<?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-5345352</id><updated>2011-04-22T00:41:04.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'>DoMain of Heas</title><subtitle type='html'>Those who hear not the music
think the dancers mad</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manofheas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manofheas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Man of Heas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021172391592740624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://fallenheroes.5u.com/blog/webmonk_red_nato.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345352.post-105823606759770665</id><published>2003-07-14T22:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-14T22:28:11.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Poetry Week - Day 4 - Reflect-ZenWhat follows is a stream of consciousness reflection that I wrote (the next day actually) while at work.  On this particular day, a Saturday, I had gone into work around 1:00pm to make some extra money.  At the time I was a supervisor in a market research call center, but since it was for extra cash I spent the shift on the phones.  Doing market research surveys.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105823606759770665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105823606759770665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manofheas.blogspot.com/2003/07/poetry-week-day-4-reflect-zenwhat.html' title=''/><author><name>Man of Heas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021172391592740624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://fallenheroes.5u.com/blog/webmonk_red_nato.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345352.post-10582344556660492</id><published>2003-07-14T22:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-14T22:28:40.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Poetry Week - Day 4 - Zen and the Art of PoetryPoetry week was tired, so it took a long weekend vacation.The inspiration for the next few pieces hail, quite evidently, from my pursuits into Eastern philosophy and spiritualism.  My primary influences are Taoism and Zen Buddhism specifically, as those are the schools with which I have identified most closely and assimilate into my life and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/10582344556660492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/10582344556660492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manofheas.blogspot.com/2003/07/poetry-week-day-4-zen-and-art-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Man of Heas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021172391592740624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://fallenheroes.5u.com/blog/webmonk_red_nato.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345352.post-105785816556375831</id><published>2003-07-10T13:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-10T14:47:08.596-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Poetry Week - Day 3 - Old FriendsOld Friendsstrangehow time it bendsthe once invariable qualities of old friendswarm smileupon unexpected visitbut when did our conversation turn so prerequisite?differentbut some things still the sameever notice how we'd never call each other by name?so differentbut something still remainsa pale reflection on a dull window paneJuly 1st, 2000 - The </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105785816556375831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105785816556375831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manofheas.blogspot.com/2003/07/poetry-week-day-3-old-friends-old.html' title=''/><author><name>Man of Heas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021172391592740624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://fallenheroes.5u.com/blog/webmonk_red_nato.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345352.post-105777933472588809</id><published>2003-07-09T15:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-09T18:29:37.570-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Poetry Week - Day 2 - UntitledCanoe, two paddles,taken on water, on the water,one seat unmeshed, torn,and a spider's web woven deftly beside itas if to compensatethank you little spiderAugust 24th, 2000 - The Madd Monk</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105777933472588809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105777933472588809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manofheas.blogspot.com/2003/07/poetry-week-day-2-untitled-canoe-two.html' title=''/><author><name>Man of Heas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021172391592740624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://fallenheroes.5u.com/blog/webmonk_red_nato.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345352.post-105770537542451515</id><published>2003-07-08T19:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-08T19:07:30.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Poetry Week Starts HereToday marks the beginning of poetry week here at the Domain of Heas.  In an effort to make more regular updates, and make good on various promises, I will be posting a new poem or reflective piece each day for seven days.Since anyone who ever puts pen to paper in the pursuit of poetry (sorry, I'm alliterate), inevitably speaks to nature I've decided to open with one of my</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105770537542451515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105770537542451515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manofheas.blogspot.com/2003/07/poetry-week-starts-heretoday-marks.html' title=''/><author><name>Man of Heas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021172391592740624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://fallenheroes.5u.com/blog/webmonk_red_nato.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345352.post-105722853180499822</id><published>2003-07-03T06:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-03T23:49:47.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My New PromotionYesterday morning, only half-woken from my Canada Day slumber by my ever insistent alarm, I hazily pondered the ramifications of my new promotion...Director of Ice Cream, Bell CanadaAll the trappings of excitement were present, but slowly doubts began to creep in.  My return to reality forcing me to wonder how, if I had only moments ago been offered the job, what am I doing in bed</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105722853180499822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105722853180499822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manofheas.blogspot.com/2003/07/my-new-promotionyesterday-morning-only.html' title=''/><author><name>Man of Heas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021172391592740624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://fallenheroes.5u.com/blog/webmonk_red_nato.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345352.post-105673734902618221</id><published>2003-06-27T14:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-03T16:27:16.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The InvitationAs Kaveh mentioned in comments to a previous post, I haven't really posted much in the way of personal stuff.  I had been planning to, just hadn't got there yet.  So without further adieu...I hereby invite all of you to share in something that is a very important piece of my life.  What follows is a poem that captured my heart.  After reading it, I immediately sent it to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105673734902618221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105673734902618221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manofheas.blogspot.com/2003/06/invitationas-kaveh-mentioned-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Man of Heas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021172391592740624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://fallenheroes.5u.com/blog/webmonk_red_nato.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345352.post-105650247439347272</id><published>2003-06-24T20:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-28T22:20:27.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The GodbrotherThai-seguy Gets WhackedThe maddness continues.A Thai Buddhist monk shot dead last week had amassed a $7 million fortune in 12 bank accounts from years of extortion and was on a government blacklist of influential "mafia" figures, police said. Investigators said the monk, Phra Kru Nanthapiwat, murdered execution style by an unidentified assailanton Tuesday, had been earning as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105650247439347272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105650247439347272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manofheas.blogspot.com/2003/06/godbrother-thai-seguy-gets-whackedthe.html' title=''/><author><name>Man of Heas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021172391592740624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://fallenheroes.5u.com/blog/webmonk_red_nato.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345352.post-105650139734617092</id><published>2003-06-24T20:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-24T20:41:21.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Have they all gone Madd? I must admit I was a little saddened to read about this.Last week, seven Tibetan monks performed sacred dances at the University of Toronto.  These are monks on tour, driving around North America to bring awareness to the story of Panchen Lama, the lost child of Tibet.  They have already visited 35 states.Panchen Lama is a 14-year-old boy being held prisoner by the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105650139734617092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105650139734617092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manofheas.blogspot.com/2003/06/have-they-all-gone-madd-i-must-admit-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Man of Heas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021172391592740624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://fallenheroes.5u.com/blog/webmonk_red_nato.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345352.post-105649914538782168</id><published>2003-06-24T19:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-24T19:59:29.793-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Summer Cleaning I've had a chance to take care of some housekeeping here in the Domain of Heas.  The move over to Enetation Pro for the comments section is now complete; including the migration of old comments posted under the previous Document Root service (maybe now I can work on migrating comments for some other bloggers who I've pledged aid to).  Also, I have updated my CSS stylesheet for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105649914538782168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105649914538782168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manofheas.blogspot.com/2003/06/summer-cleaning-ive-had-chance-to-take.html' title=''/><author><name>Man of Heas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021172391592740624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://fallenheroes.5u.com/blog/webmonk_red_nato.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345352.post-105589560646139401</id><published>2003-06-17T20:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-17T20:53:05.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Do-It Yourself Cruise Missile A New Zealand handyman is building a cruise missile in his backyard, and posting the entire project on the internet.Bruce Simpson, a 49 year-old internet developer and jet engine enthusiast, originally published a site in May of 2002 outlining "The Low Cost Cruise Missile: A looming threat?" wherein he highlights the potentially looming threat.  The site details </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105589560646139401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105589560646139401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manofheas.blogspot.com/2003/06/do-it-yourself-cruise-missile-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Man of Heas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021172391592740624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://fallenheroes.5u.com/blog/webmonk_red_nato.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345352.post-105579525078381873</id><published>2003-06-16T16:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-16T16:28:47.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Quick Comment on Comments After much debate on Kaveh`s blog about comments, and much instability from the various comment hosting services, we have seen many changes throughout this little blogging community.  Enetation`s instability had led to a great debate in which Document Root emerged as the winner, due to it`s unflinching reliability.  Dave turned to Squawkbox, only to watch it go down </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105579525078381873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105579525078381873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manofheas.blogspot.com/2003/06/quick-comment-on-comments-after-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Man of Heas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021172391592740624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://fallenheroes.5u.com/blog/webmonk_red_nato.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345352.post-105529632848650948</id><published>2003-06-10T21:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-24T21:45:07.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>American Id(ea)l With the premiere of Canadian Idol last night, I thought it was only appropriate to talk about something I've had on my mind for awhile: American Idol and American Ideals.America's favourite television show (franchise!) is very revealing of the state of America and it's grotesque consumerism.  Of course, we Canadians are hardly excluded from the world of capitalist markets, (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105529632848650948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105529632848650948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manofheas.blogspot.com/2003/06/american-ideal-with-premiere-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Man of Heas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021172391592740624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://fallenheroes.5u.com/blog/webmonk_red_nato.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345352.post-105490773233791600</id><published>2003-06-06T09:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-24T21:38:07.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I do 100 on the HIGH-way The other day I was reading an article from CTV Newsnet entitled "BC police target drivers impaired by drugs".It covered how officers were watching training videos on how to spot the tell-tale signs of marijuana highs including dilated pupils and loss of balance and how to test for these indicators roadside.  Obviously spurred on by upcoming changes to pot laws from </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105490773233791600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105490773233791600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manofheas.blogspot.com/2003/06/i-do-100-on-high-way-other-day-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Man of Heas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021172391592740624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://fallenheroes.5u.com/blog/webmonk_red_nato.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345352.post-105485176823437473</id><published>2003-06-05T18:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-05T23:53:58.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Muslims scared of U.S. savioursSurvey yields interesting results"Dislike of the United States has really deepened and spread throughout the Muslim world" - Andrew Kohut, director of the Pew Research CenterA poll conducted April 28 through May 15 in 20 countries and among Palestinians in the West Bank and Gaza, The Pew Global Attitudes Project surveyed attitudes towards world leaders and U.S.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105485176823437473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105485176823437473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manofheas.blogspot.com/2003/06/muslims-scared-of-u.html' title=''/><author><name>Man of Heas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021172391592740624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://fallenheroes.5u.com/blog/webmonk_red_nato.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345352.post-105475483389554661</id><published>2003-06-04T15:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-04T15:47:46.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> SARS from Mars? From behind the Red Wall, or the Red Planet? The following article appeared in various Canadian news sources back on May 23, 2003 based on research and comments by some UK scientists.  This story broke the same day as the Civet Cat theory, but for some reason did not seem to get much play in international media, and was never mentioned again falling in the shadow of the "It`s </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105475483389554661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105475483389554661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manofheas.blogspot.com/2003/06/sars-from-mars-from-behind-red-wall-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Man of Heas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021172391592740624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://fallenheroes.5u.com/blog/webmonk_red_nato.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345352.post-105469016093958974</id><published>2003-06-03T21:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-03T23:51:26.636-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> The Boy Who Cried Racism! After mixed reactions of the Rent-A-Negro website, and interpretations by some that it is racist, I have decided to post the following.  This is quoted from a Washington Post article, dated May 28, 2003.  The Web site is a satirical piece of performance art by damali ayo, 31, a Portland, Ore.-based artist and personal growth consultant.       Ayo says she got the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105469016093958974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105469016093958974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manofheas.blogspot.com/2003/06/boy-who-cried-racism-after-mixed.html' title=''/><author><name>Man of Heas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021172391592740624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://fallenheroes.5u.com/blog/webmonk_red_nato.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345352.post-105431906506475858</id><published>2003-05-30T14:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-30T15:12:46.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> rent-a-negro A wonderful new service debuts in 2003.Rent-A-NegroWhy not buy? As we all know, the purchase of African Americans was outlawed many years ago. As times have changed the need for black people in your life has changed but not diminished. The presence of black people in your life can advance business and social reputation. These days those who claim black friends and colleagues </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105431906506475858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105431906506475858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manofheas.blogspot.com/2003/05/rent-negro-wonderful-new-service.html' title=''/><author><name>Man of Heas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021172391592740624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://fallenheroes.5u.com/blog/webmonk_red_nato.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345352.post-105430811358044201</id><published>2003-05-30T11:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-30T11:45:06.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Stakes and Stones... These days one requires a permit, and a three day waiting period, just to acquire a pair of boxcutters in the United States.  And thankfully, nail clippers and plastic knives have been recognized for the deadly weapons they are, and frequent flyers can feel safe knowing that their transport is free of such dangers.But yesterday...A would be hijacker armed with wooden </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105430811358044201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105430811358044201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manofheas.blogspot.com/2003/05/stakes-and-stones.html' title=''/><author><name>Man of Heas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021172391592740624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://fallenheroes.5u.com/blog/webmonk_red_nato.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345352.post-105392647233938442</id><published>2003-05-26T01:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-27T00:17:40.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> SARS comes from eaten cat, says Hong Kong "A-ha!  I knew it!" was the chorus sung in the minds of many this weekend as the news broke, "It WAS those dirty Chinese after all."  Many recounted to themselves urban legends of their Oriental neighbours roasting cute and cuddly household pets rotisserie, while simultaneously feeling a little better because they finally had someone to blame.  Or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105392647233938442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105392647233938442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manofheas.blogspot.com/2003/05/sars-comes-from-eaten-cat-says-hong.html' title=''/><author><name>Man of Heas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021172391592740624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://fallenheroes.5u.com/blog/webmonk_red_nato.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345352.post-105370526640919490</id><published>2003-05-23T11:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-13T19:58:54.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blown to Shiite! It was a Sunni day in Baghdad... but that was before the American Apaches rose above the horizon, an unsuspecting private accidentally taping over Wagner's Ride of the Valkyries, sending Iraqis running from the raw hip-hop stylings of Outkast. Now that the Bombs Over Baghdad have settled, though, the Shiite has hit the fan, as clerics representing the country's religious </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105370526640919490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/105370526640919490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manofheas.blogspot.com/2003/05/blown-to-shiite-it-was-sunni-day-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Man of Heas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021172391592740624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://fallenheroes.5u.com/blog/webmonk_red_nato.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345352.post-94639253</id><published>2003-05-20T12:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-22T12:21:05.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Anson Carter Coloring Contest Announcing the first interactive posting on my blog site.  While composing the previous articles on Anson Carter and the Team Canada victory I stumbled across an official page from an Edmonton Oilers Coloring Book, featuring Anson Carter from several years back.To enter the contest, follow the instructions below to download the black &amp; white Bitmap (.bmp) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/94639253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/94639253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manofheas.blogspot.com/2003/05/anson-carter-coloring-contest.html' title=''/><author><name>Man of Heas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021172391592740624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://fallenheroes.5u.com/blog/webmonk_red_nato.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345352.post-94383819</id><published>2003-05-15T07:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-20T14:17:24.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Claymation Conan !!! Tonight on NBC, the best show on television, hosted by the funniest man in television, is going Claymation.From the Press Release:The entire episode of Late Night With Conan O'Brien will be presented in clay animation, the technique utilized on MTV's Celebrity Deathmatch and in the movie Chicken Run. The episode took several months to complete, according to NBC, and is a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/94383819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/94383819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manofheas.blogspot.com/2003/05/claymation-conan-tonight-on-nbc-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Man of Heas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021172391592740624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://fallenheroes.5u.com/blog/webmonk_red_nato.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345352.post-94307358</id><published>2003-05-13T23:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-14T11:45:56.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Anson Carter's True Inspiration Revealed After getting piss drunk at a celebration party following Team Canada's win, and his game-winning goal, Anson Carter's true colors were revealed.  "Forget all that Mother's Day crap," slurred Carter while professing his secret obsession with Beenie Man, "I did it all for the bling."  Anson also managed to mumble something about "da girls dem sugar", </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/94307358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/94307358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manofheas.blogspot.com/2003/05/anson-carters-true-inspiration.html' title=''/><author><name>Man of Heas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021172391592740624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://fallenheroes.5u.com/blog/webmonk_red_nato.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345352.post-94232300</id><published>2003-05-12T19:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-14T11:09:08.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Canadian hockey wins:Are they all steeped in lore? As I'm sure most of my fellow Canadians know by now, Team Canada won gold in Sunday's World Hockey Championships, in a 3-2 victory over the dastardly Swedes.  The win came in overtime, scored by Toronto native Anson Carter of the New York Rangers.  "Words can't explain how I feel right now," Carter told TSN. "The character and the pride came </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/94232300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/94232300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manofheas.blogspot.com/2003/05/canadian-hockey-winsare-they-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Man of Heas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021172391592740624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://fallenheroes.5u.com/blog/webmonk_red_nato.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345352.post-94216173</id><published>2003-05-12T14:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-13T13:37:45.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bl·ing - bl·ing[bliñµ~bliñµ]  n  adv The Oxford English Dictionary is not just your great-great-grandfather's dictionary anymore!I'm amazed to report that on Thursday, May 1, 2003 the North American unit of the Oxford English Dictionary (OED) said that "bling-bling".... let me repeat:  "BLING-BLING"!!!... is under active consideration for inclusion into that most notoriously stuffy historical</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/94216173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/94216173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manofheas.blogspot.com/2003/05/bl-n-adv-oxford-english-dictionary-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Man of Heas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021172391592740624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://fallenheroes.5u.com/blog/webmonk_red_nato.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5345352.post-93662256</id><published>2003-05-02T13:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-13T13:38:08.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whack Subs Today, while chillin' in the DoMain of Heas, I stumbled across an item that got me thinking.  The official Chinese Xinhua News Agency reported today that a mechanical failure aboard a Chinese submarine has killed 70 crew members."Are SUBs really the WAY?"This led me to thoughts of our own troubles with Subs, right here in the Great White North.  My question is this:  Why is the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/93662256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5345352/posts/default/93662256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manofheas.blogspot.com/2003/05/whack-subs-today-while-chillin-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Man of Heas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07021172391592740624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://fallenheroes.5u.com/blog/webmonk_red_nato.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
