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Jon Stewart Calls Out Fox News for Anti-Muslim Nuclear Logo Propaganda

comments on this blog will now be seen

So I'll be darned.  When you click the Comment link below a posting now and leave some words for the world, I'll actually see that, which means I can actually publish them as moderator.  I had accidentally set Gmail to delete all those, so I've been ignoring them and asking folks to all kinds of shenanigans to get around that.  Fixed.  Doesn't it make you feel good inside that when you comment on Jeff Knox's blog, if he chooses to publish the comment, other folks can actually see it?  ;-)

bookmark this for bad days

It's collections of ~5 minute video clips from that great classic comedy, Whose Line Is It Anyway.

http://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=Whose+Line+Inside+Joke+Collection&search_type=&aq=f

2 good ones I've found so far are meow & nice pants.

my new love / you need Gmail

Riley Knox
After just 2 days, I was in love.  This dog is so sweet.  She'll flop over for a belly rub at the drop of a hat. (well, for me at least)  We had her on Main Street Greenville yesterday, and she was fine with the noise (even as a fire engine roared by, blaring full volume) and loved getting all the attention that a doggie this cute demands from pedestrians.  And she doesn't demand it from anyone, she just appreciates it very much.
So all in all, I've figured out that this is what was missing from Jeff 1.0's life.  This is what led to my not feeling connected to anything and thinking about just leaving this greatest town ever.  I would often say "I don't have a dog, I have thirty dogs" since I volunteer weekly at the Humane Society.  But how much different is volunteering to walk dogs for 5 minutes each, and pet ownership.  HOLY TAR-BUCKETS.

Gmail
OK, so a buddy just signed up for Gmail, and so I made a quick "welcome to Gmail, here's what you need to know" for him.  Then I figured everybody with email needs to see it, and it was a matter of minutes to make it a Document.  (it's a quick read, about a page)  For those of you without Gmail, here's the power you're missing, and even if you're nowhere near my level of being a dork, they make it easy with good help.  For those of you with Gmail, perhaps here's a few tips to get more out of it and move into being a power user.  GMAIL BASICS  It would just tickle me pink to get any or all of my readers to move to Gmail.  I mean, first off, if your email address is just whatever your Internet Service Provider gave you, then everything you have will be lost when you switch to a cheaper ISP, which I guarantee is easy to find (I would start by Googling).  My parents switched from dial-up to DSL through their phone company, and it's WAY faster and $10/month cheaper.  Thus, email that's independent of your ISP is just smarter. And really, you could sign up for Gmail and not tell anybody and take it for a test drive first.  Seems kinda a no-brainer.

DUKE IS NATIONAL 

BASKETBALL CHAMPIONS!  

Oh man what a good game

meet Riley Knox

So it was a big day-- on the way back from spring break at the coast... we got a new dog! (picture)  Riley is about 2 years old, she was found as a stray and kept in a garage for a year, then she was found by a rescue group... and now she has a home!  Riley is part golden retriever and part basset hound.  So she has the personality of a golden, and the appropriate-for-my-folks size of a basset, somewhat.
Now this is so cool for many reasons.
1.  It's the ideal situation for me: mostly, I'll get the fun bits of dog ownership, and the folks get all the maintenance.  That's exactly why I've been a volunteer at the humane society for years.  Going forward, she may spend a few nights a week at my place.
2.  I've never had a dog before. (well, I still don't now, but she may end up at my place some nights in the future)
3.  It's already obvious her personality is awesome-- very laid-back and mellow.
4.  THE BIG ONE: a large part of why we all wanted a golden was this story.  The hero of that tale is a golden.  And to make the next chapter of that story, we are going to try like heck to train Riley as a therapy dog (after we've owned her the prerequisite 3 months), which after only a few hours I can tell she will almost certainly excel at.  Ultimately, my dream is to take Riley the therapy dog into hospitals, where 1) a doggy, yay! & 2) -I- can be a source of hope that though things may look bad right now, with never-ending hard work, they very well might turn out OK.  Nothing guarantees that hard work equals things coming out OK, but continual hard work is the first step on the path to things coming out OK.  I'm living proof.

Off-topic, I want to be the most non-competitive person in the world.