<?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-6260543</id><updated>2011-07-14T12:38:21.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomized Orderings</title><subtitle type='html'>Thoughts that come to me when I just want them up here, instead of on paper I have to carry to and fro and not throw away and that probably goes through the washing machine anyway</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mickeyt2k.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6260543/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mickeyt2k.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MickeyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15187463121143214505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.trenchant.net/mike1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6260543.post-913075446514449920</id><published>2007-05-14T13:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T13:09:36.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoa! This is old</title><summary type='text'>Cuz this is my NEW blog place.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.mickeyt.net' title='Whoa! This is old'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mickeyt2k.blogspot.com/feeds/913075446514449920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6260543&amp;postID=913075446514449920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6260543/posts/default/913075446514449920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6260543/posts/default/913075446514449920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mickeyt2k.blogspot.com/2007/05/whoa-this-is-old.html' title='Whoa! This is old'/><author><name>MickeyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15187463121143214505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.trenchant.net/mike1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6260543.post-109707323152684034</id><published>2004-10-06T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T07:33:51.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>VP Debate - A CommentaryI was struck by one innane incident in the VP debate last night. Maybe no one noticed, but it jumped out at me and clarified the difference between the two candidates. Edwards was mistakenly given an extra 30 second response. Edwards at first tried to deny the advantage, but acquiesced authority to the moderator. He remained tuned to the moderator and when she realized </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mickeyt2k.blogspot.com/feeds/109707323152684034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6260543&amp;postID=109707323152684034' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6260543/posts/default/109707323152684034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6260543/posts/default/109707323152684034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mickeyt2k.blogspot.com/2004/10/vp-debate-commentary-i-was-struck-by.html' title=''/><author><name>MickeyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15187463121143214505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.trenchant.net/mike1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6260543.post-109538559746108203</id><published>2004-09-16T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T18:46:37.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Boys Choirs - A RuminationThere is something about boys choirs that is at once melancholic and sacred.Melancholic in that as one listens one knows that those crystal cleartrebles, like boyhood innocence, will not last and will change. I find themsacred for those same reasons -- it is an ultimate beauty that can berenewed and rediscovered and retrained. What is sacred surely must be that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mickeyt2k.blogspot.com/feeds/109538559746108203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6260543&amp;postID=109538559746108203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6260543/posts/default/109538559746108203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6260543/posts/default/109538559746108203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mickeyt2k.blogspot.com/2004/09/boys-choirs-rumination-there-is.html' title=''/><author><name>MickeyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15187463121143214505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.trenchant.net/mike1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6260543.post-109501043359711699</id><published>2004-09-12T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T10:33:53.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Big Ball of PainSeveral things in the past 24 hours have landed me in a sludge of ennui. I wrote a letter to a sister-in-law whose son is coming out. In it, I related the pain, loneliness, alienation and freakishness I experienced coming out in the late 70s and early 80s. I'd never done that before, faced and enumerated that experience. I also saw "Garden State." Great movie. Made me feel </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mickeyt2k.blogspot.com/feeds/109501043359711699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6260543&amp;postID=109501043359711699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6260543/posts/default/109501043359711699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6260543/posts/default/109501043359711699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mickeyt2k.blogspot.com/2004/09/big-ball-of-pain-several-things-in.html' title=''/><author><name>MickeyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15187463121143214505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.trenchant.net/mike1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6260543.post-109468837775144939</id><published>2004-09-08T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T17:06:17.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, I've been writing screenplays. One is finished -- at least finished for now -- and am nearing completion on another. Here is the Synopsis of the one that is finished:Butterfly Chasing-- Sometimes, you're forced to throw out the perfect life you've planned, for the imperfect life that is waiting for you --Synopsis:Conley Stewart is a young, hot-shot master of arbitrage and leveraged </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mickeyt2k.blogspot.com/feeds/109468837775144939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6260543&amp;postID=109468837775144939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6260543/posts/default/109468837775144939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6260543/posts/default/109468837775144939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mickeyt2k.blogspot.com/2004/09/so-ive-been-writing-screenplays.html' title=''/><author><name>MickeyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15187463121143214505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.trenchant.net/mike1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6260543.post-109339700970588472</id><published>2004-08-24T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T18:23:29.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Match Flaring in the WindFifteen years laterI found you, found your number and calledYour memory of me was gonenever took rootMy memory of youHad flared.You, my lost museMy aeolian harpClanking in the breezeOf day-to-day lifeStirring the loins of my mindTo rise, to pulseTo express thoughtsideas, dreams wishes hopesthrough words written on a page,a flammable, quickly tindered </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mickeyt2k.blogspot.com/feeds/109339700970588472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6260543&amp;postID=109339700970588472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6260543/posts/default/109339700970588472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6260543/posts/default/109339700970588472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mickeyt2k.blogspot.com/2004/08/match-flaring-in-wind-fifteen-years.html' title=''/><author><name>MickeyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15187463121143214505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.trenchant.net/mike1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6260543.post-108837035678670408</id><published>2004-06-27T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T14:07:49.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My friend "Betaman" -- who used to be "Betaboy" -- pointed me to his new blog and it reminded me that, wow, I had opened one of these ages ago.So, here it is. A blog for random orderings and thoughts as they occur. Maybe it will be something more; maybe I'll simply forget about it again.I had actually tried to do two different postings a week ago, but the system kept freaking out when I'd </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mickeyt2k.blogspot.com/feeds/108837035678670408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6260543&amp;postID=108837035678670408' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6260543/posts/default/108837035678670408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6260543/posts/default/108837035678670408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mickeyt2k.blogspot.com/2004/06/my-friend-betaman-who-used-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>MickeyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15187463121143214505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.trenchant.net/mike1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6260543.post-108803409027832730</id><published>2004-06-23T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T14:07:32.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OK, I forgot I had this thing until my friend betaman told me to visit his blog. Well, that reminded me, so here is my second posting in seven months. Not sure how much I'll actually put up here. If I blog, and no one is there to read it, does my blog make a noise? The sound of one hand clapping maybe.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mickeyt2k.blogspot.com/feeds/108803409027832730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6260543&amp;postID=108803409027832730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6260543/posts/default/108803409027832730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6260543/posts/default/108803409027832730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mickeyt2k.blogspot.com/2004/06/ok-i-forgot-i-had-this-thing-until-my.html' title=''/><author><name>MickeyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15187463121143214505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.trenchant.net/mike1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6260543.post-108803465686577365</id><published>2004-06-23T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T16:50:56.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, I've tried to publish this and a previous post, but I get the ephemeral "there were errors" message. Now, I can't help but feel that it isn't errors with the blogspot computers. It makes me feel like, maybe there are errors with what I wrote. Or worse, errors with me... personally.I'll confess, I'm an error, an aberation. Nonetheless, I think my blog that no one will read anyway deserves to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mickeyt2k.blogspot.com/feeds/108803465686577365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6260543&amp;postID=108803465686577365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6260543/posts/default/108803465686577365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6260543/posts/default/108803465686577365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mickeyt2k.blogspot.com/2004/06/so-ive-tried-to-publish-this-and.html' title=''/><author><name>MickeyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15187463121143214505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.trenchant.net/mike1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6260543.post-107272444152979507</id><published>2003-12-29T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-29T11:00:59.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lumbini is 2/24 - 3/7 After Lumbini is Dehra Dun. Allow 3 days for travel TO Lumbini from Delhi.Stay in Majnukatila? Hmmm, Maybe.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mickeyt2k.blogspot.com/feeds/107272444152979507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6260543&amp;postID=107272444152979507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6260543/posts/default/107272444152979507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6260543/posts/default/107272444152979507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mickeyt2k.blogspot.com/2003/12/lumbini-is-224-37-after-lumbini-is.html' title=''/><author><name>MickeyT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15187463121143214505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.trenchant.net/mike1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
