<?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-6699874</id><updated>2011-06-30T11:28:16.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Daily Graduate Grind</title><subtitle type='html'>Research notes and ramblings for all those classes I keep taking for some reason</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://learnedfuzz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6699874/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://learnedfuzz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>BG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09957101327979879761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6699874.post-113321921399965752</id><published>2005-11-28T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T15:06:54.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow--Too many projects...</title><summary type='text'>In a strange and self indulgent moment the author of this blog stops by to make the pointless observation that this blog has seemingly been left to die. I suppose part of the problem is the fact that I am writing far too many blogs (or not writing as the case may be).Perhaps it is time to be more wasteful with my time and correct this horrendous slump.  I think so.Decisive moment immediately </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://learnedfuzz.blogspot.com/feeds/113321921399965752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6699874&amp;postID=113321921399965752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6699874/posts/default/113321921399965752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6699874/posts/default/113321921399965752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://learnedfuzz.blogspot.com/2005/11/wow-too-many-projects.html' title='Wow--Too many projects...'/><author><name>BG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09957101327979879761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6699874.post-111565102580629578</id><published>2005-05-09T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T08:04:42.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you're a graduate student when you fear the end of the term</title><summary type='text'>My partner keeps telling me to have no fear it's almost over. Sadly, that is what I am afraid of. Not that I mourn the end of the term in and of itself, I'm just a bit concerned by the fact that its end is supposed to correspond with the end of my work. I'd really like another month on these papers.All the same, I have to get my work done. The real loomer right now is my thesis (and I apologize </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://learnedfuzz.blogspot.com/feeds/111565102580629578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6699874&amp;postID=111565102580629578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6699874/posts/default/111565102580629578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6699874/posts/default/111565102580629578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://learnedfuzz.blogspot.com/2005/05/you-know-youre-graduate-student-when.html' title='You know you&apos;re a graduate student when you fear the end of the term'/><author><name>BG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09957101327979879761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6699874.post-111056388528031521</id><published>2005-03-11T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T09:58:05.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>But...I suppose I'm not really one to argue</title><summary type='text'>While I would certainly beg to differ, I have seen far too much evidence to argue with this particular commentary on English Majors.Tooth Paste for Dinner is, by the way a wonderful website to stop by and checkout now and then.  Wonderfully ridiculous, and funny because it is so sadly true.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://learnedfuzz.blogspot.com/feeds/111056388528031521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6699874&amp;postID=111056388528031521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6699874/posts/default/111056388528031521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6699874/posts/default/111056388528031521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://learnedfuzz.blogspot.com/2005/03/buti-suppose-im-not-really-one-to.html' title='But...I suppose I&apos;m not really one to argue'/><author><name>BG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09957101327979879761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6699874.post-111056133389404014</id><published>2005-03-11T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T09:15:33.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we are again...</title><summary type='text'>How is it that I only seem to get around to blogging at the end of terms when papers are bearing down and my stress level is going through the roof?  I think it must be the final proof that this blog is deeply and ultimately a self serving thing.  I have no idea why anyone else would want to read it, and thus no idea why I am eating up server space somewhere with it.  All the same...Today I find </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://learnedfuzz.blogspot.com/feeds/111056133389404014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6699874&amp;postID=111056133389404014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6699874/posts/default/111056133389404014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6699874/posts/default/111056133389404014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://learnedfuzz.blogspot.com/2005/03/here-we-are-again.html' title='Here we are again...'/><author><name>BG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09957101327979879761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6699874.post-110082728502045790</id><published>2004-11-18T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T17:34:48.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now for the Phenomenology of Embodiement and Ensoulment</title><summary type='text'>Now that I've hashed on Marx just a bit I'll take a moment to jot a thought on what this other paper I'm supposed to write is actually about (I must admit that when I started this blog I really didn't intend to make it all about my papers but at least I get it out of my system and don't encourage my wife's homicidal tendencies with my constant obsessing about papers that for some reason I never </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://learnedfuzz.blogspot.com/feeds/110082728502045790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6699874&amp;postID=110082728502045790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6699874/posts/default/110082728502045790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6699874/posts/default/110082728502045790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://learnedfuzz.blogspot.com/2004/11/now-for-phenomenology-of-embodiement.html' title='Now for the Phenomenology of Embodiement and Ensoulment'/><author><name>BG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09957101327979879761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6699874.post-110079259162169531</id><published>2004-11-18T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T17:35:05.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arundhati Roy and Marxist Post-Colonialism</title><summary type='text'>The current project here is to attempt to come to terms with the  function of ideology in Arundhati Roy's The God of Small Things. I've got a couple of ideas of how I can come at this. One is to trace the presence of violence and its connections to various ideologies in the novel. One of the prime examples is the "History House" located in the "Heart of Darkness" with its accompanying spirit of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://learnedfuzz.blogspot.com/feeds/110079259162169531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6699874&amp;postID=110079259162169531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6699874/posts/default/110079259162169531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6699874/posts/default/110079259162169531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://learnedfuzz.blogspot.com/2004/11/arundhati-roy-and-marxist-post.html' title='Arundhati Roy and Marxist Post-Colonialism'/><author><name>BG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09957101327979879761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6699874.post-108455139001544006</id><published>2004-05-14T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T09:16:30.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pacifism in Tolkien's Lord of the Rings</title><summary type='text'>Since I really ought to be working on my thesis, I have gotten sidetracked for the last hour contemplating the place of pacifism in Tolkien's work.  The thought that originated this digression from feminist film theory was the realization that the Ring itself represents war as a concept.  That is to say that, like war, even if wielded in the name of a worthy cause it ultimately brings ruin.  This</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://learnedfuzz.blogspot.com/feeds/108455139001544006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6699874&amp;postID=108455139001544006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6699874/posts/default/108455139001544006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6699874/posts/default/108455139001544006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://learnedfuzz.blogspot.com/2004/05/pacifism-in-tolkiens-lord-of-rings.html' title='Pacifism in Tolkien&apos;s &lt;em&gt;Lord of the Rings&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>BG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09957101327979879761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6699874.post-108436562949205499</id><published>2004-05-12T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T05:42:29.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BBC NEWS | UK | Northern Ireland | Feeling OK? Have a 'pint'</title><summary type='text'>BBC NEWS | UK | Northern Ireland | Feeling OK? Have a 'pint'I knew it!! It makes sense to me anyway.  There's nothing like moderation and variety in the diet to keep you healthy.  A beer a day, especially good beer, has got to be good on some level.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://learnedfuzz.blogspot.com/feeds/108436562949205499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6699874&amp;postID=108436562949205499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6699874/posts/default/108436562949205499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6699874/posts/default/108436562949205499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://learnedfuzz.blogspot.com/2004/05/bbc-news-uk-northern-ireland-feeling.html' title='BBC NEWS | UK | Northern Ireland | Feeling OK? Have a &apos;pint&apos;'/><author><name>BG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09957101327979879761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6699874.post-108429507544463795</id><published>2004-05-11T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T10:04:35.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So...Blogs...</title><summary type='text'>Apart from ellipses, blogs seem to be my new thing.  Despite html being a language that (like French) I can almost read, but really can't approximate, I am really enjoying playing with this.  I just finished a paper on using blogs in the "First-Year" Composition course I've been teaching these last two semesters.  The paper itself wasn't that great I feel, but it was a good experience as far as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://learnedfuzz.blogspot.com/feeds/108429507544463795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6699874&amp;postID=108429507544463795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6699874/posts/default/108429507544463795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6699874/posts/default/108429507544463795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://learnedfuzz.blogspot.com/2004/05/soblogs.html' title='So...Blogs...'/><author><name>BG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09957101327979879761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6699874.post-108424017035746950</id><published>2004-05-10T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T09:55:17.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And Done...Sort of...</title><summary type='text'>My second and last official semester at MSU done.  Summer here at last! And...plenty to do.  I never cease to be amused by the amount of work that I--and everyone else on an academic schedule it seems--plan for thier summers.  As it stands I have four weeks to write the first three or four chapters of my thesis.  This is followed by a blessed two week hiatus while I get married.  Then it's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://learnedfuzz.blogspot.com/feeds/108424017035746950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6699874&amp;postID=108424017035746950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6699874/posts/default/108424017035746950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6699874/posts/default/108424017035746950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://learnedfuzz.blogspot.com/2004/05/and-donesort-of.html' title='And Done...Sort of...'/><author><name>BG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09957101327979879761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6699874.post-108290919396895323</id><published>2004-04-25T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T10:07:37.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am Sem, as always, the plot thickens and I lose my way</title><summary type='text'>So what do I have to work with:-The naivete of Kerouac's idyllic pastoral description of the people that surround the Terry episode--further complicated by the racial politics that he ends up being captured in (see "Peasent Dreams")-The idea of motion and the reaching for pure motion which attaches to their migrancy (see "Dos Passos..."---again complicated by the fact that they are not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://learnedfuzz.blogspot.com/feeds/108290919396895323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6699874&amp;postID=108290919396895323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6699874/posts/default/108290919396895323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6699874/posts/default/108290919396895323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://learnedfuzz.blogspot.com/2004/04/am-sem-as-always-plot-thickens-and-i.html' title='Am Sem, as always, the plot thickens and I lose my way'/><author><name>BG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09957101327979879761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6699874.post-108143364604583759</id><published>2004-04-08T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T10:07:30.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am Sem prelim notes</title><summary type='text'>Alright, time to collect my thoughts on this one, especially since I haven't really taken much time with it apart from occasional compulsive requesting of articles through ILL.  What I am going to look at is the relationship between Kerouac's representations of people on the margins and his image of America.  My first thought was that the migrant nature of many of these people in On the Road was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://learnedfuzz.blogspot.com/feeds/108143364604583759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6699874&amp;postID=108143364604583759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6699874/posts/default/108143364604583759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6699874/posts/default/108143364604583759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://learnedfuzz.blogspot.com/2004/04/am-sem-prelim-notes.html' title='Am Sem prelim notes'/><author><name>BG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09957101327979879761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6699874.post-108135922869028364</id><published>2004-04-07T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T10:07:08.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brit Sem...Taking shape</title><summary type='text'>Leaving Alfred behind for the moment, I have two major authors who I am going to toss around in this essay.  On the one side I have Charles Dickens who, for my purposes, serves as a moralist of the Victorian social order.  Gertrude Himmelfarb has my back on this one in The De-Moralization of Society.  On the other hand I have Thomas Hardy with Jude the Obscure and Tess of the D'Urbervilles.  In </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://learnedfuzz.blogspot.com/feeds/108135922869028364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6699874&amp;postID=108135922869028364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6699874/posts/default/108135922869028364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6699874/posts/default/108135922869028364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://learnedfuzz.blogspot.com/2004/04/brit-semtaking-shape.html' title='Brit Sem...Taking shape'/><author><name>BG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09957101327979879761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6699874.post-108068922456384199</id><published>2004-04-01T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T10:14:01.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unusual Brit Sem Paper</title><summary type='text'>Create a bogus citizen of Victorian England and through the story of thier fictitous life discuss the social/historical context of class readings (oh and maybe the readings themselves too).  While interesting, I can't help but to feel that this is a little more touchy feely cute than I can handle and take seriously at the same time.  Oh well, its kinda growing on me anyway.  So on to my fictitous</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://learnedfuzz.blogspot.com/feeds/108068922456384199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6699874&amp;postID=108068922456384199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6699874/posts/default/108068922456384199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6699874/posts/default/108068922456384199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://learnedfuzz.blogspot.com/2004/04/unusual-brit-sem-paper.html' title='Unusual Brit Sem Paper'/><author><name>BG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09957101327979879761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6699874.post-108068860546757917</id><published>2004-03-30T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T10:13:05.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's going on here as of now</title><summary type='text'>Currently, this space is for my research on two papers, both of which will actually be done in two to three weeks but no matter--for I intend to just start talking about some other thing that I've talked myself into doing as soon as they'redone.  Now that I stop to think about how soon those are going to be done I feel rather foolish for having considered starting a Blogg for each of them...that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://learnedfuzz.blogspot.com/feeds/108068860546757917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6699874&amp;postID=108068860546757917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6699874/posts/default/108068860546757917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6699874/posts/default/108068860546757917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://learnedfuzz.blogspot.com/2004/03/whats-going-on-here-as-of-now.html' title='What&apos;s going on here as of now'/><author><name>BG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09957101327979879761</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
