<?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-23884470</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:21:11.086-08:00</updated><category term='the 80s'/><category term='writing'/><category term='fiction'/><title type='text'>kansas city soil</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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type='text'>http://hondenspelenvoorhonden.com/images/aarto.phphttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wZTtvYLvCRI</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/48774020211340353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=48774020211340353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/48774020211340353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/48774020211340353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2011/05/httphondenspelenvoorhonden.html' title='http://hondenspelenvoorhonden....'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/1419160944265170994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/1419160944265170994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2011/05/httpkokejafu.html' title=''/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-2971262978868486932</id><published>2010-04-24T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T09:38:11.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No neenin</title><summary type='text'>Allie and I call the Internet the neenernet and we call surfing neening.

I've just imposed a rule of not neenin' before noon each day. Not even checking email is allowed.

I just decided enough is enough. Every freaking day I get on just to check for messages and I wind up getting sucked in, looking around for something interesting, not finding anything, and, worst of all, not writing. So no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/2971262978868486932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=2971262978868486932' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/2971262978868486932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/2971262978868486932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2010/04/no-neenin.html' title='No neenin'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-3263729971856612736</id><published>2010-04-23T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T13:08:32.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>affs</title><summary type='text'>I've recently started doing daily affirmations. Yes, those kinds of affirmations. Except I don't do them in front of a mirror.

No, I'm not ashamed to admit it. Not really.

Here's the thing: They work!

Seriously, I've noticed a marked improvement in the areas of my life that I've targeted with affirmations. One of those areas is writing. I've been doing an affirmation everyday about my novel. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/3263729971856612736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=3263729971856612736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/3263729971856612736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/3263729971856612736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2010/04/affs.html' title='affs'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-18197288378915758</id><published>2010-04-21T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T11:34:36.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Begin again</title><summary type='text'>Time to dust off this blog again. It's probably the best way to keep my relatives apprised of what's going on with me. So here goes...

I had an essay accepted by Pleiades today.  That's a big goal -- published by a lit journal -- accomplished a little more quickly than I thought it would be.

The weird thing is I re-read the essay and I thought it was awful. I got all down on myself for being a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/18197288378915758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=18197288378915758' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/18197288378915758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/18197288378915758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2010/04/begin-again.html' title='Begin again'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-9021079284338410331</id><published>2009-12-31T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T12:35:05.434-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year's resloutions</title><summary type='text'>    Last year, I listed the these resolutions on this blog:Sell a book.Run injury free. Do The Weekend Novelist.Make this blog worthy of a top ten list.I only succeeded in one - run injury free.Not that I didn't try to make resolution #1 come true. I tried mighty hard. I wrote two proposals and even switched agents. No luck.As for resolution #3. That book's kind of lame.I did, however, start a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/9021079284338410331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=9021079284338410331' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/9021079284338410331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/9021079284338410331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-years-resloutions.html' title='new year&apos;s resloutions'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-2314451182304740729</id><published>2009-11-08T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T16:55:25.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lovin life</title><summary type='text'>I'm amazed at how much fun I'm having writing fiction.Longtime readers of this blog (grandma) will recall that I often whine about the difficulties of writing. I've likened it to digging ditches. I've written at least a half dozen posts about how I have to trick myself into writing everyday.But since I've started this book, I can't wait to get back to it each morning. And when I'm at it, I stay </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/2314451182304740729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=2314451182304740729' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/2314451182304740729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/2314451182304740729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/11/lovin-life.html' title='lovin life'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-4771538183644958255</id><published>2009-11-06T10:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T10:58:30.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>out of the bag</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/4771538183644958255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=4771538183644958255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/4771538183644958255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/4771538183644958255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/11/out-of-bag.html' title='out of the bag'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-4320554721042302785</id><published>2009-11-04T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T09:13:37.746-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>freedom</title><summary type='text'>Earlier this week, I downloaded Freedom and I've been using it every day since. It disables your internet connection for however long you specify. Great writing tool. Today I set it for three hours.One of the toughest tasks of a writer is keeping your butt in the chair -- or at least keeping your eyes on whatever it is you're writing. Whenever I'm writing and I hit a spot where I'm not quite sure</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/4320554721042302785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=4320554721042302785' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/4320554721042302785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/4320554721042302785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/11/freedom.html' title='freedom'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-6043828511205994336</id><published>2009-11-02T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T08:48:05.053-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>art of fiction</title><summary type='text'>A couple weeks ago, I grabbed John Gardner's The Art of Fiction off of Allie's shelf and started reading. It turned out to be just the thing I needed to get me started writing fiction.I've wanted to write fiction for years. But whenever I try to start, my mind locks up. I become overwhelmed by the immensity of the task ahead of me. Fiction offers so much freedom that it's stifling.Nonfiction, on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/6043828511205994336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=6043828511205994336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/6043828511205994336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/6043828511205994336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/11/art-of-fiction.html' title='art of fiction'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-217991579418413328</id><published>2009-11-01T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T16:19:53.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>frankenblog</title><summary type='text'>I've going to bring this blog back to life one more time.Partly because someone posted a comment last week asking my to write more here. Partly because my grandma isn't on Facebook. But mostly because I have an idea of what to write about: writing.For the next several months (or weeks or days or years, however long I can keep it up), I'm going to post about my experiences as I write a novel, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/217991579418413328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=217991579418413328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/217991579418413328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/217991579418413328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/11/frankenblog.html' title='frankenblog'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-2620657101942753848</id><published>2009-11-01T14:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T14:27:39.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>our halloween</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/2620657101942753848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=2620657101942753848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/2620657101942753848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/2620657101942753848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/11/our-halloween.html' title='our halloween'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-7292153959776480289</id><published>2009-10-30T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T10:12:32.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>time for fiction</title><summary type='text'>Earlier this month I sent a proposal to my agent for a book about my experience in the mayor's office. It's the third proposal I've written about the subject over the last year. When I heard back a couple week's later, the message was pretty much the same: "Great story. Great writing. Not quite enough there to warrant a book."This time around the angle was to use the Funkhouser story as a device </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/7292153959776480289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=7292153959776480289' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/7292153959776480289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/7292153959776480289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/10/time-for-fiction.html' title='time for fiction'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-4166960452947505209</id><published>2009-09-07T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T06:57:20.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ethics schmethics</title><summary type='text'>I have a new column at kcdowntowner.com . At issue this week is a $750 political donation made with city funds -- which is against the law. A low-level employee lost her job. But the city's top dog, City Manager Wayne Cauthen, in whose name the donation was made, has faced zero scrutiny. What gives?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/4166960452947505209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=4166960452947505209' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/4166960452947505209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/4166960452947505209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/09/ethics-schmethics.html' title='ethics schmethics'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-5649534468310163343</id><published>2009-09-01T17:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T17:25:52.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>salon</title><summary type='text'>The Salon story finally came out.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/5649534468310163343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=5649534468310163343' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/5649534468310163343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/5649534468310163343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/09/salon.html' title='salon'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-870985541050221869</id><published>2009-08-30T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T15:48:25.638-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the 80s'/><title type='text'>the 80s: reckoning</title><summary type='text'>As I've said here a couple of times, the summer between my freshman and sophomore year wasn't the best of my life. By summer's end I felt so down on myself that I couldn't bear to look at my own shadow, much less mirrors. No kidding. After that night staring at my whole, miserable life reflected in a plate-glass window I didn't want to have to be reminded of myself ever again.So I was a pretty </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/870985541050221869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=870985541050221869' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/870985541050221869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/870985541050221869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/08/80s-reckoning.html' title='the 80s: reckoning'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-1160633050337888099</id><published>2009-08-26T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T07:05:42.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new gig</title><summary type='text'>I've got a new gig as a column writer for start-up info site. Check out my first story.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/1160633050337888099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=1160633050337888099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/1160633050337888099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/1160633050337888099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-gig.html' title='new gig'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-257070297007433445</id><published>2009-08-22T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T12:18:03.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>flipping out</title><summary type='text'>Allie and I bought a new toy today.And so:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/257070297007433445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=257070297007433445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/257070297007433445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/257070297007433445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/08/flipping-out.html' title='flipping out'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-3904987727690838295</id><published>2009-08-19T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T06:57:08.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just do it</title><summary type='text'>This is encouraging.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/3904987727690838295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=3904987727690838295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/3904987727690838295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/3904987727690838295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-do-it.html' title='just do it'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-2718605800525607548</id><published>2009-08-17T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T09:25:58.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>scamp's last days</title><summary type='text'>At some point during the last couple days of Scamp’s life I said to Allie that I was surprised by the experience. I expected it to be unbearable and monolithically awful. And I’d even before this all started to go down, been thinking about the inevitability of our animals’ deaths, and absolutely dreading it. I’d even taken to saying that the only downside of pet ownership is that they don’t live </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/2718605800525607548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=2718605800525607548' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/2718605800525607548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/2718605800525607548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/08/scamps-last-days.html' title='scamp&apos;s last days'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs9F6IxN1Ro/SomEhWvqyuI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/B9MAYKjJRqM/s72-c/scamp+window.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-5073919542511886953</id><published>2009-08-16T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:56:18.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kind words</title><summary type='text'>We've been getting lots of support from family and friends. One friend sent me a note that i really appreciated:I remember when we lived in Denver, I went over to your house one day to hang out. At one point during our conversation you stopped in mid sentence, bent over to pick Scamp up off the couch and held her up over your head with one hand. Scamp was looking at you and was very calm. You </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/5073919542511886953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=5073919542511886953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/5073919542511886953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/5073919542511886953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/08/kind-words.html' title='kind words'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-3033313389762605214</id><published>2009-08-15T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T14:41:59.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scamp</title><summary type='text'>Scamp was a little too young when I got her. For our first couple of days together, I fed her baby animal food from a bottle. She gnawed the rubbery tip to shreds. At night I slept with my hand draped over her body like a blanket. She wasn’t much bigger than a guinea pig.    &lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;Because of the early weaning, and the bottle, I think, Scamp lived her whole life thinking I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/3033313389762605214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=3033313389762605214' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/3033313389762605214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/3033313389762605214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/08/scamp.html' title='Scamp'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs9F6IxN1Ro/Socrl5N7aDI/AAAAAAAAAlI/qy9LByhNjVY/s72-c/scamp+in+window.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-9153148555760244565</id><published>2009-08-06T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T07:37:39.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>interesting stats</title><summary type='text'>I did a couple of queries on the Kansas City Star's article database at the library's site to see how many hits I would get on Mark Funkhouser and Alvin Brooks between November 1, 2006 and March 28, 2007, when the race for mayor was dominating local news. Out of curiosity, I also threw in Albert Riederer, the third-place finisher in the primary.Here's what I got:Funkhouser - 424Brooks - </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/9153148555760244565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=9153148555760244565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/9153148555760244565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/9153148555760244565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/08/interesting-stats.html' title='interesting stats'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-1096192811905699575</id><published>2009-08-05T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T15:47:59.737-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the 80s'/><title type='text'>the 80s: rellik</title><summary type='text'>The summer after my freshman year wasn't the best of my life. I spent it in Elkhart, Indiana, living mostly with my grandparents on my dad's side of the family. I guess I hadn't yet fully accepted Denver as my new home, and I wanted to take one last run at being a big fish in the little Indiana pond.That's the only time in my life that I've been in a band. And we were only a real, full band for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/1096192811905699575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=1096192811905699575' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/1096192811905699575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/1096192811905699575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/08/80s-rellik.html' title='the 80s: rellik'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-1311399869583660148</id><published>2009-08-05T08:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T08:13:21.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>monkey and cat making out</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/1311399869583660148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=1311399869583660148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/1311399869583660148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/1311399869583660148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/08/monkey-and-cat-making-out.html' title='monkey and cat making out'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-7337874580441116489</id><published>2009-08-05T08:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T08:04:54.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a moment of zen</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/7337874580441116489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=7337874580441116489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/7337874580441116489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/7337874580441116489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/08/moent-of-zen.html' title='a moment of zen'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-8797307815420580343</id><published>2009-07-31T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T16:49:08.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>flirting?</title><summary type='text'>Today Allie went to Home Depot to buy some polyurethane for a floor project. We're going to decorate a bathroom floor stenciled patterns of paint.She wanted to make sure she was getting the right kind, so she tracked down one of the people in the orange aprons. The one she found had a big beard and looked like the kind of guy who rides a Harley.  She told him what she had in mind."What are you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/8797307815420580343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=8797307815420580343' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/8797307815420580343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/8797307815420580343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/07/flirting.html' title='flirting?'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-2096116743428909696</id><published>2009-07-30T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T15:47:59.737-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the 80s'/><title type='text'>the 80s: diy, mf!</title><summary type='text'>I was a one-man media empire at age 15.I was the owner, publisher, editor, staff writer, graphic designer, typesetter, printer, folder and stapler for the esteemed publication, Nasal -- where you could read interviews with all the top punk acts who'd made their way to Colorado (that had gigs on nights I could break free from home). Can't remember who all I interviewed, but I know I scored </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/2096116743428909696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=2096116743428909696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/2096116743428909696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/2096116743428909696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/07/80s-diy-mf.html' title='the 80s: diy, mf!'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-3449399034692743283</id><published>2009-07-28T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T16:57:22.095-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the 80s'/><title type='text'>the 80s: hardcore</title><summary type='text'>The first all-out punk show I ever saw was  the Circle Jerks at the Rainbow. I went with my buddy Dave. There were something like five bands on the bill, but the only two other ones I remember were Peace Core and the Frantix.The place was maybe half full, with most of the audience crowded down toward the front, in the space between the seats and the stage.Dave and I stayed out of there. Every </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/3449399034692743283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=3449399034692743283' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/3449399034692743283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/3449399034692743283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/07/80s-hardcore.html' title='the 80s: hardcore'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-7584709136901485463</id><published>2009-07-25T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T16:57:45.156-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the 80s'/><title type='text'>the 80s: dave and another green world</title><summary type='text'>I first met my buddy Dave on the bus to a cross country meet in Ft. Morgan.The coach chartered one of those big comfy buses and we all had rows of seats to ourselves. Dave happened to be sitting in seats across the aisle from me.Like me, he had his Walkman out and tapes laying on the seat next to me.He asked me what music I was into. I rattled off a bunch of new wave acts and a couple of punk </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/7584709136901485463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=7584709136901485463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/7584709136901485463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/7584709136901485463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/07/80s-dave-and-another-green-world.html' title='the 80s: dave and another green world'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-3594928103295796775</id><published>2009-07-21T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T16:57:45.156-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the 80s'/><title type='text'>the 80s: waldorf goes punk</title><summary type='text'>I moved to Colorado the summer before my freshman year in high school. I was double nervous. New, big town. New, big school.For the first day of school I got dressed up real nice in my coolest Polo gear. Despite my affinity for edgy music (edgy for Northern Indiana, that is), I dressed totally preppy. I even had big, round, tortoise shell, horned rim glasses.So I get on the bus that first day, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/3594928103295796775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=3594928103295796775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/3594928103295796775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/3594928103295796775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/07/80s-waldorf-goes-punk.html' title='the 80s: waldorf goes punk'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-16724855935164861</id><published>2009-07-20T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T16:57:45.156-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the 80s'/><title type='text'>big music weekend</title><summary type='text'>Caught two shows at the Uptown this weekend. Sonic Youth on Saturday night and Neko Case on Sunday. I've never seen a real concert there (I can't count the three songs of a Schwag show I saw there a few months back). Great venue. Real easy to get good spots. On Saturday, my cousin Jake and I showed up about 45 minutes before the doors open and we snagged spots right against the stage. Last night </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/16724855935164861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=16724855935164861' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/16724855935164861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/16724855935164861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/07/big-music-weekend.html' title='big music weekend'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-4494310628092073856</id><published>2009-07-15T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T16:57:45.156-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the 80s'/><title type='text'>intermission</title><summary type='text'>Sorry for the break in the 80s action. I've been working on a story for Salon.com. And now I'm coming down with a cold. I want to get feeling better for a family visits and a couple of concerts this weekend.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/4494310628092073856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=4494310628092073856' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/4494310628092073856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/4494310628092073856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/07/intermission.html' title='intermission'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-2199974166661382156</id><published>2009-07-09T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T17:12:12.279-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the 80s'/><title type='text'>the 80s: first concert</title><summary type='text'>Right before I went into eighth grade, my mom got a job in Colorado. For the first time in my life I was popular in my school. I didn't want to leave. So I wound up spending that year with my grandparents while my mom got settled out west.During spring break, I flew out to Denver for my first visit. I'll never forget my welcome to Colorado. It was cloudy as I landed. It was raining as we loaded </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/2199974166661382156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=2199974166661382156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/2199974166661382156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/2199974166661382156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/07/80s-first-concert.html' title='the 80s: first concert'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-1388800172201774300</id><published>2009-07-08T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T16:54:56.206-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the 80s'/><title type='text'>the 80s: the in crowd</title><summary type='text'>Junior high was the only time I was in the in crowd. My best friends were the stars of the basketball team. They were all good looking and able to get girlfriends. But I was funny, so I guess they liked having me around.Most of us in this little clique tried hard to be musical snobs. For us it was new wave or nothing. Everything else, which back then was pretty much everything in northern Indiana</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/1388800172201774300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=1388800172201774300' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/1388800172201774300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/1388800172201774300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/07/80s-in-crowd.html' title='the 80s: the in crowd'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-5751792725927037463</id><published>2009-07-07T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T16:54:56.207-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the 80s'/><title type='text'>the 80s: hair standing on end</title><summary type='text'>I had this friend named Eric Landis. He was a little older than me. I think he was a freshman in high school when I was just starting junior high. I got to know him because his mom was friends with my mom and we were both latch-key kids. He lived in an apartment a couple of blocks away.I'm not sure who got it first, me or him, but we had this book about new wave. I don't know if it's still in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/5751792725927037463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=5751792725927037463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/5751792725927037463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/5751792725927037463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/07/80s-hair-standing-on-end.html' title='the 80s: hair standing on end'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-7188519271638212782</id><published>2009-07-06T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T16:54:56.207-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the 80s'/><title type='text'>the 80s: uncle pete</title><summary type='text'>My Uncle Pete got me Remain in Light for Christmas in 1980 or 1981. He also gave me a Clash T-shirt, one he'd designed himself in a screen printing class. He was my rock and roll uncle. Throughout the 70s he had a great big beard. He used to sit on the floor in the living room of my grandma's house playing guitar.I have to say, I didn't quite get Remain in Light at the time. I only listened to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/7188519271638212782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=7188519271638212782' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/7188519271638212782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/7188519271638212782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/07/80s-uncle-pete.html' title='the 80s: uncle pete'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-1354231471143704257</id><published>2009-07-01T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T16:54:56.207-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the 80s'/><title type='text'>the 80s: sara and the new wave</title><summary type='text'>At the dawn of the 1980s I lived in a condo subdivision on the outskirts of Elkhart, Indiana. There was a girl down the street from me named Sara. She had long blond 1970s girl hair that glowed in the sunlight. I was in love with her.She was completely out of my league, of course. But there was no one else to hang out with in that neighborhood, so she sometimes hung out with me.She made a point </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/1354231471143704257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=1354231471143704257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/1354231471143704257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/1354231471143704257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/07/80s-sara-and-new-wave.html' title='the 80s: sara and the new wave'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-8653653438499241277</id><published>2009-06-30T13:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T16:54:56.207-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the 80s'/><title type='text'>the 80s: background - Son of Schmilsson</title><summary type='text'>The first album I ever owned was Son of Schmilsson by Harry Nilsson. It completely twisted my mind.My mom and step dad bought it for me. They gave it to me along with one of those little plastic record players that's about the size of a donut box. Mine was red.Must've been when I was four or five because the album came out in 1972. I have no idea why they got it for me, or why they thought it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/8653653438499241277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=8653653438499241277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/8653653438499241277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/8653653438499241277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/06/80s-background-son-of-schmilsson.html' title='the 80s: background - Son of Schmilsson'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-2130771865560878541</id><published>2009-06-27T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T13:01:27.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>madness</title><summary type='text'>This morning I woke up with a seething resentment against Pete Campbell. I told Allie about it she said something like, "Wow, it is a good show. I don't think I've ever known you to be mad at a fictional character."A good friend of ours who has impeccable taste in all things fictitious practically demanded that we check out season one of Mad Men from the library. We're three quarters of the way </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/2130771865560878541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=2130771865560878541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/2130771865560878541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/2130771865560878541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/06/madness.html' title='madness'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-3482553976298496486</id><published>2009-06-26T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T16:54:56.208-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the 80s'/><title type='text'>the 80s: background</title><summary type='text'>My step dad Dan was a record collector. He was a fancy, uptight 70s guy. He took a long time making his hair just right every day and he often wore white pants. He mostly bought cheesy jazz. He also bought plastic cover protectors and anti-static inside dust jackets for every record, which he would file alphabetically when he got home.Dan took forever to figure out what he wanted to buy. So I'd </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/3482553976298496486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=3482553976298496486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/3482553976298496486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/3482553976298496486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/06/80s-background.html' title='the 80s: background'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-7668526336153069290</id><published>2009-06-25T11:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T13:47:07.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>40 to 80</title><summary type='text'>My friend Chuck says that 40 is half time. It's when you look back over where you've been and get ready for the rest of the game. (It's also an age I never pictured Chuck to be, and he probably didn't of me either.)He's right. I've been doing a lot of looking back lately. Or more accurately, listening back. I've been digging up all the old tunes I used to listen to.Of course, that's got me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/7668526336153069290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=7668526336153069290' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/7668526336153069290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/7668526336153069290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/06/40-to-80.html' title='40 to 80'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-8482691921802985671</id><published>2009-06-25T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T10:34:38.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>writeous</title><summary type='text'>Today I got an email from my grandma: "If writing is so hard why not go lay brick"(And I thought grandpa was the editor.)I wrote back: "Because I'm a writer not a bricklayer."Truth is I love writing. Especially on days like today when after four days of agonizing I have three decent paragraphs and a pretty good idea of where to go with however many graphs I have yet to write.As Joyce Carol Oats </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/8482691921802985671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=8482691921802985671' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/8482691921802985671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/8482691921802985671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/06/writeous.html' title='writeous'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-6173986635739024359</id><published>2009-06-24T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T12:18:26.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>vice</title><summary type='text'>I once saw Joyce Carol Oates speak at the University of Colorado. She said being a writer is like having a vice permanently clamped on your head. The only way to loosen the vice is to finish writing something.I have one of those vices. Mine is radioactive. It weakens my brain. So I have a harder time loosening the vice.Today I reworked yesterday's paragraph and then I wrote three more for a total</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/6173986635739024359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=6173986635739024359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/6173986635739024359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/6173986635739024359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/06/vice.html' title='vice'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-1086422030275026955</id><published>2009-06-23T11:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T12:07:42.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>grinding graph</title><summary type='text'>I spent two hours today writing a single paragraph. One usable paragraph. I actually wrote more than one, but they were awful.I hate writing.The toughest part is starting. No, actually, the toughest part is after you decide to start, when you get all settled in your chair, with the right documents open and the right music playing, and you're brain completely freezes up. That sucks.I've gone </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/1086422030275026955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=1086422030275026955' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/1086422030275026955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/1086422030275026955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/06/grinding-graph.html' title='grinding graph'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-4245658604685420484</id><published>2009-06-23T11:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T11:45:35.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>garden midsummer</title><summary type='text'>Here's an update on the growing things around me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/4245658604685420484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=4245658604685420484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/4245658604685420484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/4245658604685420484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/06/garden-midsummer.html' title='garden midsummer'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs9F6IxN1Ro/SkEhwBQToPI/AAAAAAAAAZI/sEClXMXo8jo/s72-c/100_6383.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-4871165696167634080</id><published>2009-06-22T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T12:19:29.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mystery</title><summary type='text'>For the past month or so, we have noticed a lot of dead birds in our neighborhood. They are just laying around near the sidewalk or on the side of the road.And the ones that are alive seem weak. When you approach them, they remain on the grass far longer than usual. Then, at the last moment, they take off, but only a few feet away. It's as if they're barely alive.We've mentioned it to friends in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/4871165696167634080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=4871165696167634080' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/4871165696167634080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/4871165696167634080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/06/mystery.html' title='mystery'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-776350933779715052</id><published>2009-06-18T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T06:49:14.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>morning</title><summary type='text'>I'm listening to a live recording of Müm with me feet up on my desk and my keyboard on my lap. I've finished the last of my coffee. Now it's time to write. Of course, I don't want to.Outside of my window I can see the top part of a tree and the sunlight on a neighbor's roof.All I really have to do is polish what I've already written. And pick away at an outline.I'd like to see Müm live in concert</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/776350933779715052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=776350933779715052' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/776350933779715052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/776350933779715052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/06/morning.html' title='morning'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-7585456415206717240</id><published>2009-06-18T06:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T06:22:41.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>living room concert</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/7585456415206717240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=7585456415206717240' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/7585456415206717240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/7585456415206717240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/06/living-room-concert.html' title='living room concert'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-2403995521884647760</id><published>2009-06-17T12:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T12:44:20.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mass murderer</title><summary type='text'>We have ants.They come up through the spots where the kitchen counter doesn't quite meet the wall. We intend to exterminate them as soon as we find the least toxic way to do so. Meantime, the best way to keep them under control is to kill them.When the kitchen is spotless, which is often lately, there are few or no ants to be seen. But if Allie or I leave a dish out for a few hours, and that dish</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/2403995521884647760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=2403995521884647760' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/2403995521884647760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/2403995521884647760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/06/mass-murderer.html' title='mass murderer'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-3762976916405910849</id><published>2009-06-17T06:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T06:15:08.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rarity</title><summary type='text'>I was 67 cents short on my bill at Aldi's yesterday. The nice lady at the cash register told me not to worry about it. I thanked her profusely.When I got in my car I noticed spare change in the center console. I counted up 67 cents and went back in to pay her back, locking my car door as I left.She was very happy when I gave her the money. We had both done one another good deeds. I felt good.As I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/3762976916405910849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=3762976916405910849' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/3762976916405910849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/3762976916405910849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/06/rarity.html' title='rarity'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-2092930100854056182</id><published>2009-06-17T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T06:05:10.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>woods</title><summary type='text'>I'm liking this here band.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/2092930100854056182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=2092930100854056182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/2092930100854056182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/2092930100854056182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/06/woods.html' title='woods'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-928172470325308861</id><published>2009-06-16T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T06:37:18.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>going long</title><summary type='text'>Today: A boring post about running.I'm halfway to my goal of running for a year without injury. And I'm running more miles per week than I used to. A couple weeks ago, I ran 26 miles, including an 11.4-mile long run. This week I hope to run 29.Reasons why I'm not hurt:Slowly building up the mileage.Sticking to the run/walk method.Running slowly.Running mostly on grass and trails.I'm feeling so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/928172470325308861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=928172470325308861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/928172470325308861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/928172470325308861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/06/going-long.html' title='going long'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-2043785864492990768</id><published>2009-06-15T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T13:00:10.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>good new music</title><summary type='text'>I've been listening to lots of music lately. Here are some of my recent favorites:Dirty Projectors: Bitte OrcaSonic Youth: The EternalJim O'Rourke: Banana Hall, Osaka, Japan, July 8, 1999 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/2043785864492990768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=2043785864492990768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/2043785864492990768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/2043785864492990768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/06/good-new-music.html' title='good new music'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-2610770806923634269</id><published>2009-06-15T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T12:53:52.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>write on</title><summary type='text'>I have written five book proposals since 2004. Now I'm about to embark on a sixth. I have a hunch this will be the one.Book proposals are by far and away the most difficult things I have to write. I've gone through extreme pain on each of the previous five. I'm bound to go through more on this one.I'd like to think I'm getting better at it. My last agent told me as much. My writing has really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/2610770806923634269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=2610770806923634269' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/2610770806923634269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/2610770806923634269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/06/write-on.html' title='write on'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-9120646825217590095</id><published>2009-06-14T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T18:14:17.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>running of the squirrels</title><summary type='text'>So we traveled to Marinville, Missouri, for the annual Running of the Squirrels. It was a lovely race, and they had the best race T-shirts I've ever seen:And we actually got to see one of the little white creatures. It was too far away and squirrely to photograph.People are very friendly in that part of the country. And they have lot of neat antiques.All in all, a lovely weekend.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/9120646825217590095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=9120646825217590095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/9120646825217590095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/9120646825217590095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/06/running-of-squirrels.html' title='running of the squirrels'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs9F6IxN1Ro/SjWfzxATUVI/AAAAAAAAAYg/fZxoGs7g5qs/s72-c/giot+squirrel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-4715452378411089111</id><published>2009-06-12T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T06:43:56.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This weekend, Allie and I are going to participate in the annual Running of the Squirrels.Not these squirrels:These squirrels: More here and here.As you can see, this is serious business.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/4715452378411089111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=4715452378411089111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/4715452378411089111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/4715452378411089111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-weekend-allie-and-i-are-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-7116404404455385795</id><published>2009-06-11T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T06:44:29.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>leaf eaters</title><summary type='text'>There's a part in Animal, Vegetable, Miracle where Barbara Kingsolver says something like spring is the time when we stuff our faces with leaves. Sounds about right.I laid down a law a couple of weeks ago. I said to Allie we need to eat two large salads everyday. And when I say large I mean gigantic. I've been eating mine out of a mixing bowl.We've been obeying the law for the most part. But </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/7116404404455385795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=7116404404455385795' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/7116404404455385795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/7116404404455385795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/06/leaf-eaters.html' title='leaf eaters'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs9F6IxN1Ro/SjEHy1Z4eNI/AAAAAAAAAXY/LK8mgo0nQMw/s72-c/100_6221.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-1868677679441137485</id><published>2009-06-10T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T09:20:17.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>archives</title><summary type='text'>These are my files from Cross-X. I've kept them around for three years. Last week I dumped all but the notebooks in the recycle bin. And I only kept those because I didn't have enough room to stuff those in too.I kept them around for obvious reasons. Who wants to get rid of such impressive evidence of hard work?On the other hand, it's kind of stupid to keep them. It's not like I'm Robert Caro.So </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/1868677679441137485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=1868677679441137485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/1868677679441137485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/1868677679441137485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/06/archives.html' title='archives'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs9F6IxN1Ro/Si_cfbFcFmI/AAAAAAAAAXI/AeDzfl-esG8/s72-c/100_6212.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-1021625410632834100</id><published>2009-06-10T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T08:57:02.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>b-day</title><summary type='text'>We treat each other pretty good on birthday's around here.I woke up this morning and got exactly what I wanted -- a last little boost toward a 160g iPod.Tonight I'm having steak from a well-treated cow and key lime pie.A month from now it'll be my turn to make someone else's day.And for your listening pleasure, one of the best Grateful Dead concerts ever, on this day 36 years ago at RFK Stadium </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/1021625410632834100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=1021625410632834100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/1021625410632834100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/1021625410632834100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/06/b-day.html' title='b-day'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-5854474247090413454</id><published>2009-06-09T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T17:50:47.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>libre</title><summary type='text'>I like to speak a little Spanish when I go to the corner store -- the carneceria.Tonight I went there to get a pound of liver. But I wound up asking for a book of liver.Oh well. At least I didn't ask for it for free.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/5854474247090413454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=5854474247090413454' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/5854474247090413454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/5854474247090413454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/06/libre.html' title='libre'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-510210821023905721</id><published>2009-06-09T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T06:50:59.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sonic</title><summary type='text'>As part of my ongoing reclamation of days gone by, I've picked up my old Sonic Youth habit.Sonic Youth was easily my favorite band through college and for the first couple of years after. I saw them in concert five times, the last being in 1999 in Santa Fe.They have a new album and they're on tour. I'm going to see them in July. Right here in Kansas City. No traveling.It's kind of funny, I guess.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/510210821023905721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=510210821023905721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/510210821023905721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/510210821023905721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/06/sonic.html' title='sonic'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-6471955814228904365</id><published>2009-05-24T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T13:59:22.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>news</title><summary type='text'>It's hard to not comment on this.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/6471955814228904365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=6471955814228904365' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/6471955814228904365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/6471955814228904365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/05/news.html' title='news'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-2833666337209203796</id><published>2009-05-21T19:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T19:58:33.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mutiny, i promise you</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/2833666337209203796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=2833666337209203796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/2833666337209203796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/2833666337209203796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/05/mutiny-i-promise-you.html' title='mutiny, i promise you'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-903054968176301465</id><published>2009-05-21T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T13:19:31.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>see through</title><summary type='text'>The Obama Administration is doing a great job making information available to people. They're doing such a great job, in fact, it's hard to keep up with it. Honestly, I've given up trying.I subscribe to the RSS feed of three White House blogs, all of which update several times a day. The press feed updates a couple dozen times a day, often with complete transcripts of press conferences.Today they</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/903054968176301465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=903054968176301465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/903054968176301465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/903054968176301465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/05/see-through.html' title='see through'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-4064748138850844978</id><published>2009-05-19T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T07:05:29.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>listen up</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/4064748138850844978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=4064748138850844978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/4064748138850844978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/4064748138850844978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/05/listen-up.html' title='listen up'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-7004152011100824000</id><published>2009-04-28T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T08:29:52.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>be1 kansas city report</title><summary type='text'>I had the Be1KC event last night. It was cold and raining, so not many people showed up. In fact, none of the official-type people I invited made it.But there were a couple of people who wanted to help kids, so I'm going to help them get in touch with folks who can help them do that.The main result is that I'm going to step up my involvement. The president of our neighborhood association showed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/7004152011100824000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=7004152011100824000' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/7004152011100824000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/7004152011100824000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/04/be1-kansas-city-report.html' title='be1 kansas city report'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-5178917352686802163</id><published>2009-04-23T16:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T16:47:58.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>beard: week 7</title><summary type='text'>I was going to let it go until August.But it was starting to feel like moss.And I'm a roooollling stoooonne!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/5178917352686802163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=5178917352686802163' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/5178917352686802163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/5178917352686802163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/04/beard-week-7.html' title='beard: week 7'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs9F6IxN1Ro/SfD948Dv2lI/AAAAAAAAAWY/MY3LlHrDLmg/s72-c/beard7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-2031763732835966864</id><published>2009-04-20T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:03:53.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>friends and family in the media</title><summary type='text'>There was a cool article in the Elkhart Truth about my uncle Evan and a forest he planted.And one of Ebony Rose's speeches is included in an online project about race hosted by Stanford.That's all for now.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/2031763732835966864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=2031763732835966864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/2031763732835966864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/2031763732835966864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/04/friends-and-family-in-media.html' title='friends and family in the media'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-3162706534679562236</id><published>2009-04-19T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T07:14:29.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>who woulda thunk it?</title><summary type='text'>Via my friend and fellow descendent of martyrs, Joel, comes this shocking news.This gives me good cause for growing my beard.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/3162706534679562236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=3162706534679562236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/3162706534679562236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/3162706534679562236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/04/who-woulda-thunk-it.html' title='who woulda thunk it?'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-5395629210077102815</id><published>2009-04-18T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T17:59:45.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nuni and nooni schoener</title><summary type='text'>Mice sometimes seek refuge in our home. Allie and I have named every mouse we've ever seen in our house Nuni Schoener or Nooni Schoener, after one of our favorite couples from Saturday Night Live.Usually, the Schoeners are not a big deal. They show up a few times during winter months and then the disappear. But this year there seems to be a lot of Nunis so we had to take action.We don't want to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/5395629210077102815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=5395629210077102815' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/5395629210077102815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/5395629210077102815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/04/nuni-and-nooni-schoener.html' title='nuni and nooni schoener'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs9F6IxN1Ro/Sep2TwKaVkI/AAAAAAAAAWA/Xfbqlz4PsVI/s72-c/100_6139.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-5565837349098669716</id><published>2009-04-16T08:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T08:35:17.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>be1 kansas city</title><summary type='text'>There's an article in my neighborhood newspaper about an event I'm hosting on April 27.It's part of the Be1 campaign that school board member has spearheaded.  The goal is to encourage folks to get become mentors for kids at Kansas City schools.The event will be at 6:30 p.m. at the Northeast Branch of the Kansas City Library.It'll be pretty mellow. I'll talk a little about my experience helping </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/5565837349098669716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=5565837349098669716' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/5565837349098669716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/5565837349098669716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/04/be1-kansas-city.html' title='be1 kansas city'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-8280860982061326853</id><published>2009-04-15T14:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T14:02:14.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>beard: week 6</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/8280860982061326853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=8280860982061326853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/8280860982061326853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/8280860982061326853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/04/beard-week-6.html' title='beard: week 6'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs9F6IxN1Ro/SeZLQAa3eDI/AAAAAAAAAVg/O5ywMY-iJtM/s72-c/beard+6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-6891872555296454011</id><published>2009-04-12T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T07:10:20.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bring out your dead</title><summary type='text'>There's a good article in today's Times about my current hobby.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-6550367133784460334</id><published>2009-04-09T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T17:47:10.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>beard: week 5</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/6550367133784460334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=6550367133784460334' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/6550367133784460334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/6550367133784460334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/04/beard-week-5.html' title='beard: week 5'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs9F6IxN1Ro/Sd6XAeLd2SI/AAAAAAAAAVY/sCq_3c811z4/s72-c/beard+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-3708953270810290129</id><published>2009-04-01T13:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T13:35:04.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>beard: week 4</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/3708953270810290129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=3708953270810290129' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/3708953270810290129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/3708953270810290129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/04/beard-week-4.html' title='beard: week 4'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs9F6IxN1Ro/SdPP7ulPzKI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/9eMhGrOicXc/s72-c/beard+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-3695222711528453931</id><published>2009-03-31T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T06:21:15.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rock chalk</title><summary type='text'>I can't believe I'm writing a post called "rock chalk!" And I really can't believe I'm about to write these words:"I'm proud to be a Jayhawk!"When I was an undergrad at Colorado, I despised Kansas.I was a basketball fan. Cu never had very good teams. KU always did. And not only would the Jayhawks crush the Buffs every year, but they'd bring with them throngs of loud fans all dressed in red and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/3695222711528453931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=3695222711528453931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/3695222711528453931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/3695222711528453931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/03/rock-chalk.html' title='rock chalk'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-2676277134292322722</id><published>2009-03-30T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T11:15:43.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ship of fools</title><summary type='text'>"Ship of Fools" has been one of my favorite songs lately. Allie's too. Today she asked me about the lyrics today, so I looked them up.They're quite beautiful. And they really hit home for me.Went to see the captainstrangest I could findLayed my proposition downLayed it on the line;I won't slave for beggar's paylikewise gold and jewelsbut I would slave to learn the wayto sink your ship of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/2676277134292322722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=2676277134292322722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/2676277134292322722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/2676277134292322722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/03/ship-of-fools.html' title='ship of fools'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-2502816313389830341</id><published>2009-03-28T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T13:35:03.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first bite</title><summary type='text'>We had our first harvest of asparagus. Just seven stalks. Allie cooked it in a skillet with some garlic and salt.She said it's the best asparagus she's ever had.I have to agree.It is the best she's ever had.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/2502816313389830341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=2502816313389830341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/2502816313389830341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/2502816313389830341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-bite.html' title='first bite'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs9F6IxN1Ro/Sc6JjkXqT7I/AAAAAAAAAVI/QYUSURUY_Ps/s72-c/asparagus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-7526746386665571833</id><published>2009-03-27T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T13:40:32.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life begins in my basement</title><summary type='text'>Every year when I plant seeds I do so thinking there is no way in hell they're going to grow. It just doesn't make any sense. Seeds are just these little things, and dirt is dirt, water's water. Doesn't add up in my head to peppers and tomatoes.But, every year, I'm proven wrong. This thing to the left is a little sprout of pepper proof.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/7526746386665571833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=7526746386665571833' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/7526746386665571833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/7526746386665571833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/03/life-begins-in-my-basement.html' title='life begins in my basement'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs9F6IxN1Ro/Sc05Bsn2qRI/AAAAAAAAAUo/WcIkx2bcyc8/s72-c/sprout.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-4133017803227884760</id><published>2009-03-27T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T13:30:42.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>beard: week 3</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/4133017803227884760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=4133017803227884760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/4133017803227884760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/4133017803227884760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/03/beard-week-3.html' title='beard: week 3'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs9F6IxN1Ro/Sc03aisMV6I/AAAAAAAAAUg/x_gsfP5AsO8/s72-c/beard3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-4757353734888994445</id><published>2009-03-23T14:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T14:50:46.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>photos from the puppy mill</title><summary type='text'>There are more on my Facebook.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/4757353734888994445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=4757353734888994445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/4757353734888994445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/4757353734888994445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/03/photos-from-puppy-mill.html' title='photos from the puppy mill'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs9F6IxN1Ro/ScgDg6YxGXI/AAAAAAAAAUY/8DRghedOW6Y/s72-c/100_5992.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-1777633891419547462</id><published>2009-03-23T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T14:36:11.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>neighborhood puppy mill</title><summary type='text'>On Saturday, a man built a crude enclosure out of boards and chicken wire in the front yard of a rental house down the street. Then he put four dogs in the enclosure. One was female. She had great big teets full of milk dangling down from her belly.The house is on a busy corner and the dogs were nervous about all the commotion. They kept barking and barking. Our dogs, in turn, were made nervous </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/1777633891419547462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=1777633891419547462' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/1777633891419547462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/1777633891419547462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/03/neighborhood-puppy-mill.html' title='neighborhood puppy mill'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-8671745825686590261</id><published>2009-03-19T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T16:42:15.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>staying power</title><summary type='text'>Shoulda put these in the ground three years ago. Oh well, better late than never. We're going to be eating good next week.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/8671745825686590261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=8671745825686590261' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/8671745825686590261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/8671745825686590261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/03/staying-power.html' title='staying power'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs9F6IxN1Ro/ScLYAuJsXdI/AAAAAAAAATw/LXIGiovfzrA/s72-c/100_5981.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-2459907033243093652</id><published>2009-03-18T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T08:21:52.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>international trade?</title><summary type='text'>Yael's blog says my former boss supported "keeping the International Trade Office open" in his budget recommendation. I was very surprised to read this, because when I was still there we were not big fans of the program.From our perspective, the expense was hard to justify in hard times. Hell, it was hard to justify in good times.We wondered, Just what does the program do?Kendrick Blackwood, the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/2459907033243093652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=2459907033243093652' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/2459907033243093652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/2459907033243093652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/03/international-trade.html' title='international trade?'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-476890502355628576</id><published>2009-03-17T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T07:11:43.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hobbies</title><summary type='text'>When does a hobby become an obsessive compulsive disorder?I believe there is a clear line between the two, and that I have found it.Earlier this year, I rediscovered the Grateful Dead. To my sober ears, they sound better than ever. And I was thrilled to discover that there are thousands of high-quality live recordings free for the taking on the Internet. All you need is a little patience, some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/476890502355628576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=476890502355628576' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/476890502355628576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/476890502355628576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/03/hobbies.html' title='hobbies'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-210589281153399711</id><published>2009-03-16T11:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T11:13:06.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>beard: week 2</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/210589281153399711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=210589281153399711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/210589281153399711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/210589281153399711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/03/beard-week-2.html' title='beard: week 2'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs9F6IxN1Ro/Sb6Wn3JJ0FI/AAAAAAAAATg/zA8DiWxJtEY/s72-c/beard+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-6345981198696360604</id><published>2009-03-13T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T17:51:39.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>funkytown</title><summary type='text'>For those of you who are eagerly awaiting my tell-all book about city hall, quit holding your breath. I talked with Agent Lydia on Thursday, and she said my latest proposal was heading in the wrong direction. She said that right now all the publishers are looking for BIG BOOKS. And the Funkhouser story is too small.More significantly, she could tell my heart wasn't in it. Though it was well </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/6345981198696360604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=6345981198696360604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/6345981198696360604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/6345981198696360604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/03/funkytown.html' title='funkytown'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-4725552490722741129</id><published>2009-03-09T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T10:47:29.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>beard: week 1</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/4725552490722741129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=4725552490722741129' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/4725552490722741129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/4725552490722741129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/03/beard-week-1.html' title='beard: week 1'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs9F6IxN1Ro/SbVV-9siq5I/AAAAAAAAATY/O3n-70CD32k/s72-c/beard+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-5354913528523658893</id><published>2009-03-06T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T20:08:47.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>do i have to report it to unemployment?</title><summary type='text'>I got a call today from Arbitron. I told them I don't listen to the radio. But they still want me to participate in their sweep of the KC market.So I decided to do it. After all, there's compensation involved. The lady on the phone told me I'd get a small cash stipend."It's not a lot," she said. "But it's enough to go out and have a cup of coffee or a donut."Not and. Or.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/5354913528523658893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=5354913528523658893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/5354913528523658893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/5354913528523658893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/03/do-i-have-to-report-it-to-unemployment.html' title='do i have to report it to unemployment?'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-1430304566040828037</id><published>2009-03-05T06:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T06:46:49.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>howard hughes</title><summary type='text'>I've grown a beard. I'd been trimming it, but I decided this week to let it grow for a while, just to see what it's like.This morning I stood in the kitchen negotiating with Allie a time limit for my experiment. We hadn't had coffee yet and I looked like shit. I was in my Crocs slippers and a pair of sweats with paint stains on them. My hair was going every which way.Allie burst out laughing. She</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/1430304566040828037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=1430304566040828037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/1430304566040828037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/1430304566040828037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/03/howard-hughes.html' title='howard hughes'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-3416543012808327948</id><published>2009-03-04T11:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T12:05:28.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>neko's new one</title><summary type='text'>I think I'm partial to live music. I'm not as crazy about Neko Case's new album, Middle Cyclone, as I am about her live recordings.That's not a knock on the new release. It's good. It just doesn't fill me with waves of ecstasy the way the concert discs do.I picked it up yesterday at an independent shop in downtown Lawrence, after I got out of class. I felt all college kid, buying a record on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/3416543012808327948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=3416543012808327948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/3416543012808327948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/3416543012808327948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/03/nekos-new-one.html' title='neko&apos;s new one'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-6463343380692873064</id><published>2009-02-11T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T11:58:00.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>holy blog</title><summary type='text'>Got a note from a friend today saying she'd mistyped the url to this blog and wound up here. What's up with that?Gives me an excuse to post. Sorry I've been remiss. Been working on my proposal, and I finally finished what seems a decent draft. Also going to school and trying to figure out how to earn money.I understand the President was in my hometown the other day. Too bad my grandpa isn't still</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/6463343380692873064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=6463343380692873064' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/6463343380692873064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/6463343380692873064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/02/holy-blog.html' title='holy blog'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-2273098138683818782</id><published>2009-01-28T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T13:53:49.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a mammoth proposal</title><summary type='text'>There is no worse writing assignment than a book proposal. They're not only tough to write, what with having to cram 300 pages worth of story and concept into a breezy 20-page essay, but they carry huge consequences. As in, if I nail this thing, I don't really have to worry about money for three years.The only way into it, for me, is to trick myself into it. Lately that means setting aside 20 or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/2273098138683818782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=2273098138683818782' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/2273098138683818782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/2273098138683818782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/01/mammoth-proposal.html' title='a mammoth proposal'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-1649328217665248103</id><published>2009-01-22T08:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T08:49:44.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>reading missouri</title><summary type='text'>I was surprised and happy to learn last night that my book was selected as one of the recommended books for the Kansas City Public Library's adult winter reading program, Reading Missouri.Looks like a neat program. Read five books off the list and you get a prize package and invitation to a part in March.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/1649328217665248103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=1649328217665248103' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/1649328217665248103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/1649328217665248103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/01/reading-missouri.html' title='reading missouri'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-8609948006186399785</id><published>2009-01-21T12:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T13:14:46.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>praise for the day</title><summary type='text'>This morning Allie said she hadn't heard any pundits say that it was the blackest presidential inauguration in history."They had a token white guy," she said, "instead of a token black guy."It's true, though.Aretha Franklin with her spectacular, COGIC-style hat.Elizabeth Alexander's tight "Praise for the Day" that plainly said, "Say it plain, that many have died for this day."And Rev. Joseph </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/8609948006186399785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=8609948006186399785' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/8609948006186399785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/8609948006186399785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/01/praise-for-day.html' title='praise for the day'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-464971582454315802</id><published>2009-01-19T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T16:06:08.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>memories</title><summary type='text'>I don't know what's harder to believe -- that I was once 19, or that I'm not still.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/464971582454315802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=464971582454315802' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/464971582454315802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/464971582454315802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/01/memories.html' title='memories'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-6747819204532555707</id><published>2009-01-18T05:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T06:50:00.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>19</title><summary type='text'>The weirdest thing about finding all these Grateful Dead shows online is how I can feel the same obsession I felt when I was 19. A touch of it. Like when I scroll through the list of shows in 1988, the venues and the towns seem like exotic places, and the notion that the dead would be playing there makes them seem more exotic still. When I look through the set lists, though, it seems so silly. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/6747819204532555707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=6747819204532555707' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/6747819204532555707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/6747819204532555707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/01/19.html' title='19'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23884470.post-1974570763452853910</id><published>2009-01-17T16:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T17:08:03.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>first show</title><summary type='text'>      I'm years and years behind the times on this one. This week I discovered The Internet Archive, where you can listen to a CD quality recording of just about every concert the Grateful Dead ever gave. So of course I go right to the ones I attended, all of which are right there for the listening.If you click play on the doohicky above you can listen to the first show I attended, at the Henry J</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/feeds/1974570763452853910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23884470&amp;postID=1974570763452853910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/1974570763452853910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23884470/posts/default/1974570763452853910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kansascitysoil.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-show.html' title='first show'/><author><name>joe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5AMMM2_nMSE/TqDpqNlHsKI/AAAAAAAAAv0/XWM_H9MFZnw/s220/woodchuck.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
