<?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-5070484</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:01:34.214-04:00</updated><title type='text'>PoetComic</title><subtitle type='html'>Musings from a sad/funny, dark/bright, humanist/Christian kinda gal</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-5769688140769670823</id><published>2007-10-11T14:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T14:36:45.417-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Devil Made Me Do It (?)I'm taking an exchange course at a very conservative seminary where everything seems to be about sin, satan, spiritual warfare, etc. This concepts are not primary in my theology; I'm more concerned about love, faith, hope, justice, etc.Last week we went to a local park to experience God in nature. Easy assignment there. When we got to class, the prof asked people how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/5769688140769670823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=5769688140769670823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/5769688140769670823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/5769688140769670823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2007/10/devil-made-me-do-it-im-taking-exchange.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-845802336445169999</id><published>2007-08-07T18:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T18:33:44.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Stretching, or Asking for Trouble?One of my seminary's requirements is to take at least one class in the arts. This may be music, writing, drama, singing, dance, etc. I am not the world's most artsy person. In fact, I still carry around that young child's voice of "you stink at art." It seemed everyone else could draw and paint and sculpt, but I could not. What I could always do is write.So, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/845802336445169999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=845802336445169999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/845802336445169999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/845802336445169999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2007/08/stretching-or-asking-for-trouble-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-3746211890290487182</id><published>2007-08-05T13:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T14:08:15.008-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dallas Meets The Beastie BoysWe took a little weekend vacation into the city to see the sights and eat at nice restaurants. It happened The Beastie Boys stayed last night where we stayed. We were talking to their manager when he asked if we could hang in the lobby for a few until the guys came down b/c he knew at least one of the guys would love to meet Dallas. So, before going out for a bite, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/3746211890290487182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=3746211890290487182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/3746211890290487182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/3746211890290487182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2007/08/dallas-meets-beastie-boys-we-took.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-3672092512517702580</id><published>2007-08-03T12:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T12:58:33.577-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Spray Raid - Armchair Health ProfessionalsI recently got tsk-tsked by a TV personality and his fans on his myspace blog for daring to imply that people who are clinically depressed may not need to be counseled by myspacers but may just want people to LISTEN.Mainly, people need someone to listen. They don't necessarily need suggestions, unless they ask for suggestions, or unless you have an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/3672092512517702580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=3672092512517702580' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/3672092512517702580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/3672092512517702580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2007/08/spray-raid-armchair-health.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-3961474372842755771</id><published>2007-08-02T12:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T12:41:31.341-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Inside AKA "Too Close To" The BeltwayMy heart aches for those in Minnesota affected by the bridge collapse. It sickens me, being here in DC, that both of the major political parties immediately turned this tragedy into yet another exercise in finger pointing. Liberal commentators blamed Bush. Bush blamed Congress. Bush sent DOT sec Mary Peters to MN, like that's going to help anything. Better he </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/3961474372842755771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=3961474372842755771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/3961474372842755771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/3961474372842755771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2007/08/inside-aka-too-close-to-beltway-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-238105331989415982</id><published>2007-07-29T13:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:08:22.668-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/238105331989415982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=238105331989415982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/238105331989415982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/238105331989415982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_91Uhw52dM/RqzRPwHKQHI/AAAAAAAAABU/jkGdVkpuP_o/s72-c/spread09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-1411222851891782909</id><published>2007-07-28T20:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T20:36:11.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Attend "Deep Shift" in the DC Area</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/1411222851891782909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=1411222851891782909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/1411222851891782909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/1411222851891782909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2007/07/attend-deep-shift-in-dc-area.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-3589296910113372894</id><published>2007-07-26T07:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T07:40:00.438-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Poison IvyAh, that Mother Nature. She seduces and tricks me all the time!I discovered this treasure of blackberries in my yard. The first time I went to pick, I was covered properly - long sleeves, long pants, good shoes, hat. Immediately after picking, I threw my clothes in the washer and headed for the shower with my trusty bar of laundry soap. The next time I picked, same process. So far so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/3589296910113372894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=3589296910113372894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/3589296910113372894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/3589296910113372894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2007/07/poison-ivy-ah-that-mother-nature.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-4951546801004265576</id><published>2007-07-18T17:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T17:20:26.908-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bishop TD Jakes &amp; Christian Century MagazineI just wrote to Christian Century about the article on Bishop TD Jakes in their latest issue.To the Editor:I am responding to Jonathan L. Walton's article "Empowered" in the July 10, 2007, issue.I wish I could agree that it is too early to dismiss Bishop Jakes as "only a proselytizer for the prosperity gospel." After first seeing him on Larry King Live,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/4951546801004265576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=4951546801004265576' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/4951546801004265576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/4951546801004265576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2007/07/bishop-td-jakes-christian-century.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-482481322348330388</id><published>2007-07-17T17:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T17:37:01.824-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Can George Bush Put One Good Sentence Together?Stephen F. Hayes interviewed the president for his book Cheney: The Untold Story of America's Most Powerful and Controversial Vice President. In referring to Mary Cheney, Dick Cheney's lesbian daughter, Bush said"My only ask was that if his daughter doubted my tolerance to her orientation that I would hope that he would help make it clear to Mary </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/482481322348330388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=482481322348330388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/482481322348330388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/482481322348330388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2007/07/can-george-bush-put-one-good-sentence.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-2051349208503122424</id><published>2007-07-08T03:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T03:33:23.532-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Ethics of Ex-Gay Ministriesc. 2006, Doreen A. MannionEthics is the branch of philosophy concerned with the nature of morality, or the difference between right and wrong. What are the ethics involved in telling homosexuals that they can change their sexual orientation? (Note: For the purposes of this paper, the terms “homosexual” and “gay” shall apply to gay, lesbian, bisexual, and transgender</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/2051349208503122424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=2051349208503122424' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/2051349208503122424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/2051349208503122424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2007/07/ethics-of-ex-gay-ministries-c.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-1984171812569279753</id><published>2007-07-03T12:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T12:36:36.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Random Thoughts....It's hilarious that Pres. Bush commuted Scooter Libby's sentence because the sentence was too harsh when the sentence was given by a BUSH REPUBLICAN JUDGE. It's disgusting that Paris Hilton did more jail time than Scooter Libby. I hate insurance companies. DUH. Does anyone like them? I just started a new job. I needed to see a dr. today. The HR website says no problem, just pay</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/1984171812569279753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=1984171812569279753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/1984171812569279753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/1984171812569279753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2007/07/random-thoughts.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-4582143196037989973</id><published>2007-06-16T16:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T09:40:13.352-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Would Life Outside Earth Need a Savior?c. 2007 Doreen A. MannionI believe what the Bible says when it states that God sent his only son, Jesus Christ, to be the savior for all humanity on earth. I also believe that when Christ returns, there will be new heaven for all creation (Book of Revelation), not just humans. I do not think that those who lack a certain intellectual capacity and ability to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/4582143196037989973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=4582143196037989973' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/4582143196037989973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/4582143196037989973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2007/06/would-life-outside-earth-need-savior-c.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-168122807871279290</id><published>2007-06-05T18:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T10:10:01.926-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I Meet Jim WallisJim Wallis is one of my heroes, although I am sure he would shutter at that description. Jim Wallis, Brian McLaren, Jim Henderson, and my friends &amp; professors at Wesley Theological Seminary have a lot to do with why I was finally able to feel the love of Christ.Jim Wallis is perhaps best-known as the author of God's Politics: Why the right gets it wrong and the left doesn't get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/168122807871279290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=168122807871279290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/168122807871279290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/168122807871279290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-meet-jim-wallis-jim-wallis-is-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-43256073229048481</id><published>2007-06-02T17:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T17:31:39.868-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Bad Bush NomineePresident Bush nominated Dr. James W. Holsinger as U.S. Surgeon General. While on the Judicial Council for the United Methodist Church, Dr. Holsinger supported preventing gays and lesbians from joining UM churches. He is also a believer in "conversion therapy" to "turn" gays &amp; lesbians straight.He is a terrible candidate for this important position, particularly when there are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/43256073229048481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=43256073229048481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/43256073229048481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/43256073229048481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2007/06/bad-bush-nominee-president-bush.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-3877820911502648645</id><published>2007-05-28T21:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T21:18:30.841-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>States I've Visitedcreate your own visited states map</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/3877820911502648645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=3877820911502648645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/3877820911502648645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/3877820911502648645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2007/05/states-ive-visited-img-src-href-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-1085322193708607433</id><published>2007-05-28T21:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T21:14:00.564-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Countries I've Visited create your own visited countries mapor vertaling Duits Nederlands</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/1085322193708607433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=1085322193708607433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/1085322193708607433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/1085322193708607433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2007/05/countries-ive-visited-create-your-own.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-1827410439442892754</id><published>2007-05-24T09:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:08:23.085-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Painting by Donald Rainville, my brother-in-law. For more about his use of recycled products, check out this article. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/1827410439442892754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=1827410439442892754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/1827410439442892754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/1827410439442892754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2007/05/painting-by-donald-rainville-my-brother.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O_91Uhw52dM/RlWR_BzORII/AAAAAAAAABM/a2KmdmADkLg/s72-c/P3110820.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-5960599204620292040</id><published>2007-05-15T17:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T18:12:50.295-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Good Night, Jerryno more scalding wordsripping tearing breaking heartsmoving money from millionsfighting a war that does not exist.no more fantasy enemiestinkywinky gays lesbiansglobal warming lies by Satan feminists who caused 9-11.hope there's hustler magfor sinners like himgluttony - look in the Bookfunny, he never condemned the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/5960599204620292040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=5960599204620292040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/5960599204620292040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/5960599204620292040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2007/05/good-night-jerry-no-more-scalding-words.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-3289018268546828364</id><published>2007-05-12T14:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T15:02:53.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Adopt a SoldierI recently "adopted" two soldiers through this organization. This is something everyone can do, regardless of how you may feel about the war itself. It is believed that over 30 percent of the soldiers in Iraq and Afghanistan have no one writing to them. You would not believe how grateful our soldiers are for something as inexpensive as a letter and a chapstick.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/3289018268546828364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=3289018268546828364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/3289018268546828364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/3289018268546828364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2007/05/adopt-soldier-i-recently-adopted-two.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-6344696342345661461</id><published>2007-05-05T11:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T11:45:01.385-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dan Lungren, You Disgust MeBack in the day (late 1970s - early 1980s), Dan Lungren was seen as the heir apparent to the conservative Californian Republican legacy of Ronald Reagan. These days, Dan Lungren can be seen as just another ill-informed,  mean-spirited James Dobson-type Republican.Dan Lungren would never have been elected to Congress in 1978 if not for the help of the local young </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/6344696342345661461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=6344696342345661461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/6344696342345661461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/6344696342345661461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2007/05/dan-lungren-you-disgust-me-back-in-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-8000724935797442948</id><published>2007-05-04T19:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:08:23.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/8000724935797442948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=8000724935797442948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/8000724935797442948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/8000724935797442948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_91Uhw52dM/RjvHYPjKfHI/AAAAAAAAABE/vhdwsfkIXj4/s72-c/child+chapel+lilies.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-1156118657386060535</id><published>2007-05-02T13:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T19:50:04.821-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Government Bans Joan Baez from Walter ReedJohn Mellencamp invited Baez to perform with him.Another example of how so many do not understand that one can be anti-war but pro-soldier.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/1156118657386060535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=1156118657386060535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/1156118657386060535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/1156118657386060535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2007/05/government-bans-joan-baez-from-walter.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-2260815242965887231</id><published>2007-04-21T10:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T10:23:38.341-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Tragedy at Virigina Techit's not about gunsit's not about immigrationit's not about hateit's not about Koreansit's not about college campusesIt's about mental illlness.It's about mental illness.It's about mental illness.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/2260815242965887231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=2260815242965887231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/2260815242965887231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/2260815242965887231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2007/04/tragedy-at-virigina-tech-its-not-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-6883619767783979256</id><published>2007-02-19T10:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T10:40:21.244-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Powerless, and PowerfulWe were among the unfortunate in the area worst hit by last week's ice storm. Still, it was not as bad as it could have been. We were without power for several days, and therefore without heat, a means to cook, etc. Several large limbs (not to mention the 4" of solid ice) prevented us from leaving the house for several days.Fortunately, we have a gas fireplace in the family</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/6883619767783979256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=6883619767783979256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/6883619767783979256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/6883619767783979256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2007/02/powerless-and-powerful-we-were-among.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-6835710179610935356</id><published>2007-02-10T11:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T10:51:01.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>State Department Looking for Linguists - DOD Has Some SparesDuring a House Foreign Affairs Committee hearing on the State Department budget, Secretary of State Condoleezza Rice spent a lot of time in her testimony talking about "the foreign language deficit" and how much the government needs Farsi and Arabic speakers.New York Rep. Gary Ackerman said he believed the State Department might be able </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/6835710179610935356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=6835710179610935356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/6835710179610935356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/6835710179610935356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2007/02/state-department-looking-for-linguists.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-8742109230556892166</id><published>2007-02-03T18:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:08:23.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Rachel and Rachel - Gone, but Never ForgottenThe bodies of Rachel Smith (16) and Rachel Crites (18), teenagers missing from Maryland since January 19, 2007, have been found in a rural location on the VA/WV border.The Rachels were known as best friends - inseparable. This picture of the two is from the prom.There has been much speculation about the exact nature of their friendship, as if that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/8742109230556892166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=8742109230556892166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/8742109230556892166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/8742109230556892166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2007/02/rachel-and-rachel-gone-but-never.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O_91Uhw52dM/RcUezPN0bbI/AAAAAAAAAA0/dxDmPt-xFQA/s72-c/prom137om.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-6761692491118866530</id><published>2007-02-01T18:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T18:17:25.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cheney's daughter: My baby 'is not a prop'"This is a baby," Cheney said Wednesday at a forum sponsored by Glamour magazine. "This is a blessing from God. It is not a political statement. It is not a prop to be used in a debate by people on either side of an issue. It is my child."http://www.cnn.com/2007/POLITICS/02/01/mary.cheney.ap/index.html</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/6761692491118866530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=6761692491118866530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/6761692491118866530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/6761692491118866530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2007/02/cheneys-daughter-my-baby-is-not-prop.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-6671012698253361688</id><published>2007-01-31T13:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T13:32:59.551-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>More than 500,000 LGBT youth in the United States at risk of homelessness this winterDisproportionate impact: 3 to 5% of U.S. population identifies as gay or lesbian, yet up to 40% of homeless youth identify as lesbian, gay, bisexual and/or transgender.Download the full report at http://www.thetaskforce.org/downloads/reports/reports/HomelessYouth.pdf“It is a national disgrace that 20 to 40 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/6671012698253361688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=6671012698253361688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/6671012698253361688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/6671012698253361688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2007/01/january-30-2007-more-than-500000-lgbt.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-4499912919776011997</id><published>2007-01-26T20:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T21:02:32.818-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Consortium ConundrumOne of the requirements for getting my MDiv is to take at least one class from a seminary other than my "home" seminary, and this seminary has to be a part of the Washington Theological Consortium. Aside from the usual hardships of trying to find an evening class, this requirement poses a very difficult and personal challenge for me. Fact is, I have a very difficult time </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/4499912919776011997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=4499912919776011997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/4499912919776011997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/4499912919776011997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2007/01/consortium-conundrum-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-3224651603980360626</id><published>2007-01-21T18:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T18:21:20.238-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bush - Both Cracked and BrokenMR. LEHRER: Is there a little bit of a broken egg problem here, Mr. President, that there is instability and there is violence in Iraq - sectarian violence, Iraqis killing other Iraqis, and now the United States helped create the broken egg and now says, okay, Iraqis, it's your problem. You put the egg back together, and if you don't do it quickly and you don't do it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/3224651603980360626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=3224651603980360626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/3224651603980360626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/3224651603980360626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2007/01/bush-both-cracked-and-broken-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-4011852511833508372</id><published>2007-01-20T14:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T14:34:45.541-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>She's In!Saying, "The stakes will be high when America chooses a new president in 2008," Hilliary Clinton today announced the formation of a presidential exploration committee. "No matter where you live, no matter what your political views, I want you to be part of this important conversation right at the start."The time has come for a woman to be our commander-in-chief, for a woman to set the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/4011852511833508372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=4011852511833508372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/4011852511833508372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/4011852511833508372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2007/01/shes-in-saying-stakes-will-be-high-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-9122889268115342916</id><published>2007-01-12T22:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T22:38:56.472-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lowering Herself to His LevelThe exchange today between Sen. Barbara Boxer and Secretary of State Condoleezza Rice made me sick to my stomach.I think of all those brave women who fought for our right to vote, and later, for our right to be considered equal in hiring, education, sports scholarships, etc. The ones who have passed must be turning over in their graves.Regarding sending more military </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/9122889268115342916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=9122889268115342916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/9122889268115342916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/9122889268115342916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2007/01/lowering-herself-to-his-level-exchange.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-9124914023633231746</id><published>2007-01-04T01:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T02:10:49.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ResolutionsI resolve to not have New Year's Resolutions.I made this resolution a long time ago and it was my last one.I did "The Prayers of the People" at service Sunday. I said I do not believe in New Year's Resolutions because for one thing, I like to put myself in a position to succeed. People chuckled. I said all it does is set us up for failure, which then causes us to beat ourselves up. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/9124914023633231746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=9124914023633231746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/9124914023633231746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/9124914023633231746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2007/01/resolutions-i-resolve-to-not-have-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-20039629536807621</id><published>2007-01-03T12:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T01:58:36.467-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Five Things (Many) Others Don't Know 'Bout MeI've been tagged! Well, kinda sorta by the fine folks at http://www.conversationattheedge.com.I'm a native Californian. I was bicoastal for the first 25 years of my life. I lived half in the West and half in the East, but it was CA, NY, PA, CA, AZ, PA, then CA. After I settled on the East and left CA for good in 1984, I lived in PA, NJ, VA, and MD. The</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/20039629536807621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=20039629536807621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/20039629536807621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/20039629536807621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2007/01/five-things-many-others-dont-know-bout.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-4571971074479072081</id><published>2006-12-31T21:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T21:43:05.958-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>3000 Dead Americans = 1 Dead Saddam3000 are deadmothers, fathers, brothers, sisters, nephews, nieces, lovers, friendsno reason in any reasonSaddam did not cause 9/11there were no WMD3000 dead and thousands maimed, slow, painful, bloody, messymissing parts and wounded heartsSaddam hanged nice and cleanfinest suit, no fuss, no muss</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/4571971074479072081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=4571971074479072081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/4571971074479072081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/4571971074479072081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2006/12/3000-dead-americans-1-dead-saddam-3000.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-7608386495664937759</id><published>2006-12-29T15:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T15:51:12.608-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>President Gerald R. FordOf all the United States Presidents I've met or been in the same room with (okay, I've only met 2 and been in the room with 1 additional), Ford was my favorite. Yes, I know about the Warren Commission. Yes, I know about the Trilateral Commission; I was a CR and YR for goodness' sake. Those facts do not taint my view of Ford.Ford was the consummate public servant. Unlike </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/7608386495664937759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=7608386495664937759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/7608386495664937759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/7608386495664937759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2006/12/president-gerald-r.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-2886207350776593331</id><published>2006-11-22T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T22:37:35.607-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rosie Oh No!Tsk-tsk, shame-shame on Rosie O'Donnell.Her recent rant against Kelly Ripa was totally uncalled for and out of line.By calling Ripa "homophobic" for telling Clay Aiken she didn't appreciate his hand over her mouth since she "didn't know where his hand had been," Rosie all but OUTED Clay. This from someone who made millions from the comfort of her own, cozy closet.My first thought </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/2886207350776593331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=2886207350776593331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/2886207350776593331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/2886207350776593331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2006/11/rosie-oh-no-tsk-tsk-shame-shame-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-116361395750424043</id><published>2006-11-15T12:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T13:05:57.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You'd be 14I was thinking of you yesterday, my child who was never born. No, as you know, you weren't aborted, you just didn't make it. I thought of you yesterday because the holiday season is all but upon us and I always think how much fun you'd be at the turkey dinner or beside the Christmas tree. I realized I did not think of you this September, the first year this has happened. September was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/116361395750424043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=116361395750424043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/116361395750424043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/116361395750424043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2006/11/youd-be-14-i-was-thinking-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-116317198574064629</id><published>2006-11-10T10:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T10:19:45.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Conversion Experience (April 2005)(Taken from a service led at the Unitarian Universalist Congregation of Sterling, VA, July 31, 2005)At one of our last CD group meetings in April, a group member asked me how I could basically believe in a Father type and a Holy Ghost type, but not The Son. I said I could feel a Father and a Holy Ghost in my heart and soul, but I could not feel The Son. “But </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/116317198574064629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=116317198574064629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/116317198574064629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/116317198574064629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-conversion-experience-april-2005.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-116060651667455337</id><published>2006-10-11T18:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T18:41:56.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jane Doe at the Rest StopTraveling home from a puppy play date for Dallas with my friend’s two Cavalier King Charles Spaniels. Stop at a non-descript Jersey pike rest stop.Notice a girl? woman? sitting on the concrete at the far end of the entrance. Notice two different guys taking turns talking to her. A runaway? A marital spat? Truckers looking for some quick action? Drug deal? Not sure.Exit </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/116060651667455337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=116060651667455337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/116060651667455337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/116060651667455337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2006/10/jane-doe-at-rest-stop-traveling-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-116020358916117318</id><published>2006-10-07T02:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T17:14:39.493-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Forgiveness, Part III’ve been doing some more thinking about forgiveness. True forgiveness, like true love, should be unconditional. This just dawned on me today when I realized there are some people I would forgive if I knew why they did what they did. That doesn’t cut it. First, that's hardly unconditional. Second, the chances the reasons they gave would soothe me are slim to none.It’s </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/116020358916117318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=116020358916117318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/116020358916117318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/116020358916117318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2006/10/forgiveness-part-ii-ive-been-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-115999885351154268</id><published>2006-10-04T17:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T17:57:05.533-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Learning from the AmishI lived among the Lancaster, PA, Amish in the 1980s. When I say "lived among," I was not a member of the Amish community, but a member of the greater Lancaster community. As such, I did not take visiting friends &amp; relatives to stare at the Amish, I did not gawk at the Amish who made their way into town, and I may have driven more carefully than some when traveling roads </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/115999885351154268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=115999885351154268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/115999885351154268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/115999885351154268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2006/10/learning-from-amish-i-lived-among.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-115827561542253034</id><published>2006-09-14T19:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T19:36:16.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>God Bless AmericaI find it ironic that Americans ask God to bless America when so few Americans bother to bless one another.Returning to the parking lot after work the other day, I was greeted by a man who was obviously down on his luck. Downtown DC is a haven for pan handlers, some legit, some not. I am not in a good position to tell one from the other. I'm not that far removed from a person who</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/115827561542253034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=115827561542253034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/115827561542253034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/115827561542253034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2006/09/god-bless-america-i-find-it-ironic.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-115789945476349568</id><published>2006-09-10T10:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T03:04:09.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The New Man in My LifeMeet Dallas, age 5 months. He's a miniature schnauzer. He's very smart. Maybe too smart sometimes. He's the cutest puppy ever! He ignores the cats, which really ticks them off. Their attitude is, "Don' t you know how important we are?" (Or, as Karen would ask, "Don't you know who we think we are?")Dallas' favorite things are empty water bottles and tennis balls. Dallas is my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/115789945476349568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=115789945476349568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/115789945476349568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/115789945476349568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2006/09/new-man-in-my-life-meet-dallas-age-5.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-115647504494741670</id><published>2006-08-24T22:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T23:04:05.006-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Six Men on a TrainI went to work late today because I was suffering from vertigo. And no, I don't think it's my new job making me dizzy, you smart *****.At the stop after mine, six men got on with suitcases. A couple of them looked old enough to be retired and several sported the same semi-uniform. It was a bit strange; the stop isn't one for conventioneers or tourists, they didn't look like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/115647504494741670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=115647504494741670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/115647504494741670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/115647504494741670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2006/08/six-men-on-train-i-went-to-work-late.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-115539186152102075</id><published>2006-08-12T09:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T10:16:55.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Chance to HealOn Sept. 29, I fly to Albany, NY, to attend the 30th HS class reunion of a place I left after 8th grade. I am very excited that my former best friend Terry is going to attend since I'm attending. We haven't seen each other for 30 years. I am also excited to spend some time with Laura, rare &amp; precious since we rediscovered one another a few years ago.I think parents sometimes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/115539186152102075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=115539186152102075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/115539186152102075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/115539186152102075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2006/08/chance-to-heal-on-sept.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-115471282454199985</id><published>2006-08-04T13:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T17:04:38.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Is this Disgusts You, You are SICK!The selective puritan nature of the American public never ceases to amaze me. While Internet porn sales rates go through the roof, while "less clothes is better" videos continue on the television, while orgies &amp; wife swapping are widespread in middle America, people are disgusted by the beautiful photo of a baby nursing on Baby Talk magazine.From the AFP story,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/115471282454199985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=115471282454199985' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/115471282454199985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/115471282454199985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2006/08/is-this-disgusts-you-you-are-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-115465111878068892</id><published>2006-08-03T20:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T20:25:18.793-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hate Speech from the RightRenew America is Alan Keyes' group. Alan Keyes is a Republican politician who won't talk to his daughter because she is a lesbian.Stacy Harp’s internet radio program "The Right View" had Renew Amercia’s Guy Adams on as a guest. Some of his outlandish claims from part one of the show include:Gays have sex with infants (he says it is “The New Trend”). (How sick he must be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/115465111878068892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=115465111878068892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/115465111878068892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/115465111878068892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2006/08/hate-speech-from-right-renew-america.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-115448963032405524</id><published>2006-08-01T23:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T23:33:50.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Maine, last week. A cloudy day in Maine still beats a sunny day in many other places.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/115448963032405524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=115448963032405524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/115448963032405524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/115448963032405524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2006/08/maine-last-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-115283996959701388</id><published>2006-07-13T21:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T21:19:29.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Bird Brain for BirdsI am the world's worst birder. Go ahead, laugh. I admitted this about 12 years ago.I am fascinated by birds. Don't know why. It may have to do with being born and spending the first 6.5 years of my life in concrete LA-la land, where I probably never saw a bird. I remember owning a bird painting book shortly after than in NY.Tonight I saw my first OWL. I was mesmerized. And a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/115283996959701388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=115283996959701388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/115283996959701388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/115283996959701388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2006/07/bird-brain-for-birds-i-am-worlds-worst.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-115264116523998979</id><published>2006-07-11T13:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T12:03:23.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Asking the Right Questions and Having ResourcesIt cracks me up when you go on interviews and they "pick your brain" with technical questions to see if your resume is true or a pack of lies.I don't claim to keep a ton of knowledge in my brain. (Not to mention, as I get older, it can be more difficult to access it.) What I do claim is the ability to ask the right questions and the ability to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/115264116523998979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=115264116523998979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/115264116523998979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/115264116523998979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2006/07/asking-right-questions-and-having.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-115249343190209149</id><published>2006-07-09T20:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T10:46:47.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Help, I am Denominationally HomelessTo stay on track for my degree, I need to start my 2-year, part-time internship this fall or next. I'm all set to start one at a UCC congregation this fall. Now I'm thinking I should wait til next, perhaps I'll have more clarity on UCC vs UU?Maybe I abandoned UUism too quickly?Maybe I have more conviction in my ability to be a lesbian, somewhat Christian UU </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/115249343190209149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=115249343190209149' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/115249343190209149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/115249343190209149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2006/07/help-i-am-denominationally-homeless-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-115238308396825382</id><published>2006-07-08T14:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T14:24:44.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'll Never UnderstandCruelty to childrenThose who think Bush is a great presidentCrotch rocket motorcyclesThose who think their religion is the only TRUE oneWhy some straight people are afraid gay marriage will affect themThose who quote Christ but do not act like ChristStar TrekGay RepublicansWhy I was born a couple of years too early for Title IXRosie O'Donnell's "thing" for Tom CruiseI </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/115238308396825382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=115238308396825382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/115238308396825382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/115238308396825382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2006/07/ill-never-understand-cruelty-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-115129084530563301</id><published>2006-06-25T22:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T23:00:45.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Job Stinks....With the good Lord's help, and many hobbies, I manage to totally forget about work most weekends. Then late Sunday I start getting that feeling of dread. I get a headache and/or a stomach ache. There's nothing worse than a job you don't like.I wish I could just look at my job as my "tuition-paying enterprise," but I'm not like that. I care too much about doing the right thing and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/115129084530563301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=115129084530563301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/115129084530563301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/115129084530563301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-job-stinks.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-115073583009376159</id><published>2006-06-19T12:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T12:50:30.133-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Love for a Child Never FadesI just talked to my stepson Josh for the first time in over 10 years. I'm smiling and kinda teary-eyed simultaneously. I hurt for all the time we lost. I rejoice in the man he has become. I met his mom when he was 14 and we were together almost 6 years. He was a good kid and she is a good mom. S. and I stayed in touch for a while but then my next partner didn't want me</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/115073583009376159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=115073583009376159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/115073583009376159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/115073583009376159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2006/06/love-for-child-never-fades-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-115068445040220697</id><published>2006-06-18T22:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T22:34:10.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Do you believe in miracles?I've been asked many times, typically by UU friends, why I believe in miracles. One answer is that I've been clean &amp; sober for 18 years and 11 months. While I had not yet accepted Christ on July 4, 1988, I did always believe in a higher being so I was not offended by the concept of a Higher Power. The usual reply to my reason for believing is, "You need to give yourself</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/115068445040220697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=115068445040220697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/115068445040220697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/115068445040220697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2006/06/do-you-believe-in-miracles-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-114979660839255562</id><published>2006-06-08T15:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T15:56:48.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There's not much question where you go after your employment ends with THIS company!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/114979660839255562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=114979660839255562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/114979660839255562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/114979660839255562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2006/06/theres-not-much-question-where-you-go_08.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-114954347753537771</id><published>2006-06-05T17:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T17:37:57.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For parts of last week I was able to attend the Sister 2 Sister Retreat produced by Ebenezer AME of Ft. Washington, MD. Several of my seminary friends attend Ebenezer and they told me this retreat "should NOT be missed."They were right! My friend told me of course there would be mostly "sistahs" there but they are trying to reach out to all women. After picking up my registration packet I ran </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/114954347753537771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=114954347753537771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/114954347753537771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/114954347753537771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2006/06/for-parts-of-last-week-i-was-able-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-114947542980773444</id><published>2006-06-04T22:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T22:43:49.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/114947542980773444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=114947542980773444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/114947542980773444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/114947542980773444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-114919183851304368</id><published>2006-06-01T15:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T16:33:50.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> If you stop, look, and listen, there are miracles all around you. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/114919183851304368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=114919183851304368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/114919183851304368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/114919183851304368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2006/06/if-you-stop-look-and-listen-there-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070484.post-114806190237103936</id><published>2006-05-19T13:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T16:16:47.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is a photograph I took in Northern Europeand then edited in Ulead Express. While workingon this for a seminary assignment, I really feltlike "someone else" took over and did the editing.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/feeds/114806190237103936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070484&amp;postID=114806190237103936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/114806190237103936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070484/posts/default/114806190237103936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetcomic.blogspot.com/2006/05/this-is-photograph-i-took-in-northern_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Doreen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
