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<title><![CDATA[How did the coyote survive this!!]]></title>
<link>http://bestofjunkemail.wordpress.com/2009/11/27/miracle-coyote-survives-hit-and-run/</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 27 Nov 2009 04:54:40 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>April</dc:creator>
<guid>http://bestofjunkemail.wordpress.com/2009/11/27/miracle-coyote-survives-hit-and-run/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Miracle Coyote Survives Hit And Run Meet the wiliest of all coyotes: Hit by a car at 75mph, embedded]]></description>
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<p><strong>Meet the wiliest of all coyotes: Hit by a car at 75mph, embedded in the fender, went for 600 miles &#8211; and SURVIVED!</strong></p>
<p>When a brother and sister struck a coyote at 75mph they assumed they had killed the animal and drove on.</p>
<p>They didn&#8217;t realize this was the toughest creature ever to survive a hit-and-run.</p>
<p>Eight hours, two fuel stops, and 600 miles later they found the wild animal embedded in their front fender &#8211; and very much alive.</p>
<div id="attachment_277" class="wp-caption alignleft" style="width: 610px"><a href="http://bestofjunkemail.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/coy6.png"><img class="size-full wp-image-277" title="Coyote is embedded in the grill of the car" src="http://bestofjunkemail.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/coy6.png" alt="" width="600" height="439" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">The coyote was still alive after 600 miles</p></div>
<p>Daniel and Tevyn East were driving at night along Interstate 80 near the Nevada-Utah border when they noticed a pack of coyotes near the roadside on October 12.</p>
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<p>When one of the animals ran in front of the car, the impact sounded fatal so the siblings thought there no point in stopping.</p>
<p>&#8216;Right off the bat, we knew it was bad,&#8217; Daniel explained. &#8216;We thought the story was over.&#8217;</p>
<p>After the incident around 1am, they continued their 600 mile drive to North San Juan &#8211; even stopping for fuel at least twice.</p>
<p>But it was only when they finally reached their destination at 9am did they take time to examine what damage they may have sustained.</p>
<div id="attachment_278" class="wp-caption alignleft" style="width: 610px"><a href="http://bestofjunkemail.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/coy4.png"><img class="size-full wp-image-278" title="Miracle Coyote" src="http://bestofjunkemail.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/coy4.png" alt="" width="600" height="431" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">Fur Pete&#39;s sake - this coyote is stuck in the car&#39;s bumper</p></div>
<p>At first it looked as though it was going to be quite gruesome.</p>
<p>&#8216;[Daniel] saw fur and the body inside the grill,&#8217; Tevyn East said. &#8216;I was trying to keep some distance. Our assumption was it was part of the coyote &#8211; it didn&#8217;t register it was the whole animal.&#8217;</p>
<p>Daniel East got a broom to try and pry the remains out of the bumper and got the shock of his life.</p>
<p>&#8216;It flinched,&#8217; Tevyn East said. &#8216;It was a huge surprise &#8211; he got a little freaked out..&#8217;</p>
<p>&#8216;We knew it was bad&#8217;: Tevyn East, who was in the car when it hit the coyote, bends down to take a look at the fur poking through the fender.</p>
<p>Rescuers arrived and took the car apart&#8230;</p>
<div id="attachment_279" class="wp-caption alignleft" style="width: 610px"><a href="http://bestofjunkemail.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/coy1.png"><img class="size-full wp-image-279" title="Miracle Coyote" src="http://bestofjunkemail.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/coy1.png" alt="" width="600" height="444" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">The coyote&#39;s head can be seen as rescuers took apart the fender to save it.</p></div>
<p>As the animal struggled, wildlife protection officials put a loop around its neck to prevent it from further injuring itself&#8230;</p>
<div id="attachment_280" class="wp-caption alignleft" style="width: 610px"><a href="http://bestofjunkemail.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/coy2.png"><img class="size-full wp-image-280" title="Miracle Coyote" src="http://bestofjunkemail.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/coy2.png" alt="" width="600" height="338" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">The coyote struggles to dislodge itself from the car</p></div>
<p>The coyote rests in a cage after its ordeal. The only injuries were scrapes to its paw. It was released back where it first came from.</p>
<div id="attachment_281" class="wp-caption alignleft" style="width: 610px"><a href="http://bestofjunkemail.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/coy3.png"><img class="size-full wp-image-281" title="Miracle coyote" src="http://bestofjunkemail.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/coy3.png" alt="" width="600" height="448" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">It&#39;s a miracle this coyote did not die, or even sustain serious injuries. Trickster.</p></div>
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<title><![CDATA[taking irons out]]></title>
<link>http://kameronlombard.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/taking-irons-out/</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 05:32:02 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>kameronlombard</dc:creator>
<guid>http://kameronlombard.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/taking-irons-out/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[we&#8217;ve all heard the phrase: &#8220;i&#8217;ve got a lot of iron&#8217;s in the fire.&#8221; in]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p>we&#8217;ve all heard the phrase: &#8220;i&#8217;ve got a lot of iron&#8217;s in the fire.&#8221; in my last blog it talked about focus being a central point of attraction, attention, and activity as one part of the definition of the word defines it. i think i must be fascinated by this word so much as i&#8217;ve witnessed it&#8217;s power and lack of power in my own life.</p>
<p>recently i began to take a little more stock in all of the iron&#8217;s i had in the fire, and realized that there have been so many in such a way that none of them could come to thrive. most of the time around this point in the year i begin to think about all of the things i want to accomplish in the next. this of course is a good thought as it is what sets our priorities out for the given time period. but usually for me it means more irons in the fire.</p>
<p>however, as i began to examine this it was as if what i noticed was not that i needed to plan to do more. rather, i needed to recognize that many things need not be done, so that a few could burn very bright. or at least have a chance too. often times being the free-spirit that i am i can get very excited about something and then become un-excited about it in a short time and want to go a different direction. part of this is in personality and part is simply a lack of discipline. yep, i said it. discipline!!!</p>
<p>when we know there is a goal that needs to be met be it in an area of fulfillment, family, finances, friendships, or whatever we know we are meant to be working towards in our lives, it becomes very important to examine other factors that stand in the way of our focus in these areas. no matter what challenges we may be facing there are always choices we must make in the midst of them to remain focused on those areas of importance in each season that we pass through.</p>
<p>even when it may not be fun, discipline to do something and stick with it often is the fuel that brings out the intensity of the fire to keep the irons that we&#8217;ve chosen hot. one area of focus may not be very fun, like a particular job we may be doing at the time. but when we see the bigger picture, that it is a means of fulfillment of part of our purpose to provide for our families, then discipline can be applied to it in greater measure.</p>
<p>not everything will be a blast at certain times. yet it is in these times that discipline must be applied to keep focus in an area we know deep down we are meant to, so that we achieve that which we ultimately are created to.</p>
<p>Kameron</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Thought for the Week]]></title>
<link>http://archiearchive.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/thought-for-the-week-5/</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 24 Nov 2009 22:00:09 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>archiearchive FCD</dc:creator>
<guid>http://archiearchive.wordpress.com/2009/11/25/thought-for-the-week-5/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[&#8220;The gods can either take away evil from the world and will not, or, being willing to do so, c]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p>&#8220;The gods can either take away evil from the world and will not, or, being willing to do so, cannot; or they neither can nor will, or lastly, they are both able and willing. If they have the will to remove evil and cannot, then they are not omnipotent. If they can, but will not, than they are not benevolent. If they are neither able nor willing, then they are neither omnipotent nor benevolent. Lastly, if they are both able and willing to annihilate evil, how does it exist ?&#8221;    — Epicures, 300 BC.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Is Your Company Christmas Party Like This?]]></title>
<link>http://bestofjunkemail.wordpress.com/2009/11/23/company-christmas-party/</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 23:24:59 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>April</dc:creator>
<guid>http://bestofjunkemail.wordpress.com/2009/11/23/company-christmas-party/</guid>
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<p>FROM:    Patty Lewis, Human Resources Director<br />
TO:         All Employees<br />
DATE:    October 1, 2008<br />
RE:       Gala Christmas Party</p>
<p>I&#8217;m happy to inform you that the company Christmas Party will take place on December 23rd, starting at noon in the private function room at the Grill House. There will be a cash bar and plenty of drinks!  We&#8217;ll have a small band playing traditional carols&#8230; feel free to sing along.  And don&#8217;t be surprised if our CEO shows up dressed as Santa Claus! A Christmas tree will be lit at 1:00 PM.  Exchanges of gifts among employees can be done at that time; however, no gift should be over $10.00 to make the giving of gifts easy for everyone&#8217;s pockets.  This gathering is only for employees!<br />
Our CEO will make a special announcement at that time!<br />
Merry Christmas to you and your family,<br />
Patty</p>
<p>Read on from here, it gets good&#8230;&#8230;.<br />
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<p>FROM:    Patty Lewis, Human Resources Director<br />
TO:         All Employees<br />
DATE:    October 2, 2008<br />
RE:       Gala Holiday Party<br />
In no way was yesterday&#8217;s memo intended to exclude our Jewish employees.  We recognize that  Hanukkah is an important holiday, which often coincides with Christmas, though unfortunately not this year.  However, from now on,  we&#8217;re calling it our &#8220;Holiday Party.&#8221;  The same policy applies to any other employees who are not Christians and to those still celebrating Reconciliation Day.  There will be no Christmas tree and no Christmas carols will be sung.  We will have other types of music for your enjoyment.<br />
Happy now?<br />
Happy Holidays to you and your family,<br />
Patty</p>
<p>Company Memo</p>
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<p>FROM:   Patty Lewis, Human Resources Director<br />
TO:        All Employees<br />
DATE:   October 3, 2008<br />
RE:        Holiday Party</p>
<p>Regarding the note I received from a member of Alcoholics Anonymous requesting a non-drinking table, you didn&#8217;t sign your name.  I&#8217;m happy to accommodate this request, but if I put a sign on a table that  reads, &#8220;AA Only&#8221;, you wouldn&#8217;t be anonymous anymore.  How am I supposed to handle this?<br />
Somebody?<br />
And sorry, but forget about the gift exchange, no gifts are allowed since the union members feel that $10.00 is too much money and the executives believe $10.00 is a little chintzy.<br />
REMEMBER: NO GIFTS EXCHANGE WILL BE ALLOWED.<br />
Company Memo</p>
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<p>FROM:  Patty Lewis, Human Resources Director<br />
To:        All Employees<br />
DATE:   October 4, 2008<br />
RE:        Generic Holiday Party<br />
What a diverse group we are!  I had no idea that December 20th begins the Muslim holy month of Ramadan, which forbids eating and drinking during daylight hours.  There goes the party!  Seriously, we can appreciate how a luncheon at this time of year does not accommodate our Muslim employees&#8217; beliefs..  Perhaps the Grill House can hold off on serving your meal until the end of the party or else package everything for you to take it home in little foil doggy baggy.  Will that work?<br />
Meanwhile, I&#8217;ve arranged for members of Weight Watchers to sit farthest from the dessert buffet, and pregnant women will get the table closest to the restrooms.<br />
Gays are allowed to sit with each other.  Lesbians do not have to sit with Gay men, each group will have their own table.<br />
Yes, there will be flower arrangement for the Gay men&#8217;s table.<br />
To the person asking permission to cross dress, the Grill House asks that no cross-dressing be allowed, apparently because of concerns about confusion in the restrooms.  Sorry.<br />
We will have booster seats for short people.<br />
Low-fat food will be available for those on a diet.<br />
I am sorry to report that we cannot control the amount of salt used in the food .  The Grill House suggests that people with high blood pressure taste a bite first.<br />
There will be fresh &#8220;low sugar&#8221; fruits as dessert for diabetics, but the restaurant cannot supply &#8220;no sugar&#8221; desserts. Sorry!</p>
<p>Did I miss anything?!?!?<br />
Patty<br />
Company Memo</p>
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<p>FROM:   Patty Lewis, Human Resources Director<br />
TO:         All F*%^ing Employees<br />
DATE:    October  5, 2008<br />
RE:         The F*%^ing Holiday Party<br />
I&#8217;ve had it with you vegetarian pricks!!!  We&#8217;re going to keep this party at the Grill House whether you like it or not, so you can sit quietly at the table furthest from the &#8220;grill of death,&#8221; as you so quaintly put it, and you&#8217;ll get your f*%^ing salad bar, including organic tomatoes.  But you know, tomatoes have feelings, too.  They scream when you slice them.  I&#8217;ve heard them scream.  I&#8217;m hearing them scream right NOW!<br />
The rest of you f*%^ing wierdos can kiss my *ss.  I hope you all have a rotten holiday!<br />
Drive drunk and die,<br />
The B*tch from H*ll!!!<br />
Company Memo</p>
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<p>FROM:  Joan Bishop, Acting Human Resources Director<br />
DATE:   October  6, 2008<br />
RE:        Patty Lewis and Holiday Party<br />
I&#8217;m sure I speak for all of us in wishing Patty Lewis a speedy recovery and I&#8217;ll continue to forward your cards to her.<br />
In the meantime, management has decided to cancel our Holiday Party and give everyone the afternoon of the 23rd off with full pay.<br />
Happy Holidays!<br />
Joan</p>
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<title><![CDATA[I was not built to break]]></title>
<link>http://attainingme.wordpress.com/2009/11/23/i-was-not-built-to-break/</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 16:26:54 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>attainingme</dc:creator>
<guid>http://attainingme.wordpress.com/2009/11/23/i-was-not-built-to-break/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[My breath cannot breathe. Suffocated by the inertia that surrounds me, the lies I have learned. A fo]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Grab the Kleenex...]]></title>
<link>http://bestofjunkemail.wordpress.com/2009/11/22/kleenex-tissue-movie/</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 16:51:47 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>April</dc:creator>
<guid>http://bestofjunkemail.wordpress.com/2009/11/22/kleenex-tissue-movie/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[I, sniff, sniff, found this in my, sniff, junk email today. Thought you might like it. Be prepared, ]]></description>
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<p><a href="http://www.nogreatergiftmovie.com/" target="_blank">http://www.nogreatergiftmovie.com/</a></p>
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<title><![CDATA[New Beginnings]]></title>
<link>http://sprinklesofchatter.wordpress.com/2009/11/22/new-beginnings/</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 14:53:53 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>sprinklesofchatter</dc:creator>
<guid>http://sprinklesofchatter.wordpress.com/2009/11/22/new-beginnings/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[&nbsp; It&#8217;s been a long time since I&#8217;ve written anything. And it&#8217;s been easier to ]]></description>
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<p>It&#8217;s been a long time since I&#8217;ve written anything. And it&#8217;s been easier to just sit and delay writing instead of jumping in. I guess I didn&#8217;t really believe everyone when they said that you have to keep doing something if you want it to keep it glowing within you. And now, that passion I had for writing, the burning <em>need</em> I had to write has slowly faded. It&#8217;s still there but&#8230;it now feels like an effort. Like it doesn&#8217;t just <em>flow</em> anymore.</p>
<p>A friend long ago mentioned that the toughest part of writing was the blank page and even though I&#8217;d agreed to the principle meaning of the words, I truly never imagined that I&#8217;d be sitting infront of my computer screen trying to grasp words- in futility.</p>
<p>What&#8217;s worse is, I have tons of ideas brewing. Earlier, I lacked ideas. Now I lack the ability to put them into words.</p>
<p>Why am I writing this? More so, why am I posting it?<br />
-<em>Coz this &#8220;ramble&#8221; is the only thing which came effortlessly and I needed to have it out there somewhere to create a perspective.</em></p>
<p>I&#8217;m going to start writing again. Even if its just random lines which dont connect or stilted poetry.</p>
<p>I started out with this blog last year, around the same time. I guess I&#8217;m doing another &#8220;starting out&#8221; again. <img src='http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>(Let&#8217;s just hope I don&#8217;t loose steam again.)</p>
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<title><![CDATA[random focus]]></title>
<link>http://kameronlombard.wordpress.com/2009/11/21/random-focus/</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 20:44:16 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>kameronlombard</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[rondexter.com –noun 1. a central point, as of attraction, attention, or activity: The need to preven]]></description>
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<td>Physics. a point at which rays of light, heat, or other radiation, meet after being refracted or reflected.</td>
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<td>the position of a viewed object or the adjustment of an optical device necessary to produce a clear image: in focus; out of focus.</td>
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<td>Geometry. (of a conic section) a point having the property that the distances from any point on a curve to it and to a fixed line have a constant ratio for all points on the curve.</td>
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<td>Geology. the point of origin of an earthquake.</td>
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<td>Pathology. the primary center from which a disease develops or in which it localizes.</td>
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<td>to bring to a focus or into focus: to focus the lens of a camera.</td>
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<p>just looking at this word and what it means is enough to cause one to consider. the consideration of the focus of our own lives. is it in the right areas, to many areas, or no areas at all perhaps. such an easy word to say and even understand. the challenge lies in it&#8217;s movement from the noun to verb. from fact to an action. interesting word, to say the least. yet it is a word whose power is in it&#8217;s verb activity. it&#8217;s spread and refinement. focus is a word that though short is very powerful. when practiced it can accomplish so much. the balance is the conundrum of knowing how far we can spread it and it&#8217;s power still be effective in our lives. hmm. random thought of for the day on the word.</p>
<p>kameron.</p>
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<link>http://bestofjunkemail.wordpress.com/2009/11/21/the-bean-counter/</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 17:36:32 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>April</dc:creator>
<guid>http://bestofjunkemail.wordpress.com/2009/11/21/the-bean-counter/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;m at odds about this. You have to look at these beans and find the man. Now, should an accou]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p><a href="http://bestofjunkemail.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/guyinbeans.gif"><img class="alignleft size-full wp-image-250" title="Can you find the guy in the beans? A good brain exercise for those with a brain." src="http://bestofjunkemail.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/guyinbeans.gif" alt="" width="400" height="274" /></a>I&#8217;m at odds about this. You have to look at these beans and find the man. Now, should an accountant be faster at this, or slower? What are your thoughts/reasons?</p>
<p>Really &#8211; there is a man in there. Somewhere. Supposedly, doctors say if you find the man in 3 seconds, your right half of your brain is better developed than most people. If you find the man between 3 seconds and 1 minute, your right half of the brain is developed normally. If you find the man between 1 minute and 3 minutes, then the right half of your brain is functioning slowly and you need to eat more protein. If you have not found the man after 3 minutes, the advice is to look for more of this type of exercise to make that part of the brain stronger!</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Mansize-island]]></title>
<link>http://panoplia.wordpress.com/2009/11/20/mansize-island/</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 20 Nov 2009 15:17:45 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>dr.Uqbar</dc:creator>
<guid>http://panoplia.wordpress.com/2009/11/20/mansize-island/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[of wolf and girl II by ~graemo &nbsp; Ανακάλυψα πως η αίσθηση του κυνηγημένου ζώου που με κατέλαβε ξ]]></description>
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<p style="text-align:justify;">Ανακάλυψα πως η αίσθηση του <strong>κυνηγημένου ζώου</strong> που με κατέλαβε ξαφνικά πριν μερικές ημέρες, δεν ήταν κάτι τόσο βασανιστικά ανυπόφορο για τον εαυτό μου.<br />
Αντιθέτως, νομίζω ότι με ξεκούρασε λίγο, φέρνοντας με πιο κοντά σ’ εκείνο το μέρος του εαυτού που συνήθως <strong>υπολειτουργεί </strong>κατά τη διάρκεια της ημέρας και ενεργοποιείται όταν το υπόλοιπο σώμα κοιμάται, ανίκανο να το ελέγξει ή να το καταπιέσει.<br />
Σ’ αυτή την κατάσταση, που είναι κάπως σαν ψυχικό hangover, ένοιωθα να μην αντέχω την οπτική επαφή με τους άλλους. Είχα επίσης την αόριστη συναίσθηση ότι όλοι γύρω μου παίζουν έναν <strong>προσποιητό ρόλο</strong>, τον οποίον αποποιούνται το βράδυ στο σπίτι τους, όταν βάζουν πυτζάμες και αγκαλιάζονται με τους παρτενέρ τους, δίχως make up πια, και αναρωτιούνται αν εκείνος που κρατούν στην αγκαλιά τους υποκρίνεται κι αυτός.<br />
Έσκαψα μια<strong> τάφρο</strong> γύρω μου και κούρνιασα στη μέση του νησιού μου.<br />
Κανείς δεν μπορεί να ζήσει προσπαθώντας μονίμως να <strong>μαντέψει </strong>την πραγματική υπόσταση των πραγμάτων. Κανείς για πολύ.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">Έσκαψα μια τάφρο γύρω μου περιμένοντας τα κύματα μ’ ανοιχτό το στόμα.<br />
Θα ‘ναι <strong>ωραία </strong>όσο κρατήσει&#8230;</p>
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<link>http://darklydreaminghilary.wordpress.com/2009/11/20/wigs-and-self-isolation/</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 20 Nov 2009 14:18:08 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Hilary Hall</dc:creator>
<guid>http://darklydreaminghilary.wordpress.com/2009/11/20/wigs-and-self-isolation/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Soooo &#8230; I got those wigs. The R10 one is really a human hair wig, so an incredible bargain! Ya]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p>Soooo &#8230; I got those wigs. The R10 one is really a human hair wig, so an incredible bargain! Yay, me. The other one isn’t how I expected it though, I’ll have to work on it to get it my style. I also now need wig stands or something like that! Damn, I’m becoming a drag princess!</p>
<p>On a more serious note, I’ve avoided a lot lately. I’ve avoided going to two work socials in the last two weeks, I guess I don’t get along with people at work really – the reason I guess is simply cause I don’t open myself to the people at work. I don’t really want to anyway, I’m guarded about who I let into my life – which is a somewhat incoherent statement for someone who throws his life and thoughts onto the internet.</p>
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<link>http://yellingloudlyatsmallchildren.wordpress.com/2009/11/19/recognition/</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 20 Nov 2009 02:02:02 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>brosandi</dc:creator>
<guid>http://yellingloudlyatsmallchildren.wordpress.com/2009/11/19/recognition/</guid>
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<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p>Today, at around noon Eastern time, I realized some stuff about myself. I usually try to not bring my own personality up in conversations, but Ryan and I were talking and I realized:<br />
I am lazy, batshit insane, and a lie.<br />
Laziness has always been the accusation my parents level at me whent they find me writing or drawing instead of being an industrious little daughter and washing dishes. Or studying. My excuse for nearly all my life has been that I&#8217;m smart enough to get by without studying (and that did work for a few years), but that is rapidly becoming a fabrication.<br />
I am batshit insane because you kind of have to be (at least a little) to survive here. We&#8217;re stuck here on island, without outside contact besides telephones, the internet, and airplanes. Everyone knows nearly everyone. It drives you nuts.<br />
I am a lie for several reasons. Firstly, I am a bit of a natural-born actor; I was acting like other people since preschool. I tend to take bits of people&#8217;s personalities and add them to my own in order to maybe seem like a better person. Sometimes it works, other times my mother says &#8220;stop that attitude&#8221; and strips the persona away. I am weak and frightened without my masks. I have never been a strong-willed person. I like to make others happy.<br />
But sometimes I can&#8217;t find the right mask. </p>
<p>Ciao. </p>
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<link>http://kameronlombard.wordpress.com/2009/11/19/a-visit-to-the-inner-city/</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 19 Nov 2009 14:17:42 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>kameronlombard</dc:creator>
<guid>http://kameronlombard.wordpress.com/2009/11/19/a-visit-to-the-inner-city/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[sitting around tables and on the wooden pack porch of a 90 year old refurbished home in the inner ci]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p><a href="http://kameronlombard.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/bnflogo_black.gif"><img class="alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-2495" title="bnflogo_black" src="http://kameronlombard.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/bnflogo_black.gif?w=150" alt="" width="150" height="108" /></a>sitting around tables and on the wooden pack porch of a 90 year old refurbished home in the inner city of San Antonio i gathered with a little over 40 children from the neighborhood and a handful of adults. a simple yet profound story was shared as the children listened about doing to others what they wanted to have done to them.</p>
<p>i watched as most of the children listened intently while just a few played around a little with friends next to them as kids do, gently asked to listen by the adults gathered with them. this took place after all the children had arrived at Blood n&#8217; Fire San Antonio&#8217;s after school program via drop offs, walk-ins, and van pick up from throughout the neighborhood.</p>
<p>it was a beautiful site to hold as little children had a hope filled haven to go to after school for a few hours to play together, have a great meal, get help with home work and tutoring, work in the computer lab, and participate in arts and crafts. another aspect was that i got to sit down with each one of them to find out what they wanted for christmas and get their information as best they knew it to ensure that each child would receive a gift this Christmas.</p>
<p>it was a great experience hearing each of them tell me what they desired and watching their eyes light up as they considered the possibility. what a great way to spend my afternoon. as i thought of the adults that come down there on a regular basis, myself not being one of them, it made me think of the scripture in the Bible in the book of James 2:18-25: (NIV)</p>
<p><sup>18</sup>But someone will say, &#8220;You have faith; I have deeds.&#8221;<br />
Show me your faith without deeds, and I will show you my faith by what I do.</p>
<p><sup>19</sup>You believe that there is one God. Good! Even the demons believe that—and shudder.</p>
<p><sup>20</sup>You foolish man, do you want evidence that faith without deeds is useless? <sup>21</sup>Was not our ancestor Abraham considered righteous for what he did when he offered his son Isaac on the altar? <sup>22</sup>You see that his faith and his actions were working together, and his faith was made complete by what he did. <sup>23</sup>And the scripture was fulfilled that says, &#8220;Abraham believed God, and it was credited to him as righteousness,&#8221; and he was called God&#8217;s friend. <sup>24</sup>You see that a person is justified by what he does and not by faith alone.</p>
<p><sup>25</sup>In the same way, was not even Rahab the prostitute considered righteous for what she did when she gave lodging to the spies and sent them off in a different direction? <sup>26</sup>As the body without the spirit is dead, so faith without deeds is dead.</p>
<p>it&#8217;s a strong scripture to swallow i know, but it was a great pleasure and an awesome expression of observing, as this small group of adults lived it out, with nothing personal to gain except the fulfillment of knowing their own obedience to God&#8217;s call to all his followers to love, bring hope, and serve others.</p>
<p>in Bexar county which is where San Antonio dwells, 1 in 3 children live in homes where their parent, grandparent, or guardian has to choose between lights in the home or food on the table. just a little stat about this one city in the U.S.</p>
<p>thanks for reading,</p>
<p>Kameron Lombard.</p>
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<link>http://bestofjunkemail.wordpress.com/2009/11/19/comments-made-in-1955/</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 19 Nov 2009 03:55:37 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>April</dc:creator>
<guid>http://bestofjunkemail.wordpress.com/2009/11/19/comments-made-in-1955/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[&#8216;I&#8217;ll tell you one thing, if things keep going the way they are, it&#8217;s going to be ]]></description>
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&#8216;Have you seen the new cars coming out next year? It won&#8217;t be long before $2,000.00 will only buy a used one.<br />
&#8216;If cigarettes keep going up in price, I&#8217;m going to quit. 25 cents a pack is ridiculous.<br />
&#8216;Did you hear the post office is thinking about charging 10 cents just to mail a letter?<br />
&#8216;If they raise the minimum wage to $1.00, nobody will be able to hire outside help at the store.</p>
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&#8216;When I first started driving, who would have thought gas would someday cost 29 cents a gallon. Guess we&#8217;d be better off leaving the car in the garage.<br />
&#8216;I&#8217;m afraid to send my kids to the movies any more. Ever since they let Clark Gable get by with saying DAMN in GONE WITH THE WIND, it seems every new movie has either HELL or DAMN in it.<br />
&#8216;I read the other day where some scientist thinks it&#8217;s possible to put a man on the moon by the end of the century. They even have some fellows they call astronauts preparing for it down in Texas &#8230;.<br />
&#8216;Did you see where some baseball player just signed a contract for $75,000 a year just to play ball? It wouldn&#8217;t surprise me if someday they&#8217;ll be making more than the President.<br />
&#8216;I never thought I&#8217;d see the day all our kitchen appliances would be electric. They are even making electric typewriters now.<br />
&#8216;It&#8217;s too bad things are so tough nowadays. I see where a few married women are having to work to make ends meet.<br />
&#8216;It won&#8217;t be long before young couples are going to have to hire someone to watch their kids so they can both work.<br />
&#8216;I&#8217;m afraid the Volkswagen car is going to open the door to a whole lot of foreign business.<br />
&#8216;Thank goodness I won&#8217;t live to see the day when the Government takes half our income in taxes. I sometimes wonder if we are electing the best people to government.<br />
&#8216;The drive-in restaurant is convenient in nice weather, but I seriously doubt they will ever catch on.<br />
&#8216;There is no sense going on short trips anymore for a weekend, it costs nearly $15.00 a night to stay in a hotel.<br />
&#8216;No one can afford to be sick anymore, at $35.00 a day in the hospital, it&#8217;s too rich for my blood.&#8217;<br />
&#8216;If they think I&#8217;ll pay 50 cents for a hair cut, forget it.&#8217;</p>
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<link>http://bestofjunkemail.wordpress.com/2009/11/19/gods-cake/</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 19 Nov 2009 03:41:22 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>April</dc:creator>
<guid>http://bestofjunkemail.wordpress.com/2009/11/19/gods-cake/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Sometimes we wonder, &#8216;What did I do to deserve this?&#8217; or &#8216;Why did God have to do t]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><h2><span style="color:#ff6600;"> Sometimes we wonder, &#8216;What did I do to deserve this?&#8217; or <a href="http://bestofjunkemail.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/godscake.gif"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-227" style="margin:7px;" title="God's Cake can teach us about the bad things that happen to you" src="http://bestofjunkemail.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/godscake.gif?w=300" alt="" width="300" height="276" /></a>&#8216;Why did God have to do this to me? Here is a wonderful explanation! </span></h2>
<p>A daughter is telling her mother how everything is going wrong: she&#8217;s failing algebra; her boyfriend broke up with her and her best friend is moving away.<br />
Meanwhile, her Mother is baking a cake and asks her daughter if she would like a snack, and the daughter says, &#8216;Absolutely, Mom, I love your cake.&#8217;<br />
&#8216;Here, have some cooking oil,&#8217; her Mother offers. &#8216;Yuck,&#8217; says her daughter.<br />
&#8216;How about a couple raw eggs?&#8217; &#8216;Gross, Mom!&#8217;<br />
<!--more-->&#8216;Would you like some flour then? Or maybe baking soda?&#8217;<br />
&#8216;Mom, those are all yucky!&#8217;<br />
To which the mother replies: &#8216;Yes, all those things seem bad by themselves. But when they are put together in the right way, they make a wonderfully delicious cake!<br />
God works the same way. Many times we wonder why He would let us go through such bad and difficult times. But God knows that when He puts these things all in His order, they always work for good! We just have to trust Him and, eventually, they will all make something wonderful!</p>
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<link>http://bestofjunkemail.wordpress.com/2009/11/17/canadian-coast-guard-tofino/</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 23:28:12 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>April</dc:creator>
<guid>http://bestofjunkemail.wordpress.com/2009/11/17/canadian-coast-guard-tofino/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Tofino is along the BC coastline and some pretty big waves and swells can jump out of nowhere up the]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p>Tofino is along the BC coastline and some pretty big waves and swells can jump out of nowhere up there. I got this in a junk email today and the &#8216;friend&#8217; who sent it knew that water and boats turns my stomach as much as eating a week-old McD&#8217;s hamburger that&#8217;s been sitting in the back seat of a car. Bleck, gasp, eww! Hope you enjoy their ride, &#8217;cause I can&#8217;t look at these&#8230;signed, water wimp.</p>
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<link>http://archiearchive.wordpress.com/2009/11/18/thought-for-the-week-4/</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 22:00:11 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>archiearchive FCD</dc:creator>
<guid>http://archiearchive.wordpress.com/2009/11/18/thought-for-the-week-4/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[&#8220;I do understand what love is, and that is one of the reasons I can never again be a Christian]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p>&#8220;I do understand what love is, and that is one of the reasons I can never again be a Christian. Love is not self denial. Love is not blood and suffering. Love is not murdering your son to appease your own vanity. Love is not hatred or wrath, consigning billions of people to eternal torture because they have offended your ego or disobeyed your rules. Love is not obedience, conformity, or submission. It is a counterfeit love that is contingent upon authority, punishment, or reward. True love is respect and admiration, compassion and kindness, freely given by a healthy, unafraid human being.&#8221;    — Dan Barker, Losing Faith in Faith.</p>
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<link>http://darklydreaminghilary.wordpress.com/2009/11/17/still-building-my-wall/</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 21:06:51 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Hilary Hall</dc:creator>
<guid>http://darklydreaminghilary.wordpress.com/2009/11/17/still-building-my-wall/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[When I watched Pink Floyd&#8217;s The Wall a while ago, I promised I&#8217;d try break the wall I wa]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class='snap_preview'><p>When I watched Pink Floyd&#8217;s The Wall a while ago, I promised I&#8217;d try break the wall I was building around myself. Sad to say, a few months later, I&#8217;ve done nothing but solidify it, looking for any excuse I can to put another brick in my wall, any excuse to further isolate myself.</p>
<p>I&#8217;m a creature of conflicting habits, and some aspects of my dual personas drain me. I am an intensely private person, yet I am incredibly honest and open with some. This conflict creates stress for me cause it&#8217;s something of a lose-lose situation, I either keep myself distant and worry about being dishonest or &#8220;fake&#8221;, or I become sensitive to rejection when I share my thoughts with someone.</p>
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