr.kr/d9cLVn"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline ; color: #2552a4;"&gt;http://nyr.kr/d9cLVn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;). Nice read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;The following is a tried and true precis on Customer Service and Quality. If you have taken any management courses this is pretty much 101 stuff. That being said the SM world may not have been privy to this. The way you treat a customer complaint is taught in most reputable retail stores. People complain. It is the job of the employee to deal with it tactfully, efficiently and effectively.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;I see a lot of this online handling - or mishandling - of complaints and wonder if any of the social media folks who are representing companies online have ever had the basic training?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;The following provides some guidelines for a &amp;nbsp;Quality Programme as determined through customer satisfaction.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Determine customer requirements&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;How does the company learn what its customers really want?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;What market segments or niches does it aim at, and how does it learn about them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;This is the first step in achieving customer satisfaction. Analysis are structured to obtain information that is as specific as possible to particular product or service feature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Manage the customer relationship&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;As a world class organization your philosophy has to hinge on the relationship rather than the sale. And with a track record of stable client retention you are probably doing this. However, as most things in life we can improve on each aspect of our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Establish standards of customer service&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;Service standards must be well thought out, objective, measurable levels of performance that define quality for overall service levels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Make a commitment to the customers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;By avoiding lip-service to phrases like “Quality &amp;amp; Customer Oriented” and providing a binding commitment towards customer satisfaction we establish long term security and growth. “We mean business!” must be built into every customer touchpoint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Resolve complaints for quality improvements&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;Complaints are regarded as opportunities to gather more information and make improvements. Opportunities to learn and improve the systems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;D&lt;b&gt;etermine customer satisfaction&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;Through Continuous Improvement (C.I.) Programmes the level and measuring stick for customer satisfaction is constantly evaluated to assure the consistent meeting of requirements.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Compare customer satisfaction results&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;By charting the results of measurement data, the company determines its strengths and weaknesses on an on going basis. C.I. is the key to growth. In addition, the successes that are tracked are invaluable. A “Customer is King” ideology is the key to the future. Getting to know the customer, what they want, deliver it on time and in good order is the linchpin of the quality management plan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;To be a true service directed and quality organization, we have to recognize that people and companies: “Can and do expect to get things right.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;By being close to the customer and addressing each sales/service customer contact as a solution to the specific customer problem we can expect to achieve a positive positioning in your customers’ minds as the leading supplier to meet their needs. This is the true added value equation. Starting with a marketing document, or business plan will assure a groundwork for a quality management organization. “If you fail to plan, you plan to fail.” We are working on that. There will be more defined long range and short range planning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;More companies are recognizing the benefits of ensuring that every member of the company know what the organization is trying to achieve and the reasons why these goals are important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;Goals must be Specific, Measurable, Attainable, Realistic, Tangible. (S.M.A.R.T.) There must be company benefits from achieving set goals and the individual managers and their staff must reap personal benefits. In identifying the goals, the internal and external obstacles and their solutions and/or alternatives should be mapped out. Along with this goal setting is a well defined action step program and the appropriate method of tracking progress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;By tracking accomplished goals this, in effect, becomes the individual’s trophy case. The critical factor to the growth and future success of your people. It is a belief that:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ideas create attitudes that prompt&amp;nbsp; actions that deliver results.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;I strongly believe you can’t manage people, you can only manage their committments.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/customer-satisfaction-re-the-alaska-airlines"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-3433893918470997936?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3433893918470997936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=3433893918470997936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/3433893918470997936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/3433893918470997936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/11/customer-satisfaction-re-alaska.html' title='Customer satisfaction re the Alaska Airlines incident @armano'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-5169778567124899684</id><published>2010-10-18T00:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T00:48:11.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Class action suit - is this true? (I aready checked Snopes = nuthin there?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;received in my inbox ...&lt;p /&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;United States District Court For the Western District of Washington&lt;br /&gt;In re Classmates.com Consolidated Litigation, Case No. 09-cv-0045-RAJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUPPLEMENTAL NOTICE OF PROPOSED CLASS ACTION SETTLEMENT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TO:&amp;nbsp;ALL MEMBERS OF THE SETTLEMENT CLASS AND SETTLEMENT SUBCLASS, AS DEFINED IN THIS NOTICE&lt;p /&gt;PLEASE READ THIS NOTICE CAREFULLY AND IN ITS ENTIRETY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.	WHY DID I GET THIS SUPPLEMENTAL NOTICE OF SETTLEMENT?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p /&gt;The purpose of this Supplemental Notice is to inform you of a new deadline for objecting to Class Counsel’s request to the Court for an attorneys’ fee award in connection with the proposed settlement (the “Settlement”) that has been reached in the consolidated class action lawsuit entitled&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;In re Classmates.com Consolidated Litigation&lt;/em&gt;, United States District Court for the Western District of Washington, Case No. 09-cv-0045-RAJ (the “Litigation”). Furthermore, this Supplemental Notice is to inform you about the reduction in the attorneys’ fee award sought by Class Counsel from $1.3 million to $1.05 million, and the additional&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;cy pres&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;contribution of $500,000 that will be made by Defendants to a charity to be approved by the Court in addition to all of the other benefits set forth in the Settlement, including the Injunctive Relief Terms that are set forth at the end of this Supplemental Notice. Finally, this Supplemental Notice is to inform y! ou that&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;the Court has rescheduled the Final Approval Hearing for the Settlement from October 27, 2010 to December 16, 2010.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;DO NOT APPEAR IN COURT ON OCTOBER 27, 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.	WHAT IS THIS LAWSUIT ABOUT?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p /&gt;In this Litigation, Plaintiffs assert class action claims against Classmates Online, Inc., Classmates Media Corporation, and United Online, Inc. (“Defendants”). Complaints filed in the action allege, among other things, that Defendants sent e-mail messages to subscribers of&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.classmates.com/"&gt;www.classmates.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;that were in violation of the law and engaged in conduct that had the potential to violate&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.classmates.com/"&gt;www.classmates.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;users' privacy rights. Defendants have denied and continue to deny Plaintiffs’ allegations and maintain that Defendants have not engaged in any wrongful conduct. Defendants also contend that the Litigation is not suitable for class action treatment. Defendants have nevertheless concluded that it is in their best interests that this Litigation be resolved subject to and on the terms and conditions set forth in the Settlement.&lt;p /&gt;This Settlement is the result of arm’s-length negotiations between Plaintiffs in the Litigation, individually and on behalf of the Settlement Class and Settlement Subclass, and Defendants. Both sides agree that, in light of the risks and expenses associated with continued litigation, this Settlement is fair and appropriate under the circumstances. Plaintiffs further believe that this Settlement is in the best interests of the Settlement Class and Settlement Subclass. Please be advised that the United States District Court for the Western District of Washington has not ruled on the merits of Plaintiffs’ claims or Defendants’ defenses and, therefore, you should not make any assumptions about the strengths or weaknesses of the claims or defenses in the Litigation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.	WHO IS COVERED BY THE SETTLEMENT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For settlement purposes, the parties have stipulated to the certification of a Settlement Class and a Settlement Subclass, as defined below.&lt;p /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Settlement Class”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;All Persons, excluding Settlement Subclass members, residing in the United States who were registered with or subscribed to&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.classmates.com/"&gt;www.classmates.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;at any time between October 30, 2004 and April 19, 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Settlement Subclass”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;All Persons residing in the United States who registered with or subscribed to&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.classmates.com/"&gt;www.classmates.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;between January 1, 2007 and April 19, 2010 and who paid for a Gold Membership subscription to&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.classmates.com/"&gt;www.classmates.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(and did not previously receive a refund of such payment) as a result of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Upgrading to a Gold Membership through the process on Classmates.com of seeking to see who visited their Guestbook; or&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Upgrading to a Gold Membership after clicking on a link to Classmates.com in a Guestbook email, or Connections email that included a Guestbook subject line, and upgrading to a Gold Membership within the same session activated by clicking on that link or within the same day of clicking on that link; or&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Upgrading to a Gold Membership within the same day of receiving a Guestbook email or Connections email that included a Guestbook subject line.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;You are receiving this Supplemental Notice because you have been identified from Defendants’ records as a potential Settlement Class or Settlement Subclass member. There is no overlap between the membership of the Settlement Class and the Settlement Subclass. If you have any questions regarding this Supplemental Notice, please contact the Classmates Settlement Administrator at the address listed in Section 10 below.&lt;p /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.	DO I HAVE A LAWYER IN THIS CASE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Court has authorized the following lawyers to represent you and other Settlement Class and Settlement Subclass members:&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;KELLER ROHRBACK L.L.P&lt;br /&gt;Mark A. Griffin&lt;br /&gt;Amy Williams-Derry&lt;br /&gt;1201 Third Avenue, Suite 3200&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Seattle, Washington 98101&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;KABATECK BROWN KELLNER L.L.P.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Richard L. Kellner&lt;br /&gt;644 South Figueroa Street&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Los Angeles, California 90017&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These lawyers are called “Class Counsel.” You will not be charged for these lawyers’ fees. If you want to be represented by your own lawyer, you may hire one at your own expense.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.	HOW WILL CLASS COUNSEL BE PAID?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Class Counsel will ask the Court for attorneys’ fees and costs to be paid in conjunction with this Settlement. The original Settlement provided that Defendants agreed not to oppose Class Counsel’s request to the Court for attorneys’ fees up to $1.3 million, plus costs. This aspect of the Settlement has been amended so that Defendants have agreed not to oppose Class Counsel’s request to the Court for attorneys’ fees up to $1.05 million plus costs. Costs may include participation awards of up to $2,500 for each of the two Lead Plaintiffs. Fees and costs that are awarded by the Court will be paid by Defendants separately and will not affect your entitlement to benefits under this Settlement. You will not be obligated to pay any attorneys’ fees or costs as a Settlement Class or Settlement Subclass member, nor will any award of attorneys’ fees, costs, or participation awards by the Court reduce the amount of Settlement benefit available to Settlement Class o! r Settlement Subclass members. In addition, the Settlement has been amended to provide for a&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;cy pres&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;payment of $500,000 to a charity to be approved by the Court in addition to all of the other benefits set forth in the Settlement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A copy of Plaintiffs’ Motion For Award Of Attorneys’ Fees And Costs And Participation Awards To The Class Representatives (“Fee Request”), including a detailed accounting of the time and expenses spent by Class Counsel on the Litigation, will be filed with the Court by October 12, 2010, and will be available at the following website: WWW.CMEMAILSETTLEMENT.COM.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.	CAN I TELL THE COURT THAT I DON’T LIKE THE FEE REQUEST?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you are a Settlement Class or Settlement Subclass member, and you have not previously requested exclusion from the Settlement Class or Settlement Subclass, you may object to the Fee Request if you like. The Court will consider your views. To object to the Fee Request, you must file with the Court a written notice of intent to object. The written notice of intent to object must contain a caption that includes&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;In re Classmates.com Consolidated Litigation&lt;/em&gt;, Case No. 09-cv-0045. The written notice of intent to object to the Fee Request must also include your name, address, telephone number, your signature, and must state whether you intend to appear at the Final Approval Hearing. If you are represented by counsel, your written notice of intent to object must also include the name, address, bar number and telephone number of your counsel, and state whether your counsel intends to appear at the Final Approval Hearing. If you are represented by counsel and your ! counsel intends to speak at the Final Approval Hearing, the written notice of intent to object must also contain: (a) a detailed statement of the specific legal and factual basis for each and every objection; and (b) a detailed description of any and all evidence you may offer at the Final Approval Hearing, including copies of any and all exhibits that you may introduce.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you previously filed an objection with the Court to any other provision of the Settlement Agreement, you do not need to re-file your objection. The Court will consider your objection at the Final Approval Hearing. The deadline for filing all other objections has passed. Only file an objection now if you object to the Fee Request.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You must file your written notice of intent to object to the Fee Request with the Clerk of the Court no later than November 19, 2010. You must also mail the objection to Class Counsel and to Defense Counsel by First Class U.S. Mail, postmarked no later than November 19, 2010. The addresses for the Court, Class Counsel, and Defense Counsel are below.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="279"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE COURT&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;p /&gt;The Honorable Richard A. Jones&lt;br /&gt;U.S. Courthouse&lt;br /&gt;700 Stewart Street, Suite 13128&lt;br /&gt;Seattle, WA 98101&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="305"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLASS COUNSEL&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;p /&gt;KELLER ROHRBACK L.L.P.&lt;br /&gt;Mark. A. Griffin&lt;br /&gt;Amy Williams-Derry&lt;br /&gt;1201 Third Avenue, Suite 3200&lt;br /&gt;Seattle, WA 98101&lt;p align="left"&gt;KABATECK BROWN KELLNER L.L.P.&lt;br /&gt;Richard L. Kellner&lt;br /&gt;644 South Figueroa Street&lt;br /&gt;Los Angeles, CA 90017&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="257"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DEFENSE COUNSEL&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;p /&gt;DLA PIPER LLP (US)&lt;br /&gt;Stellman Keehnel&lt;br /&gt;Russ Wuehler&lt;br /&gt;701 Fifth Avenue, Suite 7000&lt;br /&gt;Seattle, WA 98104&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.	WHEN AND WHERE WILL THE COURT DECIDE WHETHER TO APPROVE THE SETTLEMENT AND THE FEE REQUEST?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Court will hold a hearing to decide whether to approve the Settlement and Fee Request. You may attend, and you may ask to speak, but there is no requirement that you do so.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Court will hold a Final Approval Hearing on December 16, 2010, at 1:30 p.m.&lt;/strong&gt;, at the United States District Court, Western District of Washington, before the Honorable Richard A. Jones, Courtroom 13128, 700 Stewart Street, Seattle, Washington 98101. Previously, the Final Approval Hearing was scheduled for October 27, 2010. This date was postponed to provide members of the Settlement Class and the Settlement Subclass with an additional opportunity to object to the Fee Request.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At the newly scheduled Final Approval Hearing, the Court will consider whether the Settlement is fair, reasonable, and adequate to the Settlement Class and Settlement Subclass, as well as Class Counsel’s Fee Request. The Court will consider any objections made according to the procedures described above. You cannot speak at the hearing if you have previously excluded yourself from the Settlement. After the hearing, the Court will decide whether to approve the Settlement and how much to award Class Counsel in attorneys’ fees and expenses. It is not known how long those decisions will take.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.	DO I HAVE TO ATTEND THE HEARING?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No. Class Counsel will answer questions that the Court may have. But, you are welcome to attend at your own expense. If you send an objection, you don’t have to come to the Final Approval Hearing to talk about it. As long as you mailed your written objection on time, the Court will consider it. You may also pay your own lawyer to attend, but it is not necessary.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.	WHAT IF I PREVIOUSLY FILED A CLAIM OR OBJECTION, OR IF I EXCLUDED MYSELF FROM THE SETTLEMENT?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you previously filed a claim or objection, you do not need to re-file your claim or objection. The Court will consider all previously filed objections at the Final Approval Hearing. If the Settlement is approved by the Court, all claimants will receive the benefit for which they previously submitted a claim. Similarly, if you previously excluded yourself from the Settlement, you are still excluded and need to do nothing further.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.	ARE THERE MORE DETAILS ABOUT THE SETTLEMENT AND FEE REQUEST?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes. If you would like more information concerning the Litigation or the Settlement and the amendment to the Settlement, or the Fee Request, you should inspect the complete settlement documents, papers and pleadings filed in the Litigation. You may also learn more about this Settlement by contacting the Settlement Administrator at:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In re Classmates.com Consolidated Litigation&lt;br /&gt;c/o The Garden City Group, Inc.&lt;br /&gt;P.O. Box 9481&lt;br /&gt;Dublin, OH 43017-4581&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Additionally, information about this Settlement and the Fee Request is available at the following website: WWW.CMEMAILSETTLEMENT.COM.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLEASE DO NOT CALL THE COURT, THE CLERK, CLASSMATES ONLINE, INC., CLASSMATES MEDIA CORPORATION, OR UNITED ONLINE, INC.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Injunctive Relief Terms&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;For a period of two years starting with entry of an order and judgment granting final approval of the settlement, Classmates will be enjoined to do the following:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;To the extent that Classmates continues to use the term “guestbook” in connection with the existing guestbook feature, it will not use this term on a stand-alone basis, but will instead call it “Classmates® Guestbook”. In addition, the Classmates® Guestbook webpage will contain a hyperlink titled “What’s This?” or some other language indicating an opportunity to learn more about the Classmates® Guestbook feature. When a member clicks on this hyperlink, it will take that member to a pop-up window or landing page that explains how the Classmates® Guestbook feature works, including how Classmates® Guestbook names are left behind (either manually when the other member’s Classmates® Guestbook setting is on “quiet” mode or automatically when the other member’s Classmates® Guestbook setting is on “normal” mode) and that, because members’ profiles can be viewed by all members of Classmates.com, other members who have left their names behind! may not be people that the visited member knows or who belong to one of that member’s affiliations.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In either the Terms of Service or Privacy Policy, the Classmates® Guestbook feature will be clearly explained (in the same way as it is explained in the pop-up window in #1 above).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Classmates will improve the Help area of the website to explain the Classmates® Guestbook feature in the same way that it is described in #1 above and to explain how members can manage their email subscriptions.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Classmates will revise its Privacy Policy to clearly explain that certain emails Classmates sends to it members contain links that check for existing Classmates cookies on a member’s computer and, if no authentication cookie is found, will set such a cookie so that the member can be logged into the site without the need to enter a password. The policy will further explain, therefore, that members should not forward the emails they receive from Classmates to anyone else and should keep them secure. The Privacy Policy will also fully explain what a “cookie” is and how cookies are used in the internet context. The policy will explain that by visiting Classmates.com and not opting out of the use of cookies (by affirmatively clicking a link stating that the computer should not remember the user), the user consents to the addition of a “cookie” on the computer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In every email that Classmates sends that contains a cookie as described above, the footer will contain the following language: “TO PROTECT YOUR PRIVACY, DO NOT FORWARD THIS EMAIL TO ANYONE NOT AUTHORIZED BY YOU TO ACCESS YOUR CLASSMATES.COM PROFILE.” After that statement, there will be a link that says “For more information, see our Privacy Policy”, with “Privacy Policy” being a hyperlink that will take the member to the Privacy Policy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On every member’s profile page, there will be a link that says “Not [name]?” or other similar language. When a member clicks that link, it will take the members to a page that states, “If you are not the person to whom the account you are currently logged into belongs, you may be in violation of Classmates.com’s Privacy Policy and/or Terms of Service, and you may be violating the privacy rights of another individual. Classmates.com does not permit the unauthorized use of member profiles and may prosecute or assist in the prosecution of any unauthorized privacy violations.” The member will also be given the opportunity to logout of the site, with the option to have the member’s password remembered or not remembered on that computer, along with a warning that the member should choose the option to not have the member’s password remembered if the computer is publicly available or shared with others.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt;"&gt;The United States District Court for the Western District of Washington has ordered this email notice be sent. If you wish to UNSUBSCRIBE from future email messages from the Settlement Administrator with regard to this settlement, please reply to:&lt;a href="mailto:Unsubscribe@cmemailsettlement.com?subject=Unsubscribe"&gt;Unsubscribe@cmemailsettlement.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;from the email address to which this notice was sent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/class-action-suit-is-this-true-i-aready-check"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-5169778567124899684?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5169778567124899684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=5169778567124899684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/5169778567124899684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/5169778567124899684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/class-action-suit-is-this-true-i-aready.html' title='Class action suit - is this true? (I aready checked Snopes = nuthin there?)'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-7370458355092988834</id><published>2010-10-13T15:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T15:55:51.862-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Still my favorite SM video</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZKCdexz5RQ8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZKCdexz5RQ8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/still-my-favorite-sm-video"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-7370458355092988834?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7370458355092988834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=7370458355092988834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/7370458355092988834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/7370458355092988834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/still-my-favorite-sm-video.html' title='Still my favorite SM video'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-4293999902926429487</id><published>2010-10-12T13:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T13:08:14.385-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More than a wee bit confused?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;I came across this list on Twitter ... &lt;p /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.incomediary.com/50-top-bloggers/#comment-60557"&gt;http://www.incomediary.com/50-top-bloggers/#comment-60557&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p /&gt; It is a list of the Top 50 most influential Bloggers. Well, first off never heard of them (Most of them.) That got me thinking! &lt;p /&gt; I poked around the list and went to a bunch of sites, sat through the video spiels, the boasts, the brags like a Tony Robbin's festival but with bad sets ... Oh and not as great teeth as TR! &lt;p /&gt; Most went something like ... &lt;p /&gt; 'I have made millions helping people.' ' I am a multi-millionaire.' 'Here is how you can get 100,000 subscribers!' etc etc and on and on and so forth. Yoiks! &lt;p /&gt; OK. So I have some questions. Why are there no Canadians on the list? At least none I saw? (There might be but cannot stomach going through this again!) There are Yanks, Brits and some Australians. Is it that we Canucks are not easily fooled? Is it that we Canucks are too busy with other MLM Tom-foolery? Or is it, as I suppose, we are just plain smarter than all the yokels that have signed up to this flotsam and jetsam? Or as I postulate below we are not in the same dire straights as our neighbors to the south? &lt;p /&gt; What about the suckers who have, in fact, bought in to all this? I want to hear from the thousands and thousands of people (allegedly) that signed up or bought this stuff.I was going to say snake oil, but it would be unkind to snake oil! Also, I guess I am tres old school. If something is too good to be true, it generally is. &lt;p /&gt;  Did it work? Are you millionaires now? So Slick, how did THAT work for ya? &lt;p /&gt; Now, there are a couple of folks here on this list I have heard of and I think I know what they are doing. Writing some books, doing lectures and making money, telling folks how to make money, by telling folks how to make money. Fine. Sure why the hell not. &lt;p /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;As the saying goes ... There's a sucker born every minute" P. T. Barnum &lt;p /&gt; But, and a very, very big BUT ... Where's the BEEF! &lt;p /&gt; Recently, I watched Julie &amp; Julia, about a blogger who strikes it rich, which seems to have spawned umpteen thousand copycats Blogging and HOPING upon all hopes that they too will be discovered. Much like the kid who has dreams of makin it to the bigs (You pick ... baseball, hockey, golf, basketball.) and thereby finding the instant win ticket to fame, celebrity, money and a short cut out of the morass they are in which translates to getting an education, getting a job, or starting a career to actually do something. That is hard work. Who wants to do THAT! Well, smart people do. &lt;p /&gt; The one underlying theme in all this is - get rich quick. Like all pyramid schemes the ONLY person that makes any money is the one who starts it. &lt;p /&gt; It would be interesting to get the real numbers, the real stories behind this BS and hear some truth. &lt;p /&gt; I think it goes something like this ... &lt;p /&gt; 'I am out of work. I was laid off, fired, down-sized or whatever and cannot get back into the work place. I have a puter and access to the Net - maybe there is something I can do?' &lt;p /&gt; Yep, get duped! &lt;p /&gt; Now, in the States there have been millions and millions of people laid off. It is criminal. But what I fear and believe is that there are folks out there preying on a lot of these folks. &lt;p /&gt; Maybe this is why Canada does not seem to have this abundance of self help, get rich quick hucksters. We do not have the millions of folks at wits end trying to stop the bleeding. &lt;p /&gt; Makes my skin crawl. &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/more-than-a-wee-bit-confused"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-4293999902926429487?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4293999902926429487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=4293999902926429487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/4293999902926429487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/4293999902926429487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/more-than-wee-bit-confused.html' title='More than a wee bit confused?'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-8179552177163393151</id><published>2010-10-09T20:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T20:27:02.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lying on a bed, wondering ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt; Should one have a level with them when they lie down? When you are on your bed, and your head is resting, if it is not level, do the thoughts skitter to the back and fall off? Do they tip to the front and get wedged? Do they slip to the side and lodge themselves where they can be of no future use to us?&lt;p /&gt; I have always pondered this. &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/lying-on-a-bed-wondering"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-8179552177163393151?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8179552177163393151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=8179552177163393151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/8179552177163393151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/8179552177163393151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/lying-on-bed-wondering.html' title='Lying on a bed, wondering ...'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-6430210657621479301</id><published>2010-10-06T18:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T18:44:50.358-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I did a small timing test</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;I have noticed this for a while now. It is said often that a successful website should load quickly. Well, in going to The Star, CBC, Time, Mashable and a few others I noticed they took seemingly forever to load. &lt;p /&gt; So I grabbed my trusty iPhone and put em on the clock. &lt;p /&gt; Average load time 24 seconds. Obviously some were more, some were less. But none of these loaded like they should. &lt;p /&gt; Looking at the bottom of my browser messages from Double Click, Facebook, Google and a bunch of other stuff that I do not know (Star.adtechus and others) are flippin around - but no pages load. &lt;p /&gt; This is just annoying. &lt;p /&gt; Also annoying Rogers new banner that rests at the bottom of the page and scrolls down with me as I try and read. I say try cause it ie really, really annoying. &lt;p /&gt; There ya have it, a whole whack of BAD brand experiences at the same time. &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/i-did-a-small-timing-test"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-6430210657621479301?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6430210657621479301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=6430210657621479301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/6430210657621479301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/6430210657621479301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-did-small-timing-test.html' title='I did a small timing test'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-1239076913473414588</id><published>2010-10-06T13:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T13:51:12.812-04:00</updated><title type='text'>test</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;This is a teast &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/test"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-1239076913473414588?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1239076913473414588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=1239076913473414588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/1239076913473414588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/1239076913473414588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/test.html' title='test'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-5905634679877800897</id><published>2010-09-20T14:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T14:42:37.599-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Senior Wedding Top Ten ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;A friend told me about a wedding last weekend where a 60 something (second marriage) feller wed a 50 something (first marriage) gal -well, it got me riffing ... &lt;p /&gt; The Top Ten Things That Are Different About a Senior's Wedding &lt;p /&gt; #10 - Running spot checks to make sure no brides maids have broken a hip &lt;p /&gt; #9 - The walking down the aisle is changed to a Doncaster Medical electric contraption of some sort &lt;p /&gt; #8 - Planning the reception food revolves around - What goes with Jello? &lt;p /&gt; #7 - You do not throw rice - You throw Viagra! &lt;p /&gt; #6 - The bride has a support hose vs a garter ceremony &lt;p /&gt; #5 - Ring bearers are a really cute set of 46 year olds &lt;p /&gt; #4 - The Groom's grandson walks the new bride down the aisle (Would have been the groom's son but he is doing ring bearer duty) &lt;p /&gt; #3 - The gift registry is the Pharmacy at Shoppers (Mention the senior's discount code #233653) &lt;p /&gt; #2 - The bride does not toss the bouquet - she hands it over. &lt;p /&gt; And #1 - They do not have a Best Man - they have a Male Friend Still Alive &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/senior-wedding-top-ten"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-5905634679877800897?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5905634679877800897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=5905634679877800897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/5905634679877800897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/5905634679877800897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/senior-wedding-top-ten.html' title='Senior Wedding Top Ten ...'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-8390634907519756553</id><published>2010-09-12T21:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T21:40:36.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An appropriate addition.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;Bob's new duds.&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/mose/qglYng6lR3uarRfiyn9bu9qJ2lrd8s9oEaxFFdNDHtgmjH75ImiW9j9Aqb0X/photo.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/mose/TZeknoJ6zK32fhq34YnNKiGrm6cm7DBqejk4Cn3JP1QtQGxljvZkOPAjpukF/photo.jpg.scaled.500.jpg" width="480" height="640"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPhone&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/an-appropriate-addition"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-8390634907519756553?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8390634907519756553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=8390634907519756553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/8390634907519756553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/8390634907519756553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/appropriate-addition.html' title='An appropriate addition.'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-4070797815781946290</id><published>2010-09-07T18:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T18:09:29.241-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This deserved a Blog Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;I just posted this on Facebook ...&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Totally FED UP!!!!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;(Meaning DO NOT go grocery shopping hungry. DO NOT come home and whip up a dinner while starving.) .... Totally stuffed. Full stop! (But it was GOOD!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;It deserves a Blog post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 14px;"&gt;I have been away in Waterloo for most of last week and then, away all weekend in Rochester. So, looking at the refrigerator today it had mustard and an egg. There was something else in there but not sure what it once was? Note to self get rid of whatever that was! Not good.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 14px;"&gt;Anyway, I had planned the empty fridge though knowing I would be away for a while did not want to through out a bunch of food when I returned. It is a bugaboo with me - hate throwing out food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;So off I went to the grocery store to replenish my larder. Bought the usual ... eggs, milk, bread, bagels, fresh produce and fruit plus some other stuff.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;I was walking by the meat counter and there it was. A T-bone steak with my name on it. Well, it didn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 11px; font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 14px;"&gt;t really have my name on it, but they were on special. This was about 12 pounds I reckon and decided - Oh yeah! I made the mistake of going shopping whilst hungry.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;So, after my selection of the steak I went to the produce section picked up some new potatoes, fresh mushrooms and some beets and fresh dill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Of course on the way home stopped off at the LCBO and grabbed an Argentinean Malbec.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Home. Put said groceries away. And started prep. Potatoes in water. Check. Beets in pot. Check. Wine opened. Check. When the veg had cooked, tossed in dill to the potatoes and put on the steak - French Pan Fried in garlic and fresh ground pepper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Well, I am sitting here having finished said meal - waiting for the nice refined stroke to hit me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;My God it was good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/this-deserved-a-blog-post"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-4070797815781946290?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4070797815781946290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=4070797815781946290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/4070797815781946290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/4070797815781946290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/09/this-deserved-blog-post.html' title='This deserved a Blog Post'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-6548844369405192869</id><published>2010-08-26T13:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T13:10:28.082-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You know, I like to think I can do everything ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;But I know, and have known for a long time, that I do certain things OK, some very badly, some not at all ... and a few extraordinarily well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The problem is, getting other folks to recognize that same list and making sure their impressions are aligned with mine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My belief has always been that a successful person is a person who has the same self image as their outward image.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Example ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I once had a Gal working for me who was terrific. She believed that she was the most detailed person EVER! I hired her because she was resourceful, a tough competitor and a team player who made everyone on the team better. She was not what I call a detail person. We had folks on staff that did that - she was not one of them. But believed she was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily we headed that off at the pass. I recognized the trait cause I am anything BUT a detail person. I live and think at 50,000 feet. I just cannot do details. Hell, I can&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 11px;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;t even sort socks! But, I know I can&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 11px;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;t. And that is my point. Do an evaluation of what you think your strengths and weknesses are - then ask a friend, a relative or a colleague if this is how they see you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND, never hesitate to let folks know that what they are asking you is outside of your sweet spot. The lesson for today!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/you-know-i-like-to-think-i-can-do-everything"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-6548844369405192869?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6548844369405192869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=6548844369405192869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/6548844369405192869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/6548844369405192869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/you-know-i-like-to-think-i-can-do.html' title='You know, I like to think I can do everything ...'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-3471524082147124880</id><published>2010-08-10T18:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T18:54:24.618-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Joke NSFW (But neither am I)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;This has always been one of my faves... No idea why I just thought of it ... but here goes. &amp;nbsp;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little girl, eight years old, walks into a bank and goes up to the teller.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The teller peers over the edge and welcomes the little tyke. Can I help you? she asks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, says the wee girl, I wanna open a bank account.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, says the teller - how much money do you have?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The little girl says I have $275 dollars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh my, says the teller. Where did you get all that money?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, the little girl says, I live in that new area by the park where they are building all the new houses. And I go next door where the men are working and they pay me to run for water, coffee and get them all sorts of stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well good for you! says the teller. But that is quite a lot of money for a little girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The little girl blushes and says yeah ... but, it would have been a lot more money if those fucking drywallers were not always late, the fucking plumbers would do their jobs and the asshole electricians didn&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 11px;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;t fuck up all the time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/joke-nsfw-but-neither-am-i"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-3471524082147124880?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3471524082147124880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=3471524082147124880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/3471524082147124880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/3471524082147124880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/joke-nsfw-but-neither-am-i.html' title='Joke NSFW (But neither am I)'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-369260737420600841</id><published>2010-08-04T13:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T13:34:57.491-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Spiffy Blog Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;I love Doc Searles. @dsearls &lt;p /&gt;  From a Tweet of his - I assembled the following ... &lt;p /&gt; &lt;a href="http://whatthefuckismysocialmediastrategy.com/"&gt;http://whatthefuckismysocialmediastrategy.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.dack.com/web/bullshit.html"&gt;http://www.dack.com/web/bullshit.html&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p /&gt; and &lt;p /&gt; &lt;a href="http://buzzphraser.com/"&gt;http://buzzphraser.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p /&gt; (Takiing a bow before the audience and wishing I had a PowerPoint for this - here is my Bullshit Blog Post) &lt;p /&gt; The Social Media E-commerce Paradigm &lt;p /&gt; We need to Maximise the customer experience, driving engagement and bringing the brand alive! &lt;p /&gt; Through jointly backward-structural programatic service sector and a particularly dual-exclusive transferable choice leadership we see innovatively upwards-large emerging level guideline with backwardly I/O-selectable simulated developer level. &lt;p /&gt; This exclusively time-intensive logical channel context and alternatively intra-central interoperable interface of upwards-global proactive resource processing provides the following ... &lt;p /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;- e-enable compelling e-tailers &lt;br /&gt;- strategize leading-edge eyeballs &lt;br /&gt;- embrace world-class web-readiness &lt;br /&gt;- envisioneer transparent portals &lt;br /&gt;- productize web-enabled architectures &lt;p /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Theretofore we establish interchangably intra-dressable exclusive content connection &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/new-spiffy-blog-post"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-369260737420600841?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/369260737420600841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=369260737420600841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/369260737420600841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/369260737420600841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-spiffy-blog-post.html' title='New Spiffy Blog Post'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-1722154605760762657</id><published>2010-07-27T19:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T19:14:12.361-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeing as I just hit a cyclist with my car - lets talk about bikes shall we?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;I am a cyclist. I raced road bikes for almost 10 years with the Scarborough Cycling Club. Still cycle and love it. I am definitely NOT anti cyclist. &lt;p /&gt; So, with all the movement to make all these bike lanes I am not opposed. What I am opposed to is ... stupidity. &lt;p /&gt; In the 40+ years I have ridden bikes and that accounts for thousands of commuting and training miles - almost exclusively in an urban setting, I have only had one accident - that was with another bicyclist - who blew through a stop sign into me. Oh yeah, and today. Now I did not technically hit a cyclist in my car. I was stopped dead. He hit me. &lt;p /&gt; Where I live, it is part of the Lakeshore Trail (Whatever the fuck that is? It is basically a side street south of Lakeshore. Full stop.) and at the corner of my street where Lakeshore Drive meets Fifth Street the cyclists - like this moron - go sweeping round, through the stop sign like it is the Tour de France. I know this. I see it all the time. &lt;p /&gt; So, when I pull out of my driveway I never, ever approach this corner - oh, no stop sign for me on Fifth BTW, just the cross street -without stoping before preceding. Sure enough Lance Freakin Armstrong comes whippin round the corner, wrong side of the road, right through the stop sign - and screeches to a halt courtesy hammering on his brakes and the front of my van. &lt;p /&gt; He was not hurt. &lt;p /&gt; Just as an aside - my neighbor's cleaning lady had her car parked on the street the other day - same thing. Rider cut the corner, went through the stop sign hit her car - lots of damage - Oh, and they left. Nice. &lt;p /&gt; Anyway, je digress ... &lt;p /&gt; I got out asked if he was ok - he was certainly way more embarrassed than anything cause I guess in all the fancy racing gear and bright paint job on da bike and running into a big stopped ugly van kinda defeats the purpose of thinking/pretending you are racing through the fucking Pyrenees. I mentioned to him that gee, wasn't it cool and moreover rather fortunate that I know (Read way smarter than you?) there are morons like you on bikes going through this stop sign on a regular basis, way too fast, on the wrong side of the road etc etc - cause if I was moving - at all - you would be, like a bright, Louis-Garneau-clad-puddle no? &lt;p /&gt; Anyway - he dusts himself and his spiffy racing bike off, puts himself together and takes off. I meant to ask him how many minutes he was behind the leaders ... &lt;p /&gt; Anyway, here is my point. &lt;p /&gt; Lots of bike lanes - cool. More bikes cool. But, I think the time is right to fix some stuff. &lt;p /&gt; If we are bound and bent in making cycling more popular and encourage more cyclists we need to start making them accountable. &lt;p /&gt; They are vehicles. &lt;p /&gt; First, change the Highway Traffic Act. Lets get the folks who are riding bikes to AT LEAST obey the laws. And if they do not, make them identify themselves to the police. And ticket them. &lt;p /&gt; Second, I will bet that most cyclists are riding bikes that, at best, are not set up properly for them (seat height, bars, pedals) - or at worst are just not the right size. Most bikes are too big for the riders. So educate folks. The bike must be easy to manage, balance and control. &lt;p /&gt; Third, Test folks. License bike riders. Make sure folks can handle - at the very least- a bike. And, have it in a good state of repair. &lt;p /&gt; Fourth - I saw it a half dozen times today alone - folks riding on streets one hand talkin on a cell phone. Nope. That has to stop. &lt;p /&gt; Net/Net - ya want privileges? Cool. You have to have responsibilities. &lt;p /&gt; It is not up to me to do the thinking for a cyclist - like I did today. Horrible riders. I drove downtown today and watched umpteen riders blow through red lights, cross walks and stop signs. &lt;p /&gt; The is a quid-pro-quo that must be enacted. &lt;p /&gt; Here is a sketch of said accident scene. He was going too fast, wrong side of the street and went, at speed, through the stop sign. &lt;p /&gt; Way ta go Lance. Moron.&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/mose/ANDPfH4yQCmWP8XOkFLnjeLjVTy1X1tUbghPWDylQJtuhC2qU2EJ0FguLQwE/x.jpg" width="500" height="455"/&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/seeing-as-i-just-hit-a-cyclist-with-my-car-le"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-1722154605760762657?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1722154605760762657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=1722154605760762657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/1722154605760762657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/1722154605760762657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/seeing-as-i-just-hit-cyclist-with-my.html' title='Seeing as I just hit a cyclist with my car - lets talk about bikes shall we?'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-4843728856355641305</id><published>2010-07-17T11:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T11:49:09.789-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, maybe not the quality so much?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/mose/nS8ky34iPDjsM4UTodrrdf1YQjw8eIQT1DNKLNbfjYzYUypHE7j6ffjaX0GX/photo.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/mose/WqFX4VhnW2YRwEfEYXzmbBvmIHowWLBDNEyOjiNn8mOXW8E4wecHZbYcTkqo/photo.jpg.scaled.500.jpg" width="480" height="640"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPhone&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/well-maybe-not-the-quality-so-much"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-4843728856355641305?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4843728856355641305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=4843728856355641305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/4843728856355641305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/4843728856355641305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/well-maybe-not-quality-so-much.html' title='Well, maybe not the quality so much?'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-8300401619724787201</id><published>2010-07-17T09:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T09:32:14.631-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When word of mouth needs a bit of context</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;The idea of great WOM has always appealed to me. Even way before the Net. I love a great referral! And it is a very human thing to do. I guess that is why this social media thing appeals to me so much. &lt;p /&gt; Someone tells you about a great band, a fabulous restaurant, a tip on a great deal somewhere and so on and so forth. In person you can vet this WOM offering and clearly see whether it is going to be something you are interested in, or not. &lt;p /&gt; For example I have a very close friend who differs 180 degrees in taste from me. Almost in everything. In fact, and not joking here, if he likes something I automatically stay away from it. And if he really hates something I will run out and grab it. Probably a dozen of them! But, he is one of my best friends. &lt;p /&gt; So today, in the last 30 minutes, three different people I know suggested I check out something - they were - in no special order - a band, a video and an blog article. These folks I know pretty well and happily went. &lt;p /&gt; Without a doubt probably the worst recommendations I have ever seen. The band really sucked, the vid was banal and lame and the article seemingly was penned by a 12 year old. Oh, hang on ... it was penned by a 12 year old. In fact a 12 year old relative of my friend. Got it! &lt;p /&gt; Ok, so for the hell of it I just went back to the three folks and asked them if these referrals involved relatives or close friends. Yep they were - all relatives. Great I said. Excellent. &lt;p /&gt; To myself I am still saying they suck. But I am happy to support folks in what they do - especially friends and family of those I care for and quite frankly any kid who is trying to do stuff. Cause to me a kid who is attempting music or art is worth a listen to. It is a damn sight better than a kid sitting on his or her ass day in day out watching TV. &lt;p /&gt; Not every relative is going to be Paul Simon, a Marty Scorsese nor a budding Hemmingway. Of course some folks are going to suck - and by suck I mean I did not like it. Hell, I might be the only person in the world that does not like it. But, that does not mean we cannot recommend them! These are most often kids of close relatives who have made your friends very proud. And as I believe these kids should be encouraged to continue the effort. It is a small sacrifice to put up with a not so great performance if it gives the kids an audience and encourages them. In fact I suggest we ALL do that more! &lt;p /&gt; All I ask is that you provide some context for the WOM. I will happily sit through a not-s-great experience to support a friend or relative of a friend. Just let me know! &lt;p /&gt; Also by giving context one will avoid the awkward situation of maybe blurting out the truth that, in fact, the piece you saw or experienced was not very good and maybe hurting their feelings. &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/when-word-of-mouth-needs-a-bit-of-context"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-8300401619724787201?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8300401619724787201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=8300401619724787201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/8300401619724787201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/8300401619724787201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/when-word-of-mouth-needs-bit-of-context.html' title='When word of mouth needs a bit of context'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-8957531134888578586</id><published>2010-07-09T13:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T13:33:58.384-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Social media pranks, scams and other whatnots</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;Workin for a client. Cool. Love working for clients. We are looking at some CPA strategies and I just happened to receive a DM from one of the folks I follow (and trust BTW) - to win an iPad. &lt;p /&gt; In our client discussions this was one of the prizes we discussed. So, I wanted to follow through and see what this contest was all about. You had to enter through your Twitter account and I assumed (I know the ASS word) that it would simply tweet that i did - like a lot of other Twitter apps do ... I have been on Twitter so many days or ... I just added such and such. &lt;p /&gt; No probs. Hey it is a fluff Tweet. Innocuous as hell. &lt;p /&gt; However, it started DMing folks from my account. Of course the contest never said it would do this. &lt;p /&gt; Had to go through the process including a mobile PIN push (which I hate) but in the interest of customer service and research - well it had to be done. &lt;p /&gt; Apologies to anyone on my list, or everyone on my list, who got SPAMMED - I changed my password immediately - but the damage was done. &lt;p /&gt; Fuckers. &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/social-media-pranks-scams-and-other-whatnots"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-8957531134888578586?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8957531134888578586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=8957531134888578586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/8957531134888578586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/8957531134888578586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/social-media-pranks-scams-and-other.html' title='Social media pranks, scams and other whatnots'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-2175905094756549824</id><published>2010-07-02T12:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T12:42:56.608-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Houston we have a (communications) problem ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;So ... I am renewing my car insurance. Youngster at the brokerage called and wanted to know the mileage I put on the van. &lt;p /&gt; I said - well historically - as in the last few years, and my app and as per last year - it has been roughly 15k km - probably less. &lt;p /&gt; I drive to Waterloo once or twice a month. Well, actually, I drive to Guelph as we car pool and the rest of the driving is around town. &lt;p /&gt; She writes back - Ok, how far is Waterloo? &lt;p /&gt; Ummm - I reply I guess it is like 100 km? But I have never driven there and do not envision driving there as we car pool from Guelph. So Toronto to Guelph 150 km round trip - call it twice a month. &lt;p /&gt; Return email -So how far is it to Waterloo? &lt;p /&gt; I am thinking they started drinking heavily on Canada Day and have not stopped. &lt;p /&gt; May call for a phone call ... &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/houston-we-have-a-communications-problem"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-2175905094756549824?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2175905094756549824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=2175905094756549824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/2175905094756549824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/2175905094756549824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/07/houston-we-have-communications-problem.html' title='Houston we have a (communications) problem ...'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-4599709390947761425</id><published>2010-06-28T06:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T06:55:41.658-04:00</updated><title type='text'>G20 what we saw and what I leaned</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;After the weekend not much has changed. &lt;p /&gt; The Civil Liberties folks would have us all driving Volvos, listening to the Ceebs, wearing Birkenstocks, no police required (except for the musical ride), no laws and everybody has a right to do anything they want. &lt;p /&gt; Oh, well, except me I guess. I would like to sit in a bar and have a smoke with my beer. Hell, I will only go to shit hole bars if that is what it takes. But no. Oh, and I would like to drive without a seatbelt. I would also like to live in a city where gangs are not out there shootin at each other near schools. Oh, and a bunch of other stuff that I want. But what I want does not matter. No money in what I want. &lt;p /&gt; Keep on keepin on CCLU. Makin it real for, well .... makin it real for whatever will get ya some press. Follow the money ... is all I say on that particular association. &lt;p /&gt; The cops would as per usual have liked y'all to stay home, watch Lost or Glee or better still football on TV and not cause them any trouble. Nuthin new here folks. All cops want that, all the time. Battling is not what they want to do. In fact they are not that good at it as witnessed this weekend. &lt;p /&gt; 3 - 5 cops to arrest a 140 pound peaceful protester? I would be embarrassed. Hell, I am embarrassed. &lt;p /&gt; The cops are now just union gals and guys through and through Think of it like postal workers meets TTC ... only armed. Not in their best interests to break a sweat. Go to work, check in, patrol - nothing to see here folks - check out, go home. &lt;p /&gt; If the cops were really engaged in this - where were the police puppies? Did they get the weekend off? The dogs probably said - screw this we ain't goin! (At least the dogs are smart!) &lt;p /&gt; No, this was nothing but optics. And it was amateurish. Happens when you do not have professionals running stuff. I bet there was not a single senior officer within a hundred miles who had ever worked in a riot scenario in real life. At least they should have consulted Montreal and Vancouver - they had riots after hockey games, we have ... oh you know where I am goin with this. &lt;p /&gt; Je digress ... &lt;p /&gt; Net/net we had a riot in Toronto - three people got elbowed!!!! Meh! &lt;p /&gt; That used to be a great joke until we spoiled it by making it happen! Shit. &lt;p /&gt; The protesters (I am young, white, free, privileged, have a job, live off my parents and live in Toronto - prolly the Annex!) want to change the world. As long as it does not cost them anything like personal sacrifice, hard work, nor money, nor effort. They Tweet like crazy, but they are basically the same lazy kids who you can't get to clean their rooms. &lt;p /&gt; The only thing this weekend showed, yet again, is the incompetence of our politicos and our civil servants. &lt;p /&gt; This was not thought out - it was decided and then tossed to the ISU &amp; police to figure out. The police are trained professional passive aggressives, they did what was required and hopefully not left standing with egg on their faces. Watch for the non stop tossing back and forth for months to come and blame storming on this mess. &lt;p /&gt; Typical, Canadian, mindless, non-strategic thinking as per usual. &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/g20-what-we-saw-and-what-i-leaned"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-4599709390947761425?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4599709390947761425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=4599709390947761425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/4599709390947761425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/4599709390947761425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/g20-what-we-saw-and-what-i-leaned.html' title='G20 what we saw and what I leaned'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-2735938187074536391</id><published>2010-06-26T19:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T19:48:50.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylor Swift and why I want off this ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;div class="wall_posts"&gt; So , on facebook there is a section for suggestions. Up comes Sarah Palin and right below it is Taylor Swift. No idea why I clicked on her page ... but I did. Hey she is cute!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div class="wall_posts"&gt;The page has like 30+ videos and I went , yeah whatever. Then I peeked at the first comment ... then the next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div class="wall_posts"&gt;These are probably the most intellectually restful fans you will find.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div class="wall_posts"&gt;I want out of here. Thanks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table class="wallpost" border="0" style="margin-bottom: 25px;"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="wallimage"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1177114175"&gt;&lt;img title="Malaika Doray" src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-snc4/hs644.snc3/27408_1177114175_6953_t.jpg" alt="Malaika Doray" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;a name="wall_post_682546158" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;table class="wallcontent" border="0" style=""&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="wallinfo" style="border-top: 0px none rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;div class="wallheader"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1177114175"&gt;Malaika Doray&lt;/a&gt; posted a request to visit her town&lt;br /&gt; &lt;small&gt;at 3:40am&lt;/small&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="walltext" style="padding-bottom: 2px;"&gt; &lt;div style="float: left; margin-right: 5px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/ilike/artist/Taylor+Swift/come_to_my_town?_fb_fromhash=6d3e11595359a85e743532224d8c2b20" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://platform.ak.fbcdn.net/www/app_full_proxy.php?app=19935916616&amp;amp;v=1&amp;amp;size=o&amp;amp;cksum=96cebc03902bcd00ebeca7e436264207&amp;amp;src=http%3A%2F%2Fs2.ilike.com%2Fimages%2Fcome_to_my_town_icon.png" alt="Map of Come to my Town requests" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt; u ve got alot na load of fan here..... plz cum....!!! asu r always welcum... &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="wallpost" border="0" style="margin-bottom: 25px;"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="wallimage"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=571751258"&gt;&lt;img title="Kapil Garg" src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/v229/1664/52/t571751258_8635.jpg" alt="Kapil Garg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;a name="wall_post_682545894" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;table class="wallcontent" border="0" style=""&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="wallinfo" style="border-top: 0px none rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;div class="wallheader"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=571751258"&gt;Kapil Garg&lt;/a&gt; posted&lt;br /&gt; &lt;small&gt;at 2:49am&lt;/small&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="walltext" style="padding-bottom: 2px;"&gt; what can i say..i can say only one thing... i wanna marry with her... &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="wallpost" border="0" style="margin-bottom: 25px;"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="wallimage"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000848835997"&gt;&lt;img title="Kirsten Roehrig" src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-snc4/hs323.snc4/41419_100000848835997_1087_t.jpg" alt="Kirsten Roehrig" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;a name="wall_post_682544805" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;table class="wallcontent" border="0" style=""&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="wallinfo" style="border-top: 0px none rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;div class="wallheader"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000848835997"&gt;Kirsten Roehrig&lt;/a&gt; posted a request to visit her town&lt;br /&gt; &lt;small&gt;at 11:35pm on June 25, 2010&lt;/small&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="walltext" style="padding-bottom: 2px;"&gt; &lt;div style="float: left; margin-right: 5px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/ilike/artist/Taylor+Swift/come_to_my_town?_fb_fromhash=6d3e11595359a85e743532224d8c2b20" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://platform.ak.fbcdn.net/www/app_full_proxy.php?app=19935916616&amp;amp;v=1&amp;amp;size=o&amp;amp;cksum=96cebc03902bcd00ebeca7e436264207&amp;amp;src=http%3A%2F%2Fs2.ilike.com%2Fimages%2Fcome_to_my_town_icon.png" alt="Map of Come to my Town requests" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt; plz come &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="wallpost" border="0" style="margin-bottom: 25px;"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="wallimage"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000583264716"&gt;&lt;img title="Criz Gulang" src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-snc4/hs168.ash2/41523_100000583264716_3189_t.jpg" alt="Criz Gulang" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;a name="wall_post_682544671" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;table class="wallcontent" border="0" style=""&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="wallinfo" style="border-top: 0px none rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;div class="wallheader"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000583264716"&gt;Criz Gulang&lt;/a&gt; posted a request to visit her town&lt;br /&gt; &lt;small&gt;at 11:15pm on June 25, 2010&lt;/small&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="walltext" style="padding-bottom: 2px;"&gt; &lt;div style="float: left; margin-right: 5px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/ilike/artist/Taylor+Swift/come_to_my_town?_fb_fromhash=6d3e11595359a85e743532224d8c2b20" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://platform.ak.fbcdn.net/www/app_full_proxy.php?app=19935916616&amp;amp;v=1&amp;amp;size=o&amp;amp;cksum=96cebc03902bcd00ebeca7e436264207&amp;amp;src=http%3A%2F%2Fs2.ilike.com%2Fimages%2Fcome_to_my_town_icon.png" alt="Map of Come to my Town requests" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt; can be friends! &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="wallpost" border="0" style="margin-bottom: 25px;"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="wallimage"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000196990277"&gt;&lt;img title="Intan Sofiatul Ilyana" src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-snc4/hs321.snc4/41373_100000196990277_5848_t.jpg" alt="Intan Sofiatul Ilyana" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;a name="wall_post_682544270" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;table class="wallcontent" border="0" style=""&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="wallinfo" style="border-top: 0px none rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;div class="wallheader"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000196990277"&gt;Intan Sofiatul Ilyana&lt;/a&gt; posted a request to visit her town&lt;br /&gt; &lt;small&gt;at 10:21pm on June 25, 2010&lt;/small&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="walltext" style="padding-bottom: 2px;"&gt; &lt;div style="float: left; margin-right: 5px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/ilike/artist/Taylor+Swift/come_to_my_town?_fb_fromhash=6d3e11595359a85e743532224d8c2b20" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://platform.ak.fbcdn.net/www/app_full_proxy.php?app=19935916616&amp;amp;v=1&amp;amp;size=o&amp;amp;cksum=96cebc03902bcd00ebeca7e436264207&amp;amp;src=http%3A%2F%2Fs2.ilike.com%2Fimages%2Fcome_to_my_town_icon.png" alt="Map of Come to my Town requests" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt; please come!! &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="wallpost" border="0" style="margin-bottom: 25px;"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="wallimage"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100001211766762"&gt;&lt;img title="Heather Thu" src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-snc4/hs323.snc4/41418_100001211766762_3211_t.jpg" alt="Heather Thu" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;a name="wall_post_682544097" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;table class="wallcontent" border="0" style=""&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="wallinfo" style="border-top: 0px none rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;div class="wallheader"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100001211766762"&gt;Heather Thu&lt;/a&gt; posted a request to visit her town&lt;br /&gt; &lt;small&gt;at 10:01pm on June 25, 2010&lt;/small&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="walltext" style="padding-bottom: 2px;"&gt; &lt;div style="float: left; margin-right: 5px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/ilike/artist/Taylor+Swift/come_to_my_town?_fb_fromhash=6d3e11595359a85e743532224d8c2b20" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://platform.ak.fbcdn.net/www/app_full_proxy.php?app=19935916616&amp;amp;v=1&amp;amp;size=o&amp;amp;cksum=96cebc03902bcd00ebeca7e436264207&amp;amp;src=http%3A%2F%2Fs2.ilike.com%2Fimages%2Fcome_to_my_town_icon.png" alt="Map of Come to my Town requests" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt; Taylor Swift, Would You please come to my town . i an your biggest fan ever!!!!!!!!!!!!so would you. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="wallpost" border="0" style="margin-bottom: 25px;"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="wallimage"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000998863056"&gt;&lt;img title="Judy Milligan" src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-snc4/hs252.snc3/23099_100000998863056_4273_t.jpg" alt="Judy Milligan" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;a name="wall_post_682543988" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;table class="wallcontent" border="0" style=""&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="wallinfo" style="border-top: 0px none rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;div class="wallheader"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000998863056"&gt;Judy Milligan&lt;/a&gt; posted a request to visit her town&lt;br /&gt; &lt;small&gt;at 9:51pm on June 25, 2010&lt;/small&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="walltext" style="padding-bottom: 2px;"&gt; &lt;div style="float: left; margin-right: 5px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/ilike/artist/Taylor+Swift/come_to_my_town?_fb_fromhash=6d3e11595359a85e743532224d8c2b20" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://platform.ak.fbcdn.net/www/app_full_proxy.php?app=19935916616&amp;amp;v=1&amp;amp;size=o&amp;amp;cksum=96cebc03902bcd00ebeca7e436264207&amp;amp;src=http%3A%2F%2Fs2.ilike.com%2Fimages%2Fcome_to_my_town_icon.png" alt="Map of Come to my Town requests" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt; alabama gulf shores need your heip for oil spill the warf &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="wallpost" border="0" style="margin-bottom: 25px;"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="wallimage"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000623445398"&gt;&lt;img title="Rhiannon Smith" src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/v22939/1009/96/t100000623445398_2703.jpg" alt="Rhiannon Smith" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;a name="wall_post_682542237" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;table class="wallcontent" border="0" style=""&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="wallinfo" style="border-top: 0px none rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;div class="wallheader"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000623445398"&gt;Rhiannon Smith&lt;/a&gt; posted a request to visit her town&lt;br /&gt; &lt;small&gt;at 7:05pm on June 25, 2010&lt;/small&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="walltext" style="padding-bottom: 2px;"&gt; &lt;div style="float: left; margin-right: 5px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/ilike/artist/Taylor+Swift/come_to_my_town?_fb_fromhash=6d3e11595359a85e743532224d8c2b20" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://platform.ak.fbcdn.net/www/app_full_proxy.php?app=19935916616&amp;amp;v=1&amp;amp;size=o&amp;amp;cksum=96cebc03902bcd00ebeca7e436264207&amp;amp;src=http%3A%2F%2Fs2.ilike.com%2Fimages%2Fcome_to_my_town_icon.png" alt="Map of Come to my Town requests" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt; PLEEASE AGREE WITH ME ON THIS THING &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="wallpost" border="0" style="margin-bottom: 25px;"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="wallimage"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000341835598"&gt;&lt;img title="Emily Lancaster" src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-snc4/hs331.snc4/41629_100000341835598_8596_t.jpg" alt="Emily Lancaster" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;a name="wall_post_682533835" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;table class="wallcontent" border="0" style=""&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="wallinfo" style="border-top: 0px none rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;div class="wallheader"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000341835598"&gt;Emily Lancaster&lt;/a&gt; posted a request to visit her town&lt;br /&gt; &lt;small&gt;at 6:42am on June 25, 2010&lt;/small&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="walltext" style="padding-bottom: 2px;"&gt; &lt;div style="float: left; margin-right: 5px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/ilike/artist/Taylor+Swift/come_to_my_town?_fb_fromhash=6d3e11595359a85e743532224d8c2b20" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://platform.ak.fbcdn.net/www/app_full_proxy.php?app=19935916616&amp;amp;v=1&amp;amp;size=o&amp;amp;cksum=96cebc03902bcd00ebeca7e436264207&amp;amp;src=http%3A%2F%2Fs2.ilike.com%2Fimages%2Fcome_to_my_town_icon.png" alt="Map of Come to my Town requests" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span&gt; Dear Taylor, I'm a huge fan!!! Your music has enspired me in so many different ways &amp;lt;3! During June I waited 8 hours in line at you Taylor Swift 13 hou... &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/ilike/artist/Taylor+Swift/artist_wall/fan#wall_post_682533835" rel="nofollow"&gt;More...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="display: none;"&gt;Dear Taylor, I'm a huge fan!!! Your music has enspired me in so many different ways &amp;lt;3! During June I waited 8 hours in line at you Taylor Swift 13 hour meet and greet!!!! When I finally met you it was so amazing. I love that littler kids can look up to you!(I'm 15) You are the one pop star that does not go partying on the weekends! Keep up the amazing work, and please continue to be the one singer anyone can look up to. &amp;lt;3 Emily Lancaster, WI P.S I'm super excited for your new songs that are coming out!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="wallpost" border="0" style="margin-bottom: 25px;"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="wallimage"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1069029045"&gt;&lt;img title="Marni Hossack Brown" src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-snc4/hs344.snc4/41441_1069029045_1145_t.jpg" alt="Marni Hossack Brown" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;a name="wall_post_682533176" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;table class="wallcontent" border="0" style=""&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="wallinfo" style="border-top: 0px none rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;div class="wallheader"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1069029045"&gt;Marni Hossack Brown&lt;/a&gt; posted a request to visit her town&lt;br /&gt; &lt;small&gt;at 5:25am on June 25, 2010&lt;/small&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="walltext" style="padding-bottom: 2px;"&gt; &lt;div style="float: left; margin-right: 5px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/ilike/artist/Taylor+Swift/come_to_my_town?_fb_fromhash=6d3e11595359a85e743532224d8c2b20" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://platform.ak.fbcdn.net/www/app_full_proxy.php?app=19935916616&amp;amp;v=1&amp;amp;size=o&amp;amp;cksum=96cebc03902bcd00ebeca7e436264207&amp;amp;src=http%3A%2F%2Fs2.ilike.com%2Fimages%2Fcome_to_my_town_icon.png" alt="Map of Come to my Town requests" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt; My daughter is a HUGE fan and would love to see you in concert. &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; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/taylor-swift-and-why-i-want-off-this-ride"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-2735938187074536391?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2735938187074536391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=2735938187074536391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/2735938187074536391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/2735938187074536391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/taylor-swift-and-why-i-want-off-this.html' title='Taylor Swift and why I want off this ride'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-1368560265123605881</id><published>2010-06-26T19:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T19:02:49.118-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fucking PIGS!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;div&gt;There that got your attention ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;I have been reading some Tweets and some Facebook posts from good friends of mine who have been out in TO doing the protest thing during the G20.&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, do not get me wrong I am not some right-wing inner sanctum old boys member. Nor am i some bleeding-heart liberal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate the idea of the 1 billion plus dollars spent on this debacle. In my city, no less. And I am totally upset with the inequalities of life. The haves and the have nots. I believe folks should be able to do what they like. If gays want to wed. Great! If I am an Aboriginal I should have my rights ... If I want to smoke in a rest... oh shit I cant. Hang on???? WHERE THE HELL ARE MY RIGHTS???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well there are some inequalities that are I guess verboten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Je digress ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I want to talk about is being a cop. I was one. Early on. Many moons ago. Not for long - only 5 years. I left cause I hated it. But what it did give me was a perspective. One that all of my friends who are bitching about The Pigs do not have. So with all due respect - shut the fuck up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being a Policeman is a job. Maybe even what you would call a career, if you could stomach it for that long. I could not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was probably the worst time in my life. Hated by everyone, except other cops. But when all those haters (that would be you BTW) needed us. When they were in accidents, when their Volvos were broken into, when their neighbors in those gated communities here in Toronto offended their sensibilities by whooping it up at 11.15 ... or God forbid you REALLY needed the police cause your daughter fell in a pool, or your Mom had a stroke... we were not called Pigs. We were the go-to-guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember wanting to look at some yuppy in the fucking eye and say ... hey... sorry bought the emergency .. remember me? The Pig??? &amp;nbsp;Why don&lt;span style="font-size: 9px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;t y&lt;span style="font-size: 9px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;all a hippie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But we did not. And those guys and gals out there today will not either.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, lighten the fuck up kids. &amp;nbsp;This is not Montgomery Alabama in the 60s.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ALL have it pretty damn good in Canada. if you are protesting something, do it the right way... stop voting in simpletons like McGuinty and Harper. You deserve better. We deserve better. I believe it is time for us to get serious leadership in Canada. This prooves it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stop taking it out on the police.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/fucking-pigs"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-1368560265123605881?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1368560265123605881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=1368560265123605881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/1368560265123605881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/1368560265123605881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/fucking-pigs.html' title='Fucking PIGS!!!!!'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-2727542175307590876</id><published>2010-06-26T10:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T10:49:23.107-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The front fell off ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GgrX7uOZqHI&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GgrX7uOZqHI&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" height="300" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/the-front-fell-off-23"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-2727542175307590876?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2727542175307590876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=2727542175307590876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/2727542175307590876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/2727542175307590876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/front-fell-off.html' title='The front fell off ...'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-2464755344464703876</id><published>2010-06-25T10:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T10:08:03.568-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Need a small Rant moment here ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;First. &lt;p /&gt; The G20 and the protesters. We are spending a billion dollars on security. The reason we are, is to keep away protesters and keep the attendees - heads of state - safe. &lt;p /&gt; So the protesters go to the barricades and scream take these down. Is this not ironic? This is why they put these things up. So in fact the protesters actually validating this as opposed to showing how stupid it is? &lt;p /&gt; Now second one ... &lt;p /&gt; Downtown homeless shelter cost balloons to $10-million. This is a two story building BTW. Oh and it will cost 2.5 million to run annually. I am sorry I cannot make this shit up. &lt;p /&gt; &lt;a href="http://network.nationalpost.com/np/blogs/toronto/archive/2009/12/03/downtown-homeless-shelter-cost-balloons-to-10-million.aspx"&gt;http://network.nationalpost.com/np/blogs/toronto/archive/2009/12/03/downtown-...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p /&gt; Ya have to read this. Synopsis just in case you are like everyone else in Toronto and cannot read. &lt;p /&gt; City buys old run-down multiple times failed bar. 4.7 million in the club district John &amp; Richmond. City wants to make a 40 bed shelter - cost like 4 million to reno. Overruns add up need to add elevator and roof top smoking - typical construction stuff where the bidders come in low and make their profit on change orders. &lt;p /&gt; Do the math. Nuff said. &lt;p /&gt; I cannot sit and buy a 9 dollar bottle of beer and have a smoke cause of the city but they can build a roof top smoking deck for homeless folks. Good thinking &lt;p /&gt; The next fiasco will be the Pan Am games. Hopefully, I will be dead by then. &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/need-a-small-rant-moment-here"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-2464755344464703876?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2464755344464703876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=2464755344464703876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/2464755344464703876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/2464755344464703876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/need-small-rant-moment-here.html' title='Need a small Rant moment here ...'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-7016548288906224294</id><published>2010-06-23T20:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T20:13:52.231-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Be drunken</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Be Drunken&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Be Drunken, Always.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;That is the point; nothing else matters.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you would not feel the horrible burden of Time weigh you down and crush you to the earth, be drunken continually.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;b&gt; Drunken with what?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;With wine, with poetry or with virtue, as you please. But be drunken.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;b&gt; And if sometimes, on the steps of a palace, or on the green grass in a ditch,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;or in the dreary solitude of your own room, you should awaken and find the drunkenness half or entirely gone,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;ask of the wind, of the wave, of the star, of the bird, of the clock, of all that flies,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;of all that speaks, ask what hour it is;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;and wind, wave, star, bird, or clock will answer you:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;"It is the hour to be drunken! Be Drunken,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;if you would not be the martyred slaves of Time;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;be drunken continually!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;With wine, with poetry or with virtue, as you please."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/be-drunken"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-7016548288906224294?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7016548288906224294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=7016548288906224294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/7016548288906224294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/7016548288906224294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/be-drunken.html' title='Be drunken'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-6613424490772791871</id><published>2010-06-16T18:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T18:41:32.497-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/mose/hIHFawlzBmurydonqozIpmvbGHGJxctsqnsncwqvxaBIedpuFbziFzaGoeoe/image.jpg.scaled500.jpg" width="448" height="336"/&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="posterous_quote_citation"&gt;via tweetie&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via web&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/20461378"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-6613424490772791871?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6613424490772791871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=6613424490772791871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/6613424490772791871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/6613424490772791871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-1748154060284212890</id><published>2010-06-12T12:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T12:29:14.454-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gut check ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;"Why would you subject your friends to your daily minutiae? &amp;nbsp;And conversely, how much of their trivia can you absorb?&amp;nbsp;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The growth of ambient intimacy can seem like modern narcissism taken to a new, supermetabolic extreme—the ultimate expression of a generation of celebrity-addled youths who believe their every utterance is fascinating and ought to be shared with the world."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sir&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Clive Thompson&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just sayin.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/gut-check-3"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-1748154060284212890?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1748154060284212890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=1748154060284212890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/1748154060284212890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/1748154060284212890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/gut-check.html' title='Gut check ....'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-3748632010789812716</id><published>2010-06-12T00:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T00:40:51.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I heard a radio ad today. I just couldn’t help thinking about the possible extension</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;(VO female) - Hi Fella... where are ya boy? Oh no he must have gotten out! Fella! Fella!!! &lt;p /&gt; (SFX) - Phone rings &lt;p /&gt; (VO Male) Hi Ma’am did you loose a golden retriever? &lt;p /&gt; (VO female) Why, yes I did. &lt;p /&gt; (VO Male) Ma’am this is the Toronto Animal Services we found your information on your dogs tag - he is here safe and sound &lt;p /&gt; (VO female) Oh thank you I will be right over to pick him up ... &lt;p /&gt; (VO Male) Oh, Ma’am - did you loose a set of twins? Ginger hair, freckles and over-weight? &lt;p /&gt; (VO female) Oh, yes I did??? &lt;p /&gt; (VO Male) That’s Ok we have them here Ma’am - they are watching Glee and eating cake ... &lt;p /&gt; (VO female) Oh thank you I will come over and pick the... &lt;p /&gt; (VO Male) Did you loose a 13 year old with nose rings and spiked hair Goth looking with tattoos and ... &lt;p /&gt; (VO female) Oh, my yes I will be right over to ... &lt;p /&gt; (VO Male) Ma’am did you loose a man about 36 says he is your husband? We found him at For Your Eyes Only strip club &lt;p /&gt; (VO female) Oh yes, thank you I will be right over ... &lt;p /&gt; (VO Male) Ummm ... Ma’am did you lose a pair of underwear... well, really a thong actually at the fire hall we have them here ... &lt;p /&gt; (VO female) Oh my yes thank you I will be right over to pick them up &lt;p /&gt; (VO Male) ..... sheeesh. &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/i-heard-a-radio-ad-today-i-just-couldnt-help"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-3748632010789812716?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3748632010789812716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=3748632010789812716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/3748632010789812716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/3748632010789812716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-heard-radio-ad-today-i-just-couldnt.html' title='I heard a radio ad today. I just couldn’t help thinking about the possible extension'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-7081717230344278607</id><published>2010-06-10T11:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T11:53:57.195-04:00</updated><title type='text'>@davidsiegelIA @MKTinstitute Sadly this has been around forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cmea.ca/"&gt;http://www.cmea.ca/&lt;/a&gt; and Yamaha and a bunch of other musical companies and organizations have been saying this for years and years and years. There is lots of proof. &lt;p /&gt;  Sadly it is not sexy enough. Falls on deaf ears. Schools quite frankly could care less about music. I wonder if they care about the kids at all? More money for football less for music? What does that say? &lt;p /&gt; Lucky to have certain teachers and schools. For example ... De La Salle high school in Toronto has an amazing program and an amazing teacher (Yay, Larry!) heading it. In fact, a buddy and I are doing a drum day at the school the 16th of this month for some grade 6 - 8 kids who may be going to the school in a year or two. Some schools get it - some do not. &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/davidsiegelia-mktinstitute-sadly-this-has-bee"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-7081717230344278607?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7081717230344278607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=7081717230344278607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/7081717230344278607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/7081717230344278607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/davidsiegelia-mktinstitute-sadly-this.html' title='@davidsiegelIA @MKTinstitute Sadly this has been around forever'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-994087116864867582</id><published>2010-06-10T10:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T10:46:59.989-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gizmodo - I think I will be watching this, or not</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gizmodo.com/"&gt;http://www.gizmodo.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p /&gt; The recent post is about an iPhone busting, then there was the iPad leaks and a bucnh of other stuff, that quite frankly I could care less about - so I am not going back and looking it up. &lt;p /&gt; Gizmodo I kinda liked. It was ok. I liked the stories. I followed and friended and RSSd etc etc &lt;p /&gt; Gizmodo shows how the internet has NO gatekeepers. Gatekeepers to me are serious folks. &lt;p /&gt; Librarians, editors, publishers and owners. No serious folks at Gizmodo by the looks of it. Certainly no professionals. &lt;p /&gt; Their recent spate with Apple is showing its ugly head. They are seemingly acting like spoiled children. &lt;p /&gt; Is this what the Net journalism looks like? Yep it sure does. &lt;p /&gt; Unfriended, unfollowed ... and you are now history Gizmodo. &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/gizmodo-i-think-i-will-be-watching-this-or-no"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-994087116864867582?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/994087116864867582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=994087116864867582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/994087116864867582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/994087116864867582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/gizmodo-i-think-i-will-be-watching-this.html' title='Gizmodo - I think I will be watching this, or not'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-7586721096622655909</id><published>2010-06-09T18:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T18:11:04.179-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My 11 Little Secrets for @markwschaefer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;I like Mark Schaefer a lot - we have not had the opportunity to meet, but I am sure we will. He writes very well, has a great blog&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://businessesgrow.com/2010/04/20/my-own-11-little-secrets/"&gt;http://businessesgrow.com/2010/04/20/my-own-11-little-secrets/&lt;/a&gt; and we have had a number of interesting back and forth chats. he and I are different. Ying &amp;amp; Yang, Black and White and definitely opposites in a lot of stuff. But that makes for an interesting relationship.&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In response to the his post I want to publish - My 11 Little Secrets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I cannot really disclose most of my little secrets. There are people reading this that are breathing a lot easier at that statement. I do know where some bodies are buried, and I will happily not disclose.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 11 Little Secrets (Read Marks Post to see where this is coming from!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Work&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I expect an honest weeks pay, for an honest days work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kids&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second only to toilet training, I believe it is my duty to make sure my children can mix a fine cocktail. With gin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take good care of your spouse.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is the plural of spouse? Anyway, yep, well taken care of thanks. In fact, occasionally I will drive by one of the x-spouses (spices?) and visit my house, cars, art, wine, furniture and art.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also have paid them so much the new guys do not have to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take God. Seriously, take him - you can have him!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being in a church makes me as much a Christian as standing in a garage makes me a car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Regrets&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, notwithstanding the publishing of this diatribe, I really have no regrets. Well, to be honest, I do regret punching Bill Seltner in the nose in Grade Three. Sorry Billy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stay Centered&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me that is great advice do it as much as possible I have tried - the two weeks on left wing were a disaster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Find a higher purpose&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause finding lower porpoises are a drag! Or, more to the point, try and get high on purpose as much as possible. I have always been a naysayer to getting accidentally stoned. If you are going to party like a Kennedy, plan it. Do it right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Celebrate urgently&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe in urgency as much as the next guy. I also believe in celebrating as much as the next guy, but as I get older urgency comes in different ermmm territories.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dont do things that will make you die&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh? Ok, will try that however seems everything I really like has some essence of danger, maybe cut down on a couple. Or not. I really have no issue with dying. I do not want to live forever. Where would I park?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love one another.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I have a saying, a mantra if you will. Well, actually, it is a T shirt and it says ... I love everybody. You’re next!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/my-11-little-secrets-for-markwschaefer"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-7586721096622655909?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7586721096622655909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=7586721096622655909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/7586721096622655909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/7586721096622655909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-11-little-secrets-for-markwschaefer.html' title='My 11 Little Secrets for @markwschaefer'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-691391892447572779</id><published>2010-06-09T17:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T17:09:24.817-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Branding Schmanding. Declaring the end of the Branding age.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;Well, I just witnessed an interesting thing! I did a guest lecture at a college and as part of the pre-amble I use a small trick/game/mechanism to demonstrate my brand = reputation premise. &lt;p /&gt; To do this I ask folks to name their favorite brand. Now, I have lots of faves ... Apple, Titleist, Honda, BMO, SONY, Canadian Tire and on and on and so forth. &lt;p /&gt; In recent years, and more importantly today, here was a class of very bright post graduate folks (So not kids. Young yep, but not teens!) and the majority could not, or would not, name a favorite brand. In fact, a bunch said straight out - I do not have a favorite brand. Full stop. End of discussion. Gulp. &lt;p /&gt; I was gonna say .. WTF! But better put ... WHAT THE FUCK!!!!! &lt;p /&gt; So even with all the brand mavens, disciples, experts and gurus out there for the last - oh call it 20 years - and the gazzillions of dollars spent on BRANDING, we have ended up with, at the very least, a bunch of kids saying they have no fave brand or at the very, very worst, a generation of folks going .. MEH. Do not care. No fave brand? &lt;p /&gt; WTF? &lt;p /&gt; Great. Lovely. Perfect. This is exactly what we need. (Looking for gun to shoot myself with. Stand by.) &lt;p /&gt; Now, yep, this is back yard research fer sure. This is also the observation of a visiting old weird guy askin a class a question and maybe they were simply shy to say what is their fave brand. &lt;p /&gt; However, I think where there is smoke, there is fire. &lt;p /&gt; So now that we are all now citizen journalists, and we are all social media up the wazoo - what does this mean? &lt;p /&gt; Maybe it means we are not brand stewards anymore. We are cynics. We are impervious. Spend all ya want, I do not care anymore. &lt;p /&gt; The companies that have these brands that come to mind - like the Top 100 published each year - are maybe not in touch with the great unwashed. &lt;p /&gt; What do the folks really think? Are they over-saturated with messages, failed brand promises and quite frankly companies using the brand trump card to misdirect us from the real goals - the shareholder value chant comes to mind? &lt;p /&gt; I guess, cause I have been in branding forever, I like brands. It scares the hell out of me. &lt;p /&gt; So the question? &lt;p /&gt; Where do we go from here if folks are just not engaged - at bes,t to the idea of branding, and, at worst, simply disinterested. &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/branding-schmanding-declaring-the-end-of-the"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-691391892447572779?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/691391892447572779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=691391892447572779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/691391892447572779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/691391892447572779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/branding-schmanding-declaring-end-of.html' title='Branding Schmanding. Declaring the end of the Branding age.'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-2327464491470914984</id><published>2010-06-08T22:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T22:13:52.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just tripped over an 18th century German poet Christian Johann Heinrich Heine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;His last words were - God will forgive me. It's his job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Anyway, the poem that caught my eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;I pray only for a humble dwelling&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;with a&amp;nbsp;thatched roof, a good bed, good food,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;flowers&amp;nbsp;at my windows,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;and some fine tall trees before&amp;nbsp;my door.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;And if the good Lord wants to make me&amp;nbsp;completely happy,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;God will grant me the joy of&amp;nbsp;seeing six or seven of my enemies hanging from&amp;nbsp;those trees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/just-tripped-over-an-18th-century-german-poet"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-2327464491470914984?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2327464491470914984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=2327464491470914984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/2327464491470914984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/2327464491470914984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-tripped-over-18th-century-german.html' title='Just tripped over an 18th century German poet Christian Johann Heinrich Heine'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-6949803843514262921</id><published>2010-06-08T20:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T20:31:16.274-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Could we get a system where folks are tested and if they pass get issued a license to drive here?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;Well, without a doubt we have the goofiest, damn drivers in the world in Toronto. &lt;p /&gt; Was just downtown for meetings and saw 12 folks still yakin away on their cell phones. Then there were two guys went through red lights. Now, these were not the amber-ish-goin-on-red-making-it-through-the-lights issue we so dearly love in TO - in these two separate cases the motorists were siting at a red light. They then went a good five seconds before it turned green. And it was not an advance either way. Just stupid. &lt;p /&gt; The next beauty was a guy turning left onto Bathurst going north - south of King. His passenger door flies open. So he does a bunch of Starsky &amp; Hutch moves to try and get centrical force to close the open door - of course all over the road. Managed to get the door closed but not before forcing a couple of cars off to the side. &lt;p /&gt; Then on the way home, just for laughs, a garbage truck - at 6 pm decides to park right across Bloor Street while he picks up garbage. &lt;p /&gt; There were also 7 more cell phone sightings, a gal reading what looked like a business report while driving, and she had a coffee and a smoke going ... PLUS the assortment of scooters and cyclists that I guess thought it was chaos-day. I missed that memo. &lt;p /&gt; Unbelievable. &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/could-we-get-a-system-where-folks-are-tested"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-6949803843514262921?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6949803843514262921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=6949803843514262921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/6949803843514262921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/6949803843514262921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/06/could-we-get-system-where-folks-are.html' title='Could we get a system where folks are tested and if they pass get issued a license to drive here?'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-3610836080554248244</id><published>2010-05-29T12:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T12:46:50.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/mose/gGeiyvfgisErxkECldDGCvEuhArztJmitIvAnarBfcydGzdHdGuHDDxAbJJf/image.jpg.scaled500.jpg" width="358" height="222"/&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="posterous_quote_citation"&gt;via tweetie&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via web&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/19434396"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-3610836080554248244?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3610836080554248244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=3610836080554248244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/3610836080554248244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/3610836080554248244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/untitled_29.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-5873941812946214288</id><published>2010-05-26T00:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T00:04:45.872-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/mose/HzxHGijEilBEEwCnJtmsuJbCqzAnhFhyiskhEDJIqeGJvqJJoEdGBavbvuCt/image.jpg.scaled1000.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/mose/HzxHGijEilBEEwCnJtmsuJbCqzAnhFhyiskhEDJIqeGJvqJJoEdGBavbvuCt/image.jpg.scaled500.jpg" width="500" height="313"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="posterous_quote_citation"&gt;via tweetie&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via web&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/19247424"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-5873941812946214288?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5873941812946214288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=5873941812946214288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/5873941812946214288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/5873941812946214288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/untitled_26.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-6534013155385877682</id><published>2010-05-23T17:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T17:45:58.998-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Todays great SPAM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;p&gt;I do love the Net&lt;p /&gt;In my inbox today ...&lt;p /&gt;I can receive $10,600,000 dollars from a lawyer who believes I can help him as a client needs to deposit  - this for real he states!&lt;p /&gt;I also can get a Natural Perky Look if I buy a special bra insert - buy one get one free, I might add!&lt;p /&gt;Not to be topped, I can also buy a skylight! The guys upstairs might not see it my way, but what the hell!&lt;p /&gt;Please note ... if I go herbal I will see my male potential go up instantly. Also I can lose weight, buy Viagara and get a 3-in-1 Credit Report! Yay me!&lt;p /&gt;Moving on ... I can avail myself of hundreds of the best watch models available.&lt;p /&gt;Get ink online and save on Lasik Eye surgery!&lt;p /&gt;They also tell me they have a solution for weak erections and a small penis! It goes on to further tell me - Enlarge your penis without silly exercises and dangerous surgery. Dr.MaxMan is a breakthrough herbal formula, which is completely safe and natural. We guarantee discreet shipping. &lt;p /&gt;They guarantee the shipping ... but, like what about the ...&lt;p /&gt;Carrying on ...&lt;p /&gt;My car deserves car mats. No correction My car deserves GREAT floor mats. It does. &lt;p /&gt;Of course jewish Singles has my attention. Oy!&lt;p /&gt;And last but not least for today I can get a great deal on Little Giant Blueberry Plants.&lt;p /&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via web&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/todays-great-spam"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-6534013155385877682?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6534013155385877682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=6534013155385877682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/6534013155385877682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/6534013155385877682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/todays-great-spam.html' title='Todays great SPAM'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-5527713241389042044</id><published>2010-05-22T13:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T13:25:33.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Facebook Virus - Distracting Beach Babes video attack hits Facebook users</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;Notwithstanding I was disappointed in that the message on FB led to a virus and not some great Beach Babes! &lt;p /&gt; This is the latest malware to hit Facebook. Here is the low-down &lt;p /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/c17E6l"&gt;http://bit.ly/c17E6l&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p /&gt; They go on to say ... &lt;p /&gt; If you have been hit, you should delete the offending message from your page, scan your computer with an up-to-date anti-virus, change your passwords, review your Facebook application settings. &lt;p /&gt; I would also add ... &lt;p /&gt; Tie your shoe laces the opposite way, put on your tin foil hat, change all the oil in your car, wave a chicken in the air, spray PAM on all your socks and of course shave all your pets. &lt;p /&gt; Or get a Mac. &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/new-facebook-virus-distracting-beach-babes-vi"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-5527713241389042044?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5527713241389042044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=5527713241389042044&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/5527713241389042044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/5527713241389042044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-facebook-virus-distracting-beach.html' title='New Facebook Virus - Distracting Beach Babes video attack hits Facebook users'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-921726888776774874</id><published>2010-05-20T23:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T23:23:08.698-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Readin all about folks raving about Grey's Anatomy, I started to muse about ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;one of the favorite TV shows I have ever seen.&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vandaking.com/Nightcap/the_show.htm"&gt;http://www.vandaking.com/Nightcap/the_show.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nightcap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One skit I always loved was their soap opera (ergo the Grey&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica; font-size: small;"&gt;'&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: medium;"&gt;s Anatomy tie in)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flemington Park. Cesspool of desire in the heart of suburbia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was on in the 60s and was so ahead of its time. Watching it as a kid I remember just sitting there saying ... Can they say THAT on TV?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/readin-all-about-folks-raving-about-greys-ana"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-921726888776774874?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/921726888776774874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=921726888776774874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/921726888776774874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/921726888776774874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/readin-all-about-folks-raving-about.html' title='Readin all about folks raving about Grey&amp;#39;s Anatomy, I started to muse about ...'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-4064544154041943538</id><published>2010-05-19T15:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T15:37:19.729-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Privacy. Oh yeah. Shhh this is private. Don't tell anyone ...OK?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;This is marked Personal &amp;amp; Confidential.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Like that EVER made a damn bit of difference in the world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;With all the hub-bub in the news about FaceBook and their privacy policies, Google syphoning off Wifi info from their street-view mobile ... plus some interesting stories - one example ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Then there is a story out of the southern US where a waitress left a Facebook rant about a couple of customers who she did not like and was subsequently fired. Not her fault at all! Nope not her fault. &amp;nbsp;(There have been others - but I think I am making my point here as it is.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;So, Net/Net (pun intended) &amp;nbsp;we are all victims of this thing called PRIVACY. Notwithstanding a person commits a bone-head move at best or is an out-and-out idiot at &amp;nbsp;worst. Not their faults.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Ok, so who told you that this Net thing was private to start with? &amp;nbsp;Everything online is open for discovery and it stays around a long long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;If you work at a large company and use their email - it is not private. It is also not yours.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;If you post anything anywhere - Blog, &amp;nbsp;comment, discussion board, Twitter, Facebook, LinkedIn etc etc etc it is NOT private.&amp;nbsp;No matter what settings you have.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;There is an old joke.&amp;nbsp;"Hey, I can keep a secret! It is all the folks I tell that can't"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;I have always believed that I will only say online the same stuff I would say at a cocktail party to a group of folks I do not know.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;And, in the words of one of my fave comedians Ron White -&amp;nbsp;"Ya can't fix stupid!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/privacy-oh-yeah-shhh-this-is-private-dont-tel"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-4064544154041943538?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4064544154041943538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=4064544154041943538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/4064544154041943538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/4064544154041943538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/privacy-oh-yeah-shhh-this-is-private.html' title='Privacy. Oh yeah. Shhh this is private. Don&amp;#39;t tell anyone ...OK?'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-6266498087554932202</id><published>2010-05-12T18:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T18:18:03.201-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Again from the Internet - so we are not 100% sure of the validity ... but funny!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; font-size: 12pt; font-family: Times New Roman, serif; margin-top: 0cm; margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;GIMME THAT OLD TIME RELIGION ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; font-size: 12pt; font-family: Times New Roman, serif; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;On her radio show, Dr Laura Schlesinger said that, as an observant Orthodox Jew, homosexuality is an abomination according to Leviticus 18:22, and cannot be condoned under any circumstance.&amp;nbsp; The following response is an open letter to Dr. Laura, penned by a US resident, which was posted on the Internet.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It' s funny, as well as informative:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; font-size: 12pt; font-family: Times New Roman, serif; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;Dear Dr. Laura:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; font-size: 12pt; font-family: Times New Roman, serif; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;Thank you for doing so much to educate people regarding God's Law. I have learned a great deal from your show, and try to share that knowledge with as many people as I can.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;When someone tries to defend the homosexual lifestyle, for example, I simply remind them that Leviticus 18:22 clearly states it to be an abomination ... End&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;of debate. I do need some advice from you, however, regarding some other elements of God's Laws and how to follow them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; font-size: 12pt; font-family: Times New Roman, serif; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;1. Leviticus 25:44 states that I may possess slaves, both male and female, provided they are purchased from neighboring nations.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;A friend of mine claims that this applies to Mexicans, but not Canadians.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Can you clarify?&amp;nbsp; Why can't I own Canadians?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; font-size: 12pt; font-family: Times New Roman, serif; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;2. I would like to sell my daughter into slavery, as sanctioned in Exodus 21:7.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;In this day and age, what do you think would be a fair price for her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; font-size: 12pt; font-family: Times New Roman, serif; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;3. I know that I am allowed no contact with a woman while she is in her period of Menstrual uncleanliness - Lev.15: 19-24.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The problem is how do I tell?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I have tried asking, but most women take offense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; font-size: 12pt; font-family: Times New Roman, serif; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;4. When I burn a bull on the altar as a sacrifice, I know it creates a pleasing odor for the Lord - Lev.1:9.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The problem is my neighbors.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;They claim the odor is not pleasing to them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Should I smite them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; font-size: 12pt; font-family: Times New Roman, serif; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;5. I have a neighbor who insists on working on the Sabbath.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Exodus 35:2 clearly states he should be put to death.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Am I morally obligated to kill him myself, or should I ask the police to do it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; font-size: 12pt; font-family: Times New Roman, serif; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;6. A friend of mine feels that even though eating shellfish is an abomination, Lev. 11:10, it is a lesser abomination than homosexuality.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I don't agree.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Can you settle this?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Are there 'degrees' of abomination?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; font-size: 12pt; font-family: Times New Roman, serif; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;7. Lev. 21:20 states that I may not approach the altar of God if I have a defect in my sight.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I have to admit that I wear reading glasses.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Does my vision have to be 20/20, or is there some wiggle-room here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; font-size: 12pt; font-family: Times New Roman, serif; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;8. Most of my male friends get their hair trimmed, including the hair around their temples, even though this is expressly forbidden by Lev. 19:27.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;How should they die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; font-size: 12pt; font-family: Times New Roman, serif; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;9. I know from Lev. 11:6-8 that touching the skin of a dead pig makes me unclean, but may I still play football if I wear gloves?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; font-size: 12pt; font-family: Times New Roman, serif; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;10. My uncle has a farm.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He violates Lev.19:19 by planting two different crops in the same field, as does his wife by wearing garments made of two different kinds of thread (cotton/polyester blend).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He also tends to curse and blaspheme a lot.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Is it really necessary that we go to all the trouble of getting the whole town together to stone them?&amp;nbsp; Lev.24:10-16.&amp;nbsp; Couldn't we just burn them to death at a private family affair, like we do with people who sleep with their in-laws? (Lev. 20:14)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; font-size: 12pt; font-family: Times New Roman, serif; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I know you have studied these things extensively and thus enjoy considerable expertise in such matters, so I'm confident you can help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; font-size: 12pt; font-family: Times New Roman, serif; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Thank you again for reminding us that God's word is eternal and unchanging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; font-size: 12pt; font-family: Times New Roman, serif; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Your adoring fan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; font-size: 12pt; font-family: Times New Roman, serif; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;James M. Kauffman,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; font-size: 12pt; font-family: Times New Roman, serif; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Ed.D. Professor Emeritus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; font-size: 12pt; font-family: Times New Roman, serif; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Dept. Of Curriculum, Instruction, and Special Education&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; font-size: 12pt; font-family: Times New Roman, serif; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;University of Virginia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/again-from-the-internet-so-we-are-not-100-sur"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-6266498087554932202?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6266498087554932202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=6266498087554932202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/6266498087554932202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/6266498087554932202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/again-from-internet-so-we-are-not-100.html' title='Again from the Internet - so we are not 100% sure of the validity ... but funny!'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-4637830478088166691</id><published>2010-05-09T18:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T18:00:54.951-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You at one end, me at the other</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;This thing called the Net is about you and me. Each of us at one end. And anything that gets in the way of us connecting degrades our experience. &lt;p /&gt; Lately I have witnessed something. If, say, I am on Twitter and a 140 bon mot strikes my fancy I will click the link. Well, first I wait til the shortener (Owly, Bitly or Stoly) crunch away to find the usual 600 character php link, about 15 - 30 seconds. Then as I watch at the bottom of my browser it is looking for Digg, or umpteen ad servers and then maybe a heading will pop up. Oh call it the better part of 60 seconds. WTF? &lt;p /&gt; Well, I was not THAT interested in what I was clicking on. I have (just recent empirical research) opted out of 4 out of 5 links. I am not saying that I am someone with the attention san of a gnat (Oh, look something shiny!) but I am someone who will not stand for the ballooning bloating of this thing called the web. &lt;p /&gt; CNN, The Star, NewsWeek, Mashable etc etc ... sorry. If ya want my eyeballs, and I am happy to serve em up readily in response to something I find of interest - but you really have to serve it up in a reasonableness of time. I am not seeking instantaneous here, but if I am sitting whistling to myself for a minute - it kinda reinforces the hypothesis that this Net thing is a huge time waster. I will not even go into Facebook as it chunks away ... &lt;p /&gt; I believe the Net should be the lowest common denominator. Easy access, information rich and less jumping bunnies and throbbing gristle. &lt;p /&gt; If you are making your whoop-de-doo sites with all these great technologies - try and make em accessible. Or, at least, think about us ... the users. Did we ask for all this crap in the way? &lt;p /&gt; I do not think so. &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/you-at-one-end-me-at-the-other"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-4637830478088166691?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4637830478088166691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=4637830478088166691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/4637830478088166691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/4637830478088166691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-at-one-end-me-at-other.html' title='You at one end, me at the other'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-7026247257704805461</id><published>2010-05-02T17:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T17:49:06.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;Yes I went there. Just sayin.&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/mose/DAj9rVZCyl2JpkMBr0FAf6dU5vMBzUJJAUhCAYcMp5fECVIPNjHsIbyvmv1Z/photo.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/mose/ya7OY79xsJ9SkWFPcevDxDvcUHsVPTFhrHNmWNZYrczxNzUoq1MQ736dcvWL/photo.jpg.scaled.500.jpg" width="500" height="667"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPhone&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/17973569"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-7026247257704805461?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7026247257704805461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=7026247257704805461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/7026247257704805461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/7026247257704805461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-3042194836574537516</id><published>2010-04-25T11:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T11:50:48.760-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why English teachers resign. I am not sure how true this is, it is the Net after all, but very funny stuff!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;table class="ecxMsoNormalTable" border="0" style=""&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Every year, English teachers from across the country can submit their collections of actual analogies and metaphors found in high school essays. &amp;nbsp;These excerpts are published each year to the amusement of teachers across the country.&lt;p /&gt;Here are last year's winners...&lt;p /&gt;1. Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two sides gently compressed by a Thigh Master.&lt;p /&gt;2. His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free.&lt;p /&gt;3. He spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience, like a guy who went blind because he looked at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it and now goes around the country speaking at high schools about the dangers of looking at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it.&lt;p /&gt;4. She grew on him like she was a colony of E. Coli, and he was room-temperature Canadian beef.&lt;p /&gt;5. She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes just before it throws up.&lt;p /&gt;6. Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.&lt;p /&gt;7. He was as tall as a six-foot, three-inch tree.&lt;p /&gt;8. The revelation that his marriage of 30 years had disintegrated because of his wife's infidelity came as a rude shock, like a surcharge at a formerly surcharge-free ATM machine.&lt;p /&gt;9. The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn't.&lt;p /&gt;10. McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty bag filled with vegetable soup.&lt;p /&gt;11. From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie, surreal quality, like when you're on vacation in another city and Jeopardy comes on at 7:00 p.m. Instead of 7:30.&lt;p /&gt;12. Her hair glistened in the rain like a nose hair after a sneeze.&lt;p /&gt;13. The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them in hot grease.&lt;p /&gt;14. Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left Cleveland at 6:36 p.m. Traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19 p.m., at a speed of 35 mph.&lt;p /&gt;15. They lived in a typical suburban neighborhood with picket fences that resembled Nancy Kerrigan's teeth.&lt;p /&gt;16. John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.&lt;p /&gt;17. He fell for her like his heart was a mob informant, and she was the East River.&lt;p /&gt;18. Even in his last years, Granddad had a mind like a steel trap, only one that had been left out so long, it had rusted shut.&lt;p /&gt;19. Shots rang out, as shots are wont to do.&lt;p /&gt;20. The plan was simple, like my brother-in-law Phil. But unlike Phil, this plan just might work.&lt;p /&gt;21. The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for a while.&lt;p /&gt;22. He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck, either, but a real duck that was actually lame, maybe from stepping on a land mine or something.&lt;p /&gt;23. The ballerina rose gracefully en Pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant.&lt;p /&gt;24. It was an American tradition, like fathers chasing kids around with power tools.&lt;p /&gt;25. He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if she were a garbage truck backing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/why-english-teachers-resign-i-am-not-sure-how"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-3042194836574537516?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3042194836574537516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=3042194836574537516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/3042194836574537516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/3042194836574537516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/why-english-teachers-resign-i-am-not.html' title='Why English teachers resign. I am not sure how true this is, it is the Net after all, but very funny stuff!'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-365147546613563738</id><published>2010-04-18T18:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T19:26:30.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Web 3.0. Please God ... make this stop.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="posterous_autopost" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;lt;rant&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The following article is rife with sensationalism, trite snippets and sound bites. Sadly, it has no relevant connection to the Net.&lt;a href="http://www.nowtoronto.com/news/webjam.cfm?content=174558"&gt; http://www.nowtoronto.com/news/webjam.cfm?content=174558&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I will not denigrate NOW Toronto &amp;nbsp;regardless of their political views nor their chock-full-of-escort-ads section and ad revenue - what I will put down is this search for something to say about the future of the Net.&amp;nbsp;Oh and for all you folks who read NOW Mag denigrate means to&amp;nbsp;put down (Borrowed from Bob Newhart!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ok, I am old. 59 years old, in fact.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The Net has been around as long as I have. It was created in 1951. So was I. &amp;nbsp;And since 1951 it has done just fine regardless of the Web 2.0, Social Media and now Web 3.0 labels folks want to create. If you were not there since the beginning, trust me, everyone and their brother, sister, cousin, wierd old Uncle and son-in-law has tried to port over Shovelware online. It is a virtual mall, it is a magazine, it is DM, it is a record label, it is cheap TV etc etc etc etc (Notice 4, count em, 4 etc!) It is none of these. It is the Net. If ya want to see someone NOT getting the Net, watch someone spouting these tired, hackneyed terms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;In this article, for the record, lets just point out that there is no such thing as Web 2.0. The underlying intent of Mr&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;O'Reilly's&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;coined phrase was that the web had changed. The best explanation I have heard was that when the web came along we put our word docs there. We hyperlinked to them. Then we got fancy after a while and put up all sorts of jumping bunnies and throbbing gristle in these docs. But we were simply serving up documents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;When the Web changed it changed fundamentally. We were able to have all your your data talk to all my data. Think Excel vs Word. Google is the best example of this. Hold on, I must stop and sigh. I do love Google.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Anyway, je digress ... &amp;nbsp;this new Web NOW talks about - in the guise of Apple and the iPad is so not new. AOL did all this in the 80s. A closed-circuit-go-to-my-server-dial-up-thing and we will pretend it is the Net&amp;nbsp;(Don't ya just love a tmesis?)&amp;nbsp;On AOL you are not really online. Just like a Bulletin Board System was not online.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Apple is an amazing company - the digital centre of your life. Hell, I know it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;'s mine. My iPhone, my iPod, my MacBook Pro, my desktop iTunes, Logic &amp;nbsp;etc etc - Oh, I want an iPad, and will get one. Not right this second, mind you, but I will get one. I look at it as the ultimate interface and control device. Imagine controlling Logic with that device. [le sigh ... ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;As for the Net - it is still wonderfully simple and elegant and slightly broken. The Cluetrain written in the late 90s really spelled out all of this - please have a peek &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://cluetrain.com/"&gt;http://cluetrain.com/&lt;/a&gt;. Sadly, most new-comers have neither read, nor heard about this. When folks mention the net as a conversation The Cluetrain coined that BTW, they say this with absolutely no concept of what an online conversation really is. It is not the real world modality of you in a mall chatting with your friend. It is much more. It is a way for you to be at one end and me at the other. And the plain truth is that the more shit we have in the middle the more the conversation is devalued. Apple is not building a conversation tool. They are building a digital interface. Avec neat apps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The idea that Apple is, or will, take over the Web or make something that emulates an 80s AOL is laughable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;If it wasn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;'t for Apple there would not have been the proliferation and wonder we saw online. Most folks built all the early sites on Macs. I was part of MAGIC - the Macintosh Awareness Group in Canada which turned into one of the very first ISPs. Apple was and is the easiest way to get online. Full stop.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Apple is doing what Apple does best. Increase shareholder value. And if they could do that supporting gambling and porn they would. But they don't. They have amazing products - I use em daily - and their closed-circuit culture is just that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;iTunes arguably the best music delivery system. Their stores, real and online, the new bookstore and all of the wonderful stuff they put out, well ... &amp;nbsp;le sigh encore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Stop with the BS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;lt;/rant&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://posterous.com/"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/web-30-please-god-make-this-stop"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-365147546613563738?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/365147546613563738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=365147546613563738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/365147546613563738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/365147546613563738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/web-30-please-god-make-this-stop.html' title='Web 3.0. Please God ... make this stop.'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-6805255255555013805</id><published>2010-04-09T22:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T22:01:28.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dorothy Parker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;table border="0" style=""&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="30"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="top" style=""&gt; &lt;table border="0" align="right" width="200"&gt; 	&lt;tr&gt; 		&lt;td&gt; &lt;div class="addthis_toolbox addthis_default_style"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=250&amp;amp;pub=yenimedya" class="addthis_button_compact at300m"&gt;&lt;span class="at300bs at15t_compact"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Share&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="addthis_separator"&gt;|&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?pub=yenimedya&amp;amp;v=250&amp;amp;source=tbx-250&amp;amp;tt=0&amp;amp;s=facebook&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.poemhunter.com%2Fpoem%2Finterior%2F&amp;amp;title=Interior%20by%20Dorothy%20Parker&amp;amp;content=&amp;amp;lng=en" class="addthis_button_facebook at300b" title="Send to Facebook" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="at300bs at15t_facebook"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?pub=yenimedya&amp;amp;v=250&amp;amp;source=tbx-250&amp;amp;tt=0&amp;amp;s=myspace&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.poemhunter.com%2Fpoem%2Finterior%2F&amp;amp;title=Interior%20by%20Dorothy%20Parker&amp;amp;content=&amp;amp;lng=en" class="addthis_button_myspace at300b" title="Send to MySpace" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="at300bs at15t_myspace"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?pub=yenimedya&amp;amp;v=250&amp;amp;source=tbx-250&amp;amp;tt=0&amp;amp;s=google&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.poemhunter.com%2Fpoem%2Finterior%2F&amp;amp;title=Interior%20by%20Dorothy%20Parker&amp;amp;content=&amp;amp;lng=en" class="addthis_button_google at300b" title="Send to Google" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="at300bs at15t_google"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?pub=yenimedya&amp;amp;v=250&amp;amp;source=tbx-250&amp;amp;tt=0&amp;amp;s=twitter&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.poemhunter.com%2Fpoem%2Finterior%2F&amp;amp;title=Interior%20by%20Dorothy%20Parker&amp;amp;content=&amp;amp;lng=en" class="addthis_button_twitter at300b" title="Tweet This" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="at300bs at15t_twitter"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 20px; font-family: Trebuchet MS; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Interior&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p /&gt; &lt;p /&gt; --&gt; &lt;table border="0" style=""&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="30"&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="top" style=""&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 14px; font-family: Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; Her mind lives in a quiet room,&lt;br /&gt;A narrow room, and tall,&lt;br /&gt;With pretty lamps to quench the gloom&lt;br /&gt;And mottoes on the wall.&lt;p /&gt;There all the things are waxen neat&lt;br /&gt;And set in decorous lines;&lt;br /&gt;And there are posies, round and sweet,&lt;br /&gt;And little, straightened vines.&lt;p /&gt;Her mind lives tidily, apart&lt;br /&gt;From cold and noise and pain,&lt;br /&gt;And bolts the door against her heart,&lt;br /&gt;Out wailing in the rain. &lt;p /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size: 20px;"&gt; Dorothy Parker &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; &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; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/dorothy-parker-3"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-6805255255555013805?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6805255255555013805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=6805255255555013805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/6805255255555013805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/6805255255555013805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/dorothy-parker.html' title='Dorothy Parker'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-7571793148804907024</id><published>2010-04-08T00:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T00:23:12.561-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/mose/yheCfCdBhulBrIoAGysDkzlzxerzxsqcEEfpHjceIdvkytIbvlltuBorGdyk/image.jpg.scaled1000.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/mose/yheCfCdBhulBrIoAGysDkzlzxerzxsqcEEfpHjceIdvkytIbvlltuBorGdyk/image.jpg.scaled500.jpg" width="500" height="375"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="posterous_quote_citation"&gt;via tweetie&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via web&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/15697759"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-7571793148804907024?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7571793148804907024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=7571793148804907024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/7571793148804907024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/7571793148804907024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-4757210881009401400</id><published>2010-04-07T22:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T22:15:34.752-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Earl Woods asks his son a few questions before Tiger's return to golf.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;I have ranted lately about the lack of brilliance in advertising and the seeming pablum we must endure. I am eating my words. &lt;p /&gt; This NIKE spot leaves me speechless. It takes unbelievable courage to do something like this. This is as close to the power and breath-taking clarity of the Toscani ads Bennetton ran years ago. Wow. &lt;p /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/NikeGolf#p/u/0/5NTRvlrP2NU"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/NikeGolf#p/u/0/5NTRvlrP2NU&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/earl-woods-asks-his-son-a-few-questions-befor"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-4757210881009401400?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4757210881009401400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=4757210881009401400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/4757210881009401400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/4757210881009401400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/earl-woods-asks-his-son-few-questions.html' title='Earl Woods asks his son a few questions before Tiger&amp;#39;s return to golf.'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-7537467972685403409</id><published>2010-04-07T18:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T18:48:27.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Love where I live. So nice. Great neighbours too! Shot from outside my window!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/mose/5xpHdj3XtQ7KaAIHViKplOYCX6wL66QInnBz7N2Fh5kI497I9QF7htFXL3Yq/the.real.picture.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/mose/S5ta47K8CytMryrZJpbKeD0ysYgQaYIEQgP1lB2PANYQIt79HFsermIiF8nm/the.real.picture.jpg.scaled.500.jpg" width="500" height="375"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/love-where-i-live-so-nice-great-neighbours-to"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-7537467972685403409?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7537467972685403409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=7537467972685403409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/7537467972685403409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/7537467972685403409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/love-where-i-live-so-nice-great.html' title='Love where I live. So nice. Great neighbours too! Shot from outside my window!'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-7838963271608682666</id><published>2010-04-07T13:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T13:54:32.691-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And now for something completely different!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt; &lt;table style=""&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign="top" style="padding: 0.0px 5.0px 0.0px 5.0px;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Arial; color: #080808;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;READ BEFORE WATCHING THE ATTACHED VIDEO CLIP!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;nbsp;This is a real video from a French documentary about Africa.&lt;p /&gt;  There are trees that&amp;nbsp;grow in&amp;nbsp;Africa&amp;nbsp;that once a year, produce very juicy fruit that ferment and contain a large percentage of alcohol. Because there is a shortage of water, as soon as the fruits are ripe,&amp;nbsp;animals go there to protect themselves from the heat, and get a little refreshment.&amp;nbsp;click on high.wmv&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;What happens next, you can watch for yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Arial; color: #080808;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;/table&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 14.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Arial; color: #080808;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;       &lt;div style='padding: 5px 5px 10px 5px; margin-top: 5px; border: 1px solid #ddd; background-color: #fff;line-height: 16px;'&gt;       &lt;div style="float: left; margin-right: 5px; overflow: visible;"&gt;&lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/mose/gc42np0gBpLUo4UTrMKFTn7tNWVK88wlvhxuOslL75jX26ju5GfXKCRV6zu0/high.wmv' style='color: #bc7134;'&gt;&lt;img src='http://posterous.com/images/filetypes/unknown.png' style='border: none;'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       &lt;div style="font-size: 10px; color: #424037;line-height: 16px;"&gt;Download now or &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/and-now-for-something-completely-different-60" style="color: #bc7134"&gt;watch on posterous&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href='http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/mose/gc42np0gBpLUo4UTrMKFTn7tNWVK88wlvhxuOslL75jX26ju5GfXKCRV6zu0/high.wmv' style='color: #bc7134;'&gt;high.wmv&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 10px; color: #424037;"&gt;(5850 KB)&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;br style="clear: both;"/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;      &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/and-now-for-something-completely-different-60"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-7838963271608682666?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7838963271608682666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=7838963271608682666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/7838963271608682666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/7838963271608682666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/and-now-for-something-completely.html' title='And now for something completely different!'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-8492428486703408593</id><published>2010-04-07T13:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T13:17:51.404-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am the proud owner of some OpenSRS Swag! And I love it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;I just received this lovely gift from Ken &amp;amp; Ben at OpenSRS (tucows)&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who says we don&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;t love Swag!!! And we like toys even better! As per past posts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to Ken @kenschafer and Ben!&amp;nbsp;@benlucier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/mose/N2CtReFnLzJu889FYFKswL7IEvrlWIXqNik7mq60IJpluGr6Q9fpiGzGdOHO/photo.jpg" width="240" height="320"/&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/i-am-the-proud-owner-of-some-opensrs-swag-and"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-8492428486703408593?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8492428486703408593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=8492428486703408593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/8492428486703408593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/8492428486703408593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-proud-owner-of-some-opensrs-swag.html' title='I am the proud owner of some OpenSRS Swag! And I love it!'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-5467118036800840965</id><published>2010-04-06T14:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T14:05:28.056-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Communication is 38 percent tone, 55 percent visual cues, only 7 percent words.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;Explains a lot about communication on "the interwebs", no? &lt;p /&gt; I just finished writing a course for a day-long Presentation Skills course offered by the CMA. You can still enter for a chance to win a free ticket by entering at &lt;a href="http://www.onedegree.ca"&gt;www.onedegree.ca&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.dmatoronto.org"&gt;www.dmatoronto.org&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;p /&gt; This statistic comes from a UCLA study and has always staggered me. I believe it fully and know that when we communicate we simply need to see the other person. &lt;p /&gt; Here on Social Media and IM and texting - we lose so much - as the stat says 93%! &lt;p /&gt; I was helping a friend the other night who lives on the west coast, setting up an iChat account avec video. It was fun, but still not the same as being face-to-face. &lt;p /&gt; We need to understand this when we are blasting out Tweets or comments to Blogs or posts of any sort. A smiley face ... is not a smiling face. &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/communication-is-38-percent-tone-55-percent-v"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-5467118036800840965?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5467118036800840965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=5467118036800840965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/5467118036800840965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/5467118036800840965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/communication-is-38-percent-tone-55.html' title='Communication is 38 percent tone, 55 percent visual cues, only 7 percent words.'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-1253676053521622052</id><published>2010-04-05T17:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T17:37:00.937-04:00</updated><title type='text'>#ipad sales no where near projections and I am no where near a Super Model</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;no where near as in I would have to lose the equivalent weight of a Boy Band member, or two, change genders and become attractive, or no where near as in ... looking around me??? &amp;nbsp;Nope no Super Models here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Anyway I am just a little frosted over the analysts. These are the same guys that failed to predict the last three recessions BTW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;These analysts are poo-pooing the 300,000 units sold ($149,700,000)&amp;nbsp;on day one (Easter weekend) of the launch saying they were projecting 600,000 - 700,000 units. It did however out sell the iPhone on its first day The iPhone sales this year expect to top $20 billion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I liken this to Miles Davis showing up at my house with Herbie Hancock, Ron Carter and Tony Williams. And me being a music analyst saying something like ... 'Oh, well thats nice but you guys ain't no Billy Cirus.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/ipad-sales-no-where-near-projections-and-i-am"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-1253676053521622052?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1253676053521622052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=1253676053521622052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/1253676053521622052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/1253676053521622052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/ipad-sales-no-where-near-projections.html' title='#ipad sales no where near projections and I am no where near a Super Model'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-1317451114727247795</id><published>2010-04-05T11:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T11:33:33.791-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dark future for journalism? @davefleet Nope ... nothing to do with it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;Dave Fleet (@davefleet) posted this &lt;p /&gt; A dark future for journalism - the editorial/advertising wall is down: &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/bN06yz"&gt;http://bit.ly/bN06yz&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p /&gt; I wrote this comment ... &lt;p /&gt; --------------------------------------- &lt;p /&gt; If you have ever been in or near the trade magazine business - this is not news. This is what they do. &lt;p /&gt; If you have ever been in a Board meeting at a newspaper - this is not new. This is how they plan. &lt;p /&gt; If you have ever been at a radio station - this is how they make their living. radio has NO editorial! Unless they are reading a newspaper - which is how they get their news. &lt;p /&gt; All media was invented to sell ads. That is why they are there. The Net has not caused a failure of journalism the failure is the failure of advertising. Advertising has not gotten better over the years. It has not kept in step with our overall societal make up - we are more sophisticated. Advertising is not. If we had great ads and great companies out there selling us great stuff the newspapers, TV, radio and mags would be all a twitter and falling over themselves making money. &lt;p /&gt; Red herring. Sorry. &lt;p /&gt; --------------------------------------- &lt;p /&gt; And I wanted to expand on it. I read somewhere the response rates and ROI for media advertising ... very low. I also remember when main stream advertising took all its lumps over the last 20+ years. First it was Direct Marketing eating into it. Then the fractured TV channel universe, then TIVO and play on demand, then Promotion Marketing (below the line). Then it was the Net. When you have a cash cow - of course there will be better, cheaper, newer things competing against it. &lt;p /&gt; Well the sad, but true, tale is we suck at making great advertising. We were never all that great and the Brits and Europeans showed us that. &lt;p /&gt; We all love advertising by the way, we just don't love shitty advertising. Agencies are partly to blame, clients partly to blame. The media really isn't. They have to run what the folks paid for in space. I cannot remember a time when I was in media and received an ad from some advertiser to run and went ... 'OMG thats horrible.' happens all the time. Happening right now - pick up a paper or a mag - listen to the radio watch TV ... it sucks. &lt;p /&gt; Clients get the advertising they deserve. Agencies need the business. And you think the advertising/editoria line has been crossed? Forget that line - the agency client line for doing the right thing was obliterated 30 years ago. A good campaign is a client approved campaign. &lt;p /&gt;  If you have a lovely, bright, young MBA running your product and sadly he/she has never really done much real living - how would they know the human condition? Plus chances are he/she is not a great ad person If you have a lovely young bright Creative Director who is in his/her ivory tower how would he or she know what is out there? Plus most if not all ad folks are young. They simply have not had enough time on the planet to experience stuff. &lt;p /&gt; Advertising never was real. It is less real today. &lt;p /&gt; It is not the failure of journalism that media is taking a hit, it is the failure of advertising. &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/dark-future-for-journalism-davefleet-nope-not"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-1317451114727247795?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1317451114727247795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=1317451114727247795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/1317451114727247795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/1317451114727247795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/dark-future-for-journalism-davefleet.html' title='Dark future for journalism? @davefleet Nope ... nothing to do with it.'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-1600599409928504912</id><published>2010-04-02T18:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T18:03:55.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'>@Mick_Shrimpton my fave bass player joke of all time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;Drummer walks into the rehearsal room.&amp;nbsp;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The guitarist and bass player are on the floor fighting violently. The drummer breaks em up ... asks&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Hey, whats goin on here?&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;The bass player collects himself and says ... &amp;nbsp;'The guitarist was messing with my bass - he turned one of the tuning pegs putting my bass out of tune!!!!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;The drummer says ...&amp;nbsp;'So?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;The bass player replies ..&amp;nbsp;'I don't know which peg he turned?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/mickshrimpton-my-fave-bass-player-joke-of-all"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-1600599409928504912?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1600599409928504912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=1600599409928504912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/1600599409928504912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/1600599409928504912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/mickshrimpton-my-fave-bass-player-joke.html' title='@Mick_Shrimpton my fave bass player joke of all time'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-8126172029967368117</id><published>2010-03-30T08:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T08:43:52.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am having a bunch of conundrums</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;First there is One Degree (&lt;a href="http://www.onedegree.ca"&gt;www.onedegree.ca&lt;/a&gt;). I bought this recently and am working away on it. And of course there are all sorts of strategic issues I am grappling with. What if any to change and why? When to change it? Will folks dig it after it is changed? Will it find some sort of resonance within the market? And so on and so forth. Up to my ears in analytics. But fun!&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The answers will come in the fullness of time. I have a glimpse of a plan and have written a bunch of stuff to look at and decide what to implement. Like most clients I want it all NOW. But, I will take my time and do it right. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also on conundrum avenue is a post I have been sitting on. It is about this Social Media thing and safety. I have decided not to post it. All I will say folks, is please be careful out there. I have seen some creepy things in my life. Trust me on this. ladies, keep your clothes on in pictures and don't let everyone know where you are at any given moment. K?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And lastly - well this is not on conundrum avenue - it is simply ZOMFG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got a spam tweet just this am. I will not embarrass the folks here, but it was ... well just too much to leave alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This Gal is following 203 &amp;nbsp;with no followers. I HOPE English is a second language&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;example ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;li class="hentry u-hornybabygirl50 status latest-status"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;You wolud look gerat in Vitcoria Secert Swimwear..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="hentry u-hornybabygirl50 status"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Jo, here's my secert picz took yesetrday. you msut join for accses &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I said to myself ... &amp;nbsp;Self, who allows this gal to follow them and not immediately block them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course this guy did ... again no names. The first few posts says it all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;li class="hentry u-idotsylve status latest-status"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;At court, waitin n this long ass line.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a title="favorite this tweet" class="fav-action non-fav"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="hentry u-idotsylve status"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt; &lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Sittin at home bored&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="hentry u-idotsylve status"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt; &lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Bout 2 lay it dwn get ready 4 another week&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="hentry u-idotsylve status"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt; &lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;on my way out&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course he is at court!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/i-am-having-a-bunch-of-conundrums"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-8126172029967368117?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8126172029967368117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=8126172029967368117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/8126172029967368117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/8126172029967368117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-am-having-bunch-of-conundrums.html' title='I am having a bunch of conundrums'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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-6979307566818711598.post-3235052219794055831</id><published>2010-03-29T12:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T12:37:14.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One thing and this is frosting my ass curently</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class='posterous_autopost'&gt;This Net thing is so rife with screw ups. I would really like to see some folks think strategically for a change. &lt;p /&gt; Lemme elaborate ... &lt;p /&gt; I am not a techie. I am a marketing guy, a business guy and a creative type. &lt;p /&gt; The Net is about hyperlinks. Yes, all the folks with beanies with propellers love to tinker and add stuff and discover new and wonderful things to do here online. Great. Sadly, most geeks, for lack of a better term here, forget the basics. And one of the basics to me online is the above - hyperlinks. That is the means whereby people can connect to stuff and in turn to people. This is basic stuff! &lt;p /&gt; Blogger.  &lt;p /&gt; I have used that software for years. I use Blogger primarily as opposed to Word Press, Typepad and the like (But I do use all of these) cause I have several (like 10+) Blogs I run for folks. Blogger was/is the most efficient tool as I could see all the Blogs from one dashboard. I also had all of them as part of a site strategy for each client. Meaning clients had sites with their blog as part of the nav, structure, SEO, internal links etc etc ... &lt;p /&gt; Blogger stopped supporting FTP. That is where you hosted the Blog on your own server. As I was the reseller ISP for all these clients it was the best, most efficient and, I thought, smart thing to do. It also saved all my clients a lot of headaches. One stop shop for domains, hosting, blogging, back up, renewals, changes and content management and a whack of other stuff I do for them. &lt;p /&gt; With the change, Blogger will now host on Blogspot. &lt;p /&gt; I did all the change overs to Blogspot. Their tool worked as far as I can tell? In the testing I have done it seems fine - but some of these Blogs were large, lots of comments, trackbacks etc etc who knows if it worked unless I go in and hand tweak hundreds if not thousands of posts and comments. Oh and no one will be paying for any of this work! &lt;p /&gt; Anyway ... &lt;p /&gt; All of the links that were out there - some for many, many years are now useless. Broken links. &lt;p /&gt; Ferinstance if you linked to my Blog - which hundreds of folks have over the years (since the 90s when this Blogging this started) &lt;a href="http://www.themose.ca/blogger.html"&gt;www.themose.ca/blogger.html&lt;/a&gt; is now &lt;a href="http://www.themoseblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.themoseblog.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p /&gt; Now there might be some uber-geek out there that can code, patch, finagle, tweak some sort of refer or something else to solve this issue, but I, as a marketer - albeit fairly savvy net user - just can't! &lt;p /&gt; Ergo thanks Mr Google/Blogger and all the wild and whacky techs out there that thought this was a great idea - you just screwed me, and a bunch of my clients royally when it comes to legacy links, relevance and basic old fashioned link love. Not only that - but Blogspot is unbelievably slow. Oh, and by the looks of my Blog this am doesn't work all that well either. Great! &lt;p /&gt; Yes, in answer to the suggestion you have, I will switch them over to something that works. &lt;p style="font-size: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://posterous.com"&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href="http://mose.posterous.com/one-thing-and-this-is-frosting-my-ass-curentl"&gt;mose's posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6979307566818711598-3235052219794055831?l=themoseblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3235052219794055831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6979307566818711598&amp;postID=3235052219794055831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/3235052219794055831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6979307566818711598/posts/default/3235052219794055831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themoseblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-thing-and-this-is-frosting-my-ass.html' title='One thing and this is frosting my ass curently'/><author><name>Peter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17961137044019878986</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></feed>
