<?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-5600967</id><updated>2012-01-27T06:25:12.911-05:00</updated><category term='hlptgnbi'/><category term='qqkbqcjk'/><title type='text'>.......!...................</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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>1062</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-2339399313705703825</id><published>2012-01-27T06:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T06:25:12.919-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Colin Powell's "rules to live by"</title><summary type='text'>from Parade magazine:
It ain't as bad as you think. It will look better in the morning.
Get mad, then get over it.
Avoid having your ego so close to your position that when you position falls your ego goes with it
It can be done!
Be careful what you choose. You may get it.
Don't let adverse facts stand in the way of a good decision.
Check small things.
Share credit.
You can't make someone else's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/2339399313705703825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/2339399313705703825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2012/01/colin-powells-rules-to-live-by.html' title='Colin Powell&apos;s &quot;rules to live by&quot;'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-7968509866305809792</id><published>2012-01-27T06:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T06:13:08.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am still amazed</title><summary type='text'>that, when I am having trouble getting my face to conform to English, moving to a dialect of some kind helps.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/7968509866305809792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/7968509866305809792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-am-still-amazed.html' title='I am still amazed'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-1226906812161210957</id><published>2012-01-25T10:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T10:06:30.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I just found a white hair growing out ma belly.</title><summary type='text'>oh, my.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/1226906812161210957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/1226906812161210957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-just-found-white-hair-growing-out-ma.html' title='I just found a white hair growing out ma belly.'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-755575440064196823</id><published>2012-01-25T00:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T00:22:05.547-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grant green Deep River</title><summary type='text'>&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px"&gt;&lt;param       name="movie"       value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q6g0Th9gvUo?version=3&amp;feature=player_detailpage"&gt;&lt;param       name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param       name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed       src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q6g0Th9gvUo?version=3&amp;feature=player_detailpage"       type="application/x-shockwave-flash" </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/755575440064196823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/755575440064196823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2012/01/grant-green-deep-river.html' title='Grant green Deep River'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-5653887209233327705</id><published>2012-01-24T06:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T06:46:42.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reagan quote of the young year</title><summary type='text'>While using the biography I'm currently reading for VO-in-dialect practice, I just read the following out loud in standard British:

"Reagan liked to tell stories he believed displayed his lack of racial bias:...

That was roughly 40 minutes ago.

At least 5 minutes of that was afterglow, the other 35 have been recuperation.

I can even began to guess what will happen to my body once I work up </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/5653887209233327705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/5653887209233327705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2012/01/reagan-quote-of-young-year.html' title='Reagan quote of the young year'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-4627262264796762640</id><published>2012-01-23T07:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T07:05:41.657-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Telefon Tel Aviv - fahrenheit fair enough</title><summary type='text'>um....yum.        </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/4627262264796762640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/4627262264796762640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2012/01/telefon-tel-aviv-fahrenheit-fair-enough.html' title='Telefon Tel Aviv - fahrenheit fair enough'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-859241660712817554</id><published>2012-01-23T01:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T01:35:40.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wonder how concerned I should be that I just really don't feel like doing anything.Like.In general.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/859241660712817554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/859241660712817554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-wonder-how-concerned-i-should-be-that.html' title=''/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-9221473527309184474</id><published>2012-01-19T01:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T01:01:19.124-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We shall oversleep</title><summary type='text'>Perhaps fitting that this came on the evening of MLK day.....

I had a dream that I was in a small, Black church - except everybody was dressed like it was the 50s/60s. It wasn't set in the 50s/60s - but we looked like it.

I seemed to have a mate...chocolate of complexion with a nigh perfectly spherical coiffe consisting of swooping straightened curls.

Well, there weren't many people in the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/9221473527309184474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/9221473527309184474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2012/01/we-shall-oversleep.html' title='We shall oversleep'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-9035561124695073296</id><published>2012-01-18T23:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T00:04:51.212-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ewok</title><summary type='text'>click,
</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/9035561124695073296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/9035561124695073296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2012/01/ewok.html' title='Ewok'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-5924734264532059233</id><published>2012-01-15T14:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T14:00:28.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>While walking north toward the Flatiron District last night, I decided to call the G.o.A.T. Barb on the way up. She had just texted me that she was going back to work - big surprise, no?

We talked for a while in W Sr. came into the room and got on the phone from the background. 

Him, "So, you - you ready to head back this way?"

I think, at this point, the only person in my immediate family who</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/5924734264532059233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/5924734264532059233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2012/01/while-walking-north-toward-flatiron.html' title=''/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-8170020852331552408</id><published>2012-01-13T15:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T15:39:41.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Q + Canon = (whut?)</title><summary type='text'>has no idea what this dude is saying besides "time lapse", "Johnston Canyon" and - I think - "time is money".Yet, I find this video strangely engaging.http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&amp;v=QTQAIQKWsjs</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/8170020852331552408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/8170020852331552408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2012/01/q-canon-whut.html' title='Q + Canon = (whut?)'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-7735395423263151692</id><published>2012-01-12T11:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T12:01:53.914-05:00</updated><title type='text'>eBay hi-jinx.</title><summary type='text'>You know, my general view of privacy is such that I'd leave the name off this...but, you know what?

Flame this person hard.


I'm just done with eBay stupidity.


From: cdubbleyoo
 To: szelectronics1
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 Dear szelectronics1,

The </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/7735395423263151692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/7735395423263151692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2012/01/ridding-ebay-of-less-than-useful.html' title='eBay hi-jinx.'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-4847512365152856349</id><published>2012-01-06T15:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T15:28:01.087-05:00</updated><title type='text'>bedroomeye</title><summary type='text'>          </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/4847512365152856349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/4847512365152856349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2012/01/bedroomeye.html' title='bedroomeye'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hF_hsi7Irfk/TwdZUXQHpZI/AAAAAAAAA1s/fl4XU83j0w0/s72-c/P1010421-L-781088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-1844981889639298404</id><published>2011-12-31T10:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T10:05:41.614-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Rule:</title><summary type='text'>no lovers quarrels are allowed to take place inside the domicile unless travel outside of said domicile is patently unfeasible.

Particularly when lover done had her ass here 3 damn days straight.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/1844981889639298404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/1844981889639298404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-rule.html' title='New Rule:'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-1321172325615769</id><published>2011-12-29T04:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T04:17:40.107-05:00</updated><title type='text'>'I am what happens</title><summary type='text'>when one is the marrying type, but cannot make up one's mind'</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/1321172325615769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/1321172325615769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-am-what-happens.html' title='&apos;I am what happens'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-787401653148725662</id><published>2011-12-29T01:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T01:16:59.632-05:00</updated><title type='text'>STDized testing.</title><summary type='text'>So, finally, for the first time ever, I did an HIV screening today.

Screener was, of course amazed that I've never been drunk or smoked.

One can only imagine her incredulity if she'd asked "number of partners".

I had no idea that oral sex is considered a low-risk HIV activity.

(well, lower at any rate)

Or that "pre-cum" is a valid term in these situations.


Dear, non-profit sex-safety orgs:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/787401653148725662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/787401653148725662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/12/stdized-testing.html' title='STDized testing.'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-9059151094361252298</id><published>2011-12-22T03:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T03:08:43.185-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NPR on the chitlin circuit</title><summary type='text'>click   </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/9059151094361252298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/9059151094361252298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/12/npr-on-chitlin-circuit.html' title='NPR on the chitlin circuit'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-8025933882226206714</id><published>2011-12-22T03:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T03:06:26.391-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Atlantic slave trade map</title><summary type='text'>click   </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/8025933882226206714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/8025933882226206714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/12/atlantic-slave-trade-map.html' title='Atlantic slave trade map'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-4841729141703511596</id><published>2011-12-22T02:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T02:53:32.034-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Photographs of  African captives in slave ships</title><summary type='text'>click</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/4841729141703511596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/4841729141703511596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/12/photographs-of-african-captives-in.html' title='Photographs of  African captives in slave ships'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-5242301534731440465</id><published>2011-12-21T03:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T03:42:12.178-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's times like these...</title><summary type='text'>... that I wish I could pause the rest of (reality) while I finish editing these pictures.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/5242301534731440465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/5242301534731440465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-times-like-these.html' title='It&apos;s times like these...'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-1008220465150160933</id><published>2011-12-18T13:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T13:03:17.801-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jump the passport</title><summary type='text'>Proving how U-Nrevolutionary and conditioned I REALLY am,

despite the ethno-crunchy exterior,

I just turned down a marriage for citizenship proposal.

Which seems interesting considering I'm in need of further income for about a month now.

Though I suppose this goes along with my "I don't do anything for money" thing I've been working on.

(shurg)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/1008220465150160933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/1008220465150160933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/12/jump-passport.html' title='Jump the passport'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-2179110811885804963</id><published>2011-12-15T02:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T02:34:01.737-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am sitting</title><summary type='text'>In the ferry terminal in Manhattan where a guy just slide-stumbled his way onto a seat. A key clip including a fobbed car key was clipped to his waist. On his feet are socks. Just socks. And it looks like he has been walking in standing water.I wonder if he knows where his shoes are.Or whether HE'LL be wondering where in the morning.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/2179110811885804963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/2179110811885804963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-am-sitting.html' title='I am sitting'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-76293180038083683</id><published>2011-12-06T07:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T07:37:22.464-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Air - Playground Love (vibraphone stylee)</title><summary type='text'>I'm tired of fb getting all my music love.

So here.

Dammit.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/76293180038083683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/76293180038083683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/12/air-playground-love-vibraphone-stylee.html' title='Air - Playground Love (vibraphone stylee)'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-3314084867022575076</id><published>2011-12-04T17:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T17:33:31.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Theatre is a strangplace</title><summary type='text'>when the room is full and you're the only one there.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/3314084867022575076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/3314084867022575076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/12/theatre-is-strangplace.html' title='Theatre is a strangplace'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-5140695395957066241</id><published>2011-11-29T10:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T10:25:05.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>There are days when I really wish I was married.</title><summary type='text'>There are days when I really think I'm louse.          There are days when I really think progressive.          There are days when I really think I may still change the world one     day.          There are days when I really wonder if anybody'd notice I'm gone.          There are days when I really feel my body conceding.          There are days when I really feel stronger than ever.           </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/5140695395957066241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/5140695395957066241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/11/there-are-days-when-i-really-wish-i-was.html' title='There are days when I really wish I was married.'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-2832988382349160976</id><published>2011-11-28T13:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T13:37:30.337-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in the city</title><summary type='text'>Was recognized ny person who recognized by young lady who knew me from college and even had that story that Chikiezie wrote on me while there...(wow)just heard ''I don't know you, when you see me, don't speak to me'' escalate to water in face after 3 refrains retaliated to by pink grapefruit Simple across the back.For future reference, throwing water in someone's face is, well... Is well wack.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/2832988382349160976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/2832988382349160976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/11/life-in-city.html' title='Life in the city'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-6423490953945486409</id><published>2011-11-27T12:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T12:39:32.487-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghost Rider</title><summary type='text'>It seems the motorized community has taken a cue from their Human-Powered kin.prayers to the families of both involved.Drivers: be patient, pay attention.Riders: slow down, be vigilant.selah &amp; amin.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/6423490953945486409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/6423490953945486409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/11/ghost-rider.html' title='Ghost Rider'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QZ61FYRBdqU/TtJ11ZAVu0I/AAAAAAAAAjE/_GTYoHGDV2c/s72-c/IMGP4985-772487.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-5129994071937155739</id><published>2011-11-21T23:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T23:23:41.692-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For the first time in recorded history.</title><summary type='text'>I am feenin' for something to read.

Preferably without pictures.

My metamorphosis into a dowager is complete.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/5129994071937155739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/5129994071937155739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/11/for-first-time-in-recorded-history.html' title='For the first time in recorded history.'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-5996339007202586019</id><published>2011-11-21T16:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T16:30:06.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I believe I have turned myself</title><summary type='text'>into one of those people who must read before going to sleep.


Also, it's official: I'm nocturnal again.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/5996339007202586019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/5996339007202586019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-believe-i-have-turned-myself.html' title='I believe I have turned myself'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-3042212276174678089</id><published>2011-11-19T04:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T04:20:25.994-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder</title><summary type='text'>if the evil onE can overhear my private conversations with God.

Thus, it knows how to bait me.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/3042212276174678089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/3042212276174678089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-wonder.html' title='I wonder'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-3546757682737284496</id><published>2011-11-12T00:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T00:24:20.427-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Be self-controlled and alert.</title><summary type='text'>Your enemy the devil prowls around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour."



1 peter 5 : 8</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/3546757682737284496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/3546757682737284496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/11/be-self-controlled-and-alert.html' title='&quot;Be self-controlled and alert.'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-6077810167426318917</id><published>2011-11-03T15:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T04:23:02.752-05:00</updated><title type='text'>garba chap 3, v113</title><summary type='text'>
"Live life every day as if it were the first and the last

for they are both a celebration."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/6077810167426318917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/6077810167426318917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/11/garba-chap-3-v113.html' title='garba chap 3, v113'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-8467831535793914082</id><published>2011-10-22T00:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T00:27:37.398-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Stage</title><summary type='text'>WARNING: There's probably some NSFW language mixed mixed about this incomprehensible raving






</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/8467831535793914082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/8467831535793914082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/10/stage.html' title='The Stage'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-248169869172356187</id><published>2011-10-22T00:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T00:16:48.428-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The G.O.A.T. Barb</title><summary type='text'>just texted me that she's in her "garage gym" hula hooping.

This is why I love my Barbar,

and further entrenching her as the G.O.A.T.barb .</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/248169869172356187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/248169869172356187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/10/goat-barb.html' title='The G.O.A.T. Barb'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-8287770622058213206</id><published>2011-10-18T16:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T16:56:06.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'>There was a period in my life</title><summary type='text'>when I used to savor things. This seems to me to have been right after I got out of college. It may have been happening before, but I mark it then because I was taken out to eat by a friend who remarked that she loved how I savor things. At the time I would do it consciously for performance sake, but I think that instance caused me to invest in it more.

Thinking about it now, I believe it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/8287770622058213206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/8287770622058213206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/10/there-was-period-in-my-life.html' title='There was a period in my life'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-4528722150259927838</id><published>2011-10-14T00:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T00:39:58.892-04:00</updated><title type='text'>(shrug)</title><summary type='text'>





</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/4528722150259927838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/4528722150259927838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/10/shrug.html' title='(shrug)'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-5577907079710146924</id><published>2011-10-13T23:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T23:16:12.406-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Occupied by....bronze?</title><summary type='text'>





</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/5577907079710146924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/5577907079710146924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/10/occupied-bybronze.html' title='Occupied by....bronze?'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-3169717363784603388</id><published>2011-10-13T23:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T23:11:50.621-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Occupied by fall weather</title><summary type='text'>





</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/3169717363784603388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/3169717363784603388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/10/occupied-by-fall-weather.html' title='Occupied by fall weather'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-8988437587584733553</id><published>2011-10-13T23:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T23:03:57.063-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Occupied by chant practice</title><summary type='text'>





</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/8988437587584733553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/8988437587584733553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/10/occupied-by-chant-practice.html' title='Occupied by chant practice'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-7344268608282741620</id><published>2011-10-13T21:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T21:54:17.092-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In that order.</title><summary type='text'>
</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/7344268608282741620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/7344268608282741620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/10/in-that-order.html' title='In that order.'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RLAJt7zDRJs/TpeWKztc2bI/AAAAAAAAAUI/KOeXtnTxKRs/s72-c/10042011655.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-4638154740269052285</id><published>2011-10-13T21:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T21:52:26.001-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This sign is a hater.</title><summary type='text'>
</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/4638154740269052285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/4638154740269052285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-sign-is-hater.html' title='This sign is a hater.'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J9dzDBxA4nY/TpeVaEUiZAI/AAAAAAAAAUA/0htHznwEWB0/s72-c/10072011699.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-7352643139541554575</id><published>2011-10-11T13:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T13:34:15.680-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Peanut</title><summary type='text'>
On September 10th, while on an assignment, I found out my cousin Brian Lundy, Jr. had been killed on Marjah, Afghanistan.



He is not the first of my famliy to die.                                                          

He is not the first of my family to die young.

He is not the first of my family to die in violence.

But this struck me....and it took, I think, a day for me to start to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/7352643139541554575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/7352643139541554575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/10/peanut.html' title='Peanut'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-931267635250000373</id><published>2011-10-11T12:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T12:30:53.057-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Despite having been illuminated thusly several moments hence &amp; more than once,,</title><summary type='text'>it still strikes me to realize that the way I feel about TheNerdBoy (Nerdy Walker (the Thurd??) may have/must have been/was* the way My Gwen felt* about me/us...the neeces...the nephs.


Sometimes I miss My Gwen, but she never stops making me smile. That's why I still love her.


*is?

*feels?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/931267635250000373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/931267635250000373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/10/despite-having-been-illuminated-thusly.html' title='Despite having been illuminated thusly several moments hence &amp; more than once,,'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-7611173490618243874</id><published>2011-10-08T00:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T00:14:45.585-04:00</updated><title type='text'>today</title><summary type='text'>
Shipping company left crap that I had to move in truck.

Tweaked back while lifting large mass of vinyl.

(see what bad posture on off days gets you)

Made fateful decision to take cab from Jerz back home thinking it's not far and got hit for $57 ride because driver didn't have ezpass.

Got home and remembered I had job to do city which is why I was supposed to go back to PATH instead of take </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/7611173490618243874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/7611173490618243874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/10/today.html' title='today'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-7054092661051393888</id><published>2011-10-06T19:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T23:31:48.531-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to throw a brick</title><summary type='text'>every time I bother trying to listen to "Sky Full of Lighters".

I'm sure there's some idea there I'm supposed to like, but I am adamantly against such unwarranted warbling or music that's so obviously an attempt to be "moving" and emotional.

Fake strings make me (blech!).</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/7054092661051393888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/7054092661051393888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-want-to-throw-brick.html' title='I want to throw a brick'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-7134989858421700301</id><published>2011-09-19T23:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T13:44:55.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'>dir</title><summary type='text'>
       

           
                              


55 Austin Pl

Staten Island, NY                       10304


             
         

       




                   
                                            
                       




Walk to Victory Bl - Austin Pl
                     
                       About 2 mins (0.1 mi)                     
</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/7134989858421700301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/7134989858421700301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/09/dir.html' title='dir'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-1245604501303452272</id><published>2011-09-08T21:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T21:15:11.789-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Danny &amp; Annie</title><summary type='text'>Periodically...

secretly...

I wish I could believe this much in love again.




</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/1245604501303452272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/1245604501303452272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/09/danny-annie.html' title='Danny &amp; Annie'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-7758247455161135840</id><published>2011-09-01T13:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T13:42:58.725-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I just spent the</title><summary type='text'>
better part of 5 hours (at least) looking for a SD Card that I should have been more careful about putting away. In the process I prayed for forgiveness, humility, clarity and diligence.

and finally cleaned underneath the bed and cleared away some clutter.

I'm pretty sure I can say now that I know the valleys are just ThePower's way of putting you in perspective,

but now I know that in the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/7758247455161135840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/7758247455161135840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-just-spent.html' title='I just spent the'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-617487974539125177</id><published>2011-08-23T04:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T04:08:27.047-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Linda sells seaweed be the sea.....something.</title><summary type='text'>(click)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/617487974539125177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/617487974539125177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/08/linda-sells-seaweed-be-seasomething.html' title='Linda sells seaweed be the sea.....something.'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-8601192367077382212</id><published>2011-08-16T13:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T13:42:21.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'>eat Fresh</title><summary type='text'>the beautifully polite,

wonderfully courteous,

graciously attentive women

currently working at the Subway

in Smyrna on Church near Country Inn &amp; Suites

have done NOTHING to quell my Indian woman fetish.

at all.

Particularly the particularly curvaceous sandwich artist who made my sammich.

(and my day?)



[munch]

{yum}  


</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/8601192367077382212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/8601192367077382212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/08/eat-fresh.html' title='eat Fresh'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-4948508280614265243</id><published>2011-08-13T22:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T22:53:17.168-04:00</updated><title type='text'>what i had just said</title><summary type='text'>"I'm a slut. I would say I'm a whore, but I'm an actor and that would be redundant."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/4948508280614265243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/4948508280614265243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/08/what-i-had-just-said.html' title='what i had just said'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-7866267323364750390</id><published>2011-08-08T01:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T01:33:38.463-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoulders</title><summary type='text'>The first time I came too New York City, I was a youth...eight or nine I guess...maybe 10?

(doubt it)

Of all the experiences had here then, the one that stuck out to me was the Atlas statue at Rockefeller Center. I seem to remember being interested in seeing the statuary, and that being my favorite.

Why that was, I don't know. Maybe because one could get closer to it that most of the other </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/7866267323364750390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/7866267323364750390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/08/shoulders.html' title='Shoulders'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-8491799836768077868</id><published>2011-08-01T09:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T09:50:19.647-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Basura</title><summary type='text'>During the past three days of torture, one of my promo co-workers*, who'd already commented me on my m.c.'ing, took another moment, with some consideration on her part, to say that she thought I was being "....well....w-..wasted".

Then I took a bit of a moment to decide whether I was going to say that I knew that it was nothing I'd not heard before; show that I knew that she meant. I probably </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/8491799836768077868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/8491799836768077868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/08/basura.html' title='Basura'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-6129352098986877476</id><published>2011-07-26T01:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T01:31:02.371-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Favor.</title><summary type='text'>Today, I pulled myself up after lying down (not sleeping) for a few hours before trying to make a print call before making an 11a background set call.

AND manage to make the union payment that I couldn't the previous night/wee hours to be ALLOWED to work on said bg call.

Managed to get muffin and tea before boat left, despite whatever caused all the service people (nat'l and PD) to be in the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/6129352098986877476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/6129352098986877476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/07/favor.html' title='Favor.'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-4190999792790829584</id><published>2011-07-25T00:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T00:58:22.138-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Evolution of Philosophy of $</title><summary type='text'>While thinking about co-worker I find nutty,

(as in clinically)

I worked my way onto my position on money.

I think I hate money. I also think it's impossible to love money - people might love making money, but they don't love money.

They can't, because there's nothing there. There's no force, there's no energy. The only value (greater sense, not market) is that ascribed to it by (us). 

A (at</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/4190999792790829584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/4190999792790829584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/07/evolution-of-philosophy-of.html' title='Evolution of Philosophy of $'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-1988796510400526077</id><published>2011-07-19T13:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T13:47:31.504-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MIT c. 1918</title><summary type='text'>









ahead of most curves, including diversity.

</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/1988796510400526077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/1988796510400526077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/10/mit-c-1918.html' title='MIT c. 1918'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bWbKMPxsNy0/TpSA_eIWZXI/AAAAAAAAAT4/n6MTr6o1cH0/s72-c/06162011418.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-5929592817733356856</id><published>2011-07-18T22:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T22:18:17.829-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Al-Lo-Davar</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I decided to force myself out of the house and walk around with the K10D with just the strap and the F 50 2.0. (more on that bit of adventure later).

While in the Manhattan side lower deck, I noticed a Hasidic* family - what I assumed to be a mother and her two boys, father standing near. Without them noticing, I snapped a few shots of them looking out into the bay and taking pictures.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/5929592817733356856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/5929592817733356856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/07/al-lo-davar.html' title='Al-Lo-Davar'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-5564594875062987545</id><published>2011-07-18T07:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T07:07:29.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Contenta</title><summary type='text'>I don't know if I like being miserable, but I don't seem to care for being happy.
..

or being around people who are too happy...

Yet, I seem skilled at making people less un-happy.

Job security?

Or, maybe I'm just not happy now...

did I mention I've agreed to a job in "marketing" for the next 5 months in a full-time capacity?

managing...

yeah.

 I don't know what I was thinking either.

</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/5564594875062987545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/5564594875062987545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/07/contenta.html' title='Contenta'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-4369343861254031413</id><published>2011-07-17T05:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T05:05:20.489-04:00</updated><title type='text'>tired.</title><summary type='text'>I could comment on the day's, week's b-s, but I think I'll mention the meteor that I think I saw streak and then explode over SI instead.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/4369343861254031413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/4369343861254031413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/07/tired.html' title='tired.'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-5100482935965226765</id><published>2011-07-12T04:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T04:40:28.987-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mammals</title><summary type='text'>Just stalked, wrangled and released the first Jerry of the season.  Hopefully, being 1 for 1 will suffice for the duration.Lively lil'.....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/5100482935965226765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/5100482935965226765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/07/mammals.html' title='Mammals'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-9152022339221608180</id><published>2011-07-12T03:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T12:08:48.621-04:00</updated><title type='text'>brother</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday, while trying to confirm a hg leak in the parking lot of PathMark on Forest, there was a middle age-ish gentleman of color in a Rodeo (maybe passport) talking on his phone parked next to me. As he finished his call and got rady to leave, I went to close my door which was in his way. I did so expecting nothing more than passing acknowledgement. However, he asked me, his speech tinge with</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/9152022339221608180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/9152022339221608180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/07/brother.html' title='brother'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-1700665546728182806</id><published>2011-07-11T02:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T02:05:11.937-04:00</updated><title type='text'>MIT</title><summary type='text'>

</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/1700665546728182806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/1700665546728182806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/07/mit.html' title='MIT'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9KWIVlSZ7Vg/ThqSMDulHgI/AAAAAAAAAS0/NcifkS2jvAs/s72-c/06162011420.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-8594330380970585303</id><published>2011-07-11T01:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T01:57:09.217-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Warm Day</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/8594330380970585303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/8594330380970585303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/07/warm-day.html' title='Warm Day'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IaHD2dpsqLw/ThqQq4J4nQI/AAAAAAAAASw/27VrufNXXUo/s72-c/06092011391.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-4314057680117261882</id><published>2011-07-11T01:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T01:53:50.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In the case one wasn't able to make it out to Summerjam last month...</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/4314057680117261882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/4314057680117261882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/07/in-case-one-wasnt-able-to-make-it-out.html' title='In the case one wasn&apos;t able to make it out to Summerjam last month...'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qd1H0TbMFTM/ThqPg0gOBlI/AAAAAAAAASs/YnILHxpa3DA/s72-c/06052011385Smudgedout.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-8260587879895638311</id><published>2011-07-08T23:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T23:22:46.493-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Currently:</title><summary type='text'>vacillating.

fix car or not.

take job or not.

get bike or not.

run away w/space circus or not.

a truly inciteful &amp; breathtaking post, no?

:-/</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/8260587879895638311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/8260587879895638311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/07/currently.html' title='Currently:'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-2731712479751142288</id><published>2011-06-26T16:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T16:35:10.029-04:00</updated><title type='text'>While out shopping for car parts today:</title><summary type='text'>saw a Boss Hoss Trike,

then saw a completely self-fabricated, fully DIY as in culled together from random backyard leavings trike.

I think I preferred the latter.

Was told by Debra at Strauss auto while being checked out, "your a nice looking guy."

I didn't have a response, and think her daughter had run out of looks for us to trade at her mom's awkwardness.

such was Funday.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/2731712479751142288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/2731712479751142288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/06/while-out-shopping-for-car-parts-today.html' title='While out shopping for car parts today:'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-1625072944610952400</id><published>2011-06-25T00:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T00:55:55.203-04:00</updated><title type='text'>fb post</title><summary type='text'>C. Walker Jr.has love for the junior-highschool-age girl rocking the translucen
tblue  scientific calculator trying to finish her homework getting exasperated  with indecisive customers at the family's eatery.#sacrificefortheteam </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/1625072944610952400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/1625072944610952400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/06/fb-post.html' title='fb post'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-1601186289011746250</id><published>2011-06-25T00:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T00:54:35.152-04:00</updated><title type='text'>fishscale</title><summary type='text'>on the way back out to the car to attempt to deal with the horrid skweel coming from one of the belts in the bucket, the doorman cracked a joke that he was drinking sangria, but it turned out to be guava juice which he referred to as "healthy".


Being on a mission, I didn't get into my great and expansive idea that health is about balance and the the juice with the flesh of the fruit may act </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/1601186289011746250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/1601186289011746250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/06/fishscale.html' title='fishscale'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-7340683252485680964</id><published>2011-05-21T23:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T23:27:56.127-04:00</updated><title type='text'>jungluv</title><summary type='text'>
</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/7340683252485680964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/7340683252485680964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/05/jungluv.html' title='jungluv'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DGjg43l5Mug/TdiB4VQ8sWI/AAAAAAAAASg/aj_ZrqLLc_I/s72-c/yungluv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-3010652180808307021</id><published>2011-05-02T12:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T12:04:10.814-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Monster snoring is funny.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/3010652180808307021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/3010652180808307021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/05/monster-snoring-is-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-3282237026435771475</id><published>2011-04-28T10:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T10:03:19.864-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I got up at 5:30a to be 2 hours away by 11:00a after not sleeping until past 3...only to be told 15 minutes ago that the ''meeting'' has been ''pushed back to 1p''. And now it's raining. It must be my Monday.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/3282237026435771475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/3282237026435771475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-got-up-at-530a-to-be-2-hours-away-by.html' title=''/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-595225293308157762</id><published>2011-04-17T16:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T16:07:06.447-04:00</updated><title type='text'>more co-incidence</title><summary type='text'>I just learned of this cat while searching "savannah cat" last night.

I just turned on the tv today and show called "Speed of Life" was on Discovery. The title intrigued me. All that was on the screen was two people wearing head lights and I wondered what that had to do with the title.

So, guess what the segment I turned to just happened to be on.

My life is weird in strange little ways.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/595225293308157762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/595225293308157762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/04/more-co-incidence.html' title='more co-incidence'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-1926025851879139849</id><published>2011-04-17T15:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T15:45:05.295-04:00</updated><title type='text'>motodreams</title><summary type='text'>had a dream about having a moto-bike with cut handlebars this morning...suspicious I've been having dreams about them and not remembering.I thought my bike itch had been scratched by having a shifty car now,perchance I was wrong.perchance it is merely Spring beckoning?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/1926025851879139849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/1926025851879139849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/04/motodreams.html' title='motodreams'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-6154326087162333249</id><published>2011-04-17T15:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T13:25:04.304-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gerald A. Lawson</title><summary type='text'>         
Gerald A. Lawson, a Pioneer in Video           Games, Dies at 70By BRUCE             WEBERPublished: April 13,           2011
Gerald A. Lawson, a largely             self-taught engineer who became a pioneer in electronic             video entertainment, creating the first home video game             system with interchangeable game cartridges, died on             Saturday in Mountain </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/6154326087162333249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/6154326087162333249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/04/gerald-lawson.html' title='Gerald A. Lawson'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-2331203557018072645</id><published>2011-04-05T05:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T05:06:52.818-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FYI:</title><summary type='text'>



</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/2331203557018072645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/2331203557018072645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/04/fyi.html' title='FYI:'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8bOLHQea2ds/TZrbiuB-KpI/AAAAAAAAASc/3UcbNfUPKW8/s72-c/03112011089.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-79850220710493514</id><published>2011-04-05T05:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T05:04:35.451-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So, I saw this</title><summary type='text'>
while on the way to rehearsal,

while listenting to CRU: Da Dirty 30,

which I haven't done in, at least, the 6.5 years I've been periodically milling about NYC.

A strange concurrence of highly un-likely events.

P.S.:

"Pronto" is one of the most ridiculously glaring wastes of a grand, grande beat ever to have been laid to reflective disc.

The rest of the album is, largely, time wasted as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/79850220710493514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/79850220710493514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/04/so-i-saw-this.html' title='So, I saw this'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PAXmfx83UzM/TZraKW0QBGI/AAAAAAAAASY/8RcnQV6Asxc/s72-c/03092011088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-8187171513363390658</id><published>2011-04-05T04:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T04:55:41.487-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pants On the Track</title><summary type='text'>
</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/8187171513363390658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/8187171513363390658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/04/pants-on-track.html' title='Pants On the Track'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qn8UJN1xEZ8/TZrYs6FZIvI/AAAAAAAAASU/hmXTxcRMogo/s72-c/03282011122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-7271558826569783931</id><published>2011-04-05T04:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T04:53:17.257-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mas Arte del Subway</title><summary type='text'>
</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/7271558826569783931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/7271558826569783931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/04/mas-arte-del-subway.html' title='Mas Arte del Subway'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UyttbD_iYGI/TZrYd0dLvmI/AAAAAAAAASQ/z1fLFjhfHMA/s72-c/03262011120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-4833622567252906514</id><published>2011-04-05T04:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T04:47:56.301-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On a while in  the Union Sqr Station near the Arruh.</title><summary type='text'>
</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/4833622567252906514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/4833622567252906514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/04/on-while-in-union-sqr-station-near.html' title='On a while in  the Union Sqr Station near the Arruh.'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5WEBgH-CVSg/TZrXH9PqJ_I/AAAAAAAAASM/ze0Q8H8-rdE/s72-c/03172011107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-8182979716478764701</id><published>2011-04-03T04:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T04:14:12.497-04:00</updated><title type='text'>JW</title><summary type='text'>Tonight I was told it was an honor to work with me; that talent compares to that of Jeffrey Wright.



Can I put that as a skill?


hm..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/8182979716478764701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/8182979716478764701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/04/jw.html' title='JW'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-927724170530133208</id><published>2011-03-31T03:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T03:35:46.552-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Persistently stubborn concidence</title><summary type='text'>I do a fairly bad job of documenting the amount of coincidence and serendipty I experience.So here's an immediate sample:i've been reading graphic novels pretty consistently for the past couple years. While looking back at ''watchmen'' (I think it was), or looking for books by Einstein to read, I came across the quote ''reality is a stubbornly persistent illusion''. I searched to find the context</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/927724170530133208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/927724170530133208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/03/persistently-stubborn-concidence.html' title='Persistently stubborn concidence'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-1474415963752732890</id><published>2011-03-15T15:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T15:21:45.343-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I just realized I've never been in Randall's Island.</title><summary type='text'>How stank is that?Road bike trip.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/1474415963752732890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/1474415963752732890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-just-realized-ive-never-been-in.html' title='I just realized I&apos;ve never been in Randall&apos;s Island.'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-4516214387079751176</id><published>2011-03-09T15:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T16:03:17.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>don't Bite</title><summary type='text'>{inspired by a rare fb spit session, originally first he was previous contributor's initials}

ver 1

(thoo) (thoo)

Oh, I'm sorry, baby - but you'll have to blame him -&gt;
He made the atmosphere a little chilly,
now I find I'm fulla phlegm
Cold enough to justify dippin in some Timbs
Shoot, I'm expecting lotsa ice -
watch for falling limbs.

Avalanche snow + cat 5 winds
= you caynt see us, so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/4516214387079751176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/4516214387079751176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/03/dont-bite.html' title='don&apos;t Bite'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-3783361013442484755</id><published>2011-03-09T02:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T03:41:05.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>While reading</title><summary type='text'>in the bed, I just looked down and noticed my hair resting on either side of my chest.

A strange,new sen-sa-tion.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/3783361013442484755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/3783361013442484755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/03/while-reading.html' title='While reading'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-8369047968544122120</id><published>2011-03-08T20:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T20:24:25.584-05:00</updated><title type='text'>(sp?)</title><summary type='text'>(courtesy R.A.G.: Times Sqr Station)




(confirmation of wrongitude)
</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/8369047968544122120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/8369047968544122120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/03/sp.html' title='(sp?)'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-wPkZLRTYwdE/TXbVZTswfRI/AAAAAAAAASE/TijQ_B2zi_k/s72-c/01232011016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-3310302496731297184</id><published>2011-03-08T20:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T20:07:56.984-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Groshry Sto: Math Edition</title><summary type='text'>
</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/3310302496731297184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/3310302496731297184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/03/groshry-sto-math-edition.html' title='Groshry Sto: Math Edition'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Scv0tOR4hDo/TXbS5_YIpmI/AAAAAAAAAR8/VK5tKzc0x3w/s72-c/02052011054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-4765597648363201535</id><published>2011-03-08T20:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T20:06:44.262-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PathMark + February =</title><summary type='text'>
</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/4765597648363201535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/4765597648363201535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/03/pathmark-february.html' title='PathMark + February ='/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-sRtDIewW0HU/TXbSTDLyGCI/AAAAAAAAAR4/qbHTKpFkFjM/s72-c/02102011057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-1341923284321234616</id><published>2011-03-08T20:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T20:01:56.515-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tolerance: Harlem edition</title><summary type='text'>

...and....



</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/1341923284321234616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/1341923284321234616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/03/tolerance-harlem-edition.html' title='Tolerance: Harlem edition'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-pUrMFQ8eLA4/TXbRFkWgrVI/AAAAAAAAARw/wG4h1rRctQc/s72-c/02152011063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-8552420382142599677</id><published>2011-03-08T19:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T19:52:28.039-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the Mon-Star eats better than I do: proof</title><summary type='text'>



(no, I have not ruled out tasting one)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/8552420382142599677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/8552420382142599677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/03/mon-star-eats-better-than-i-do-proof.html' title='the Mon-Star eats better than I do: proof'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-qaodbkuSYGA/TXbO-nb-YOI/AAAAAAAAARs/qL58I_OnHQ8/s72-c/02262011080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-4590209797673163722</id><published>2011-03-08T19:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T19:49:46.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>natural succession</title><summary type='text'>
</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/4590209797673163722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/4590209797673163722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/03/natural-succession.html' title='natural succession'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-nF-KMzge3Zo/TXbOkxxWZrI/AAAAAAAAARo/KrzesbY6u6Q/s72-c/02232011075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-5515280662867960092</id><published>2011-03-08T19:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T19:47:40.945-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Office Divas</title><summary type='text'>
</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/5515280662867960092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/5515280662867960092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/03/office-divas.html' title='Office Divas'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-X9ZcOQUbyHg/TXbOF01yw3I/AAAAAAAAARk/_JdCWOYJGOQ/s72-c/02122011062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-8946987426632624977</id><published>2011-03-08T19:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T19:46:11.529-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Spice Man: not this Fresh</title><summary type='text'>
</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/8946987426632624977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/8946987426632624977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/03/old-spice-man-not-this-fresh.html' title='Old Spice Man: not this Fresh'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Bely2Z-eCSs/TXbNew1UCUI/AAAAAAAAARg/GKyDoUKbpmI/s72-c/NelManSmel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-5018254007679047092</id><published>2011-03-08T19:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T19:40:40.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Modesty on 125th: Periodical edition</title><summary type='text'>
</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/5018254007679047092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/5018254007679047092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/03/modesty-on-125th-periodical-edition.html' title='Modesty on 125th: Periodical edition'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-DQ1jHH4X8Jw/TXbL8XLRUMI/AAAAAAAAARc/ypMZFqaLGow/s72-c/03062011085.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-2699282169159924540</id><published>2011-03-08T10:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T03:35:26.024-05:00</updated><title type='text'>(yawn)</title><summary type='text'>It's only 10:29. I've been awake-ish since 9:something.
I'm bored already.
I also had a comment on ''that'' ''social networking'' site containing a joke featuring Sarah Palin, her back yard, bear,salmon and Wiz Kalifah removed for being ''social or political''....
(notice no qualifying adverbs...just for ''being''.)

hm.

[still bored

and hungry
and poor

but not complaining]</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/2699282169159924540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/2699282169159924540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/03/yawn.html' title='(yawn)'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-5433554844546863435</id><published>2011-02-25T12:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T12:44:39.839-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i am unsure</title><summary type='text'>if i!ve ever been this tired doing a play before, but it certainly feels like i haven't.   </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/5433554844546863435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/5433554844546863435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-am-unsure.html' title='i am unsure'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-7846031496214179571</id><published>2011-02-24T04:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T04:52:30.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have little patience for:</title><summary type='text'>directors,even less for whining assed actors,none for mine own iniquity.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/7846031496214179571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/7846031496214179571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-have-little-patience-for.html' title='I have little patience for:'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-6897591179361139759</id><published>2011-02-20T00:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T00:45:45.058-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the things I come across...</title><summary type='text'>...when I       search "yoga penis stretching".   </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/6897591179361139759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/6897591179361139759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/02/oh-things-i-come-across.html' title='Oh the things I come across...'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-1700163402446643043</id><published>2011-02-17T03:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T03:49:11.504-05:00</updated><title type='text'>(sigh)</title><summary type='text'>I have fat thighs.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/1700163402446643043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/1700163402446643043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/02/sigh.html' title='(sigh)'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-5399771849086569758</id><published>2011-02-16T03:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T03:35:55.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>(brawlsports)</title><summary type='text'>my neph decided to hit some dudes fist with his face in fight practice this pastnight. x-rays and doctor's appointments have ensued...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/5399771849086569758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/5399771849086569758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/02/brawlsports.html' title='(brawlsports)'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600967.post-6849698734690558643</id><published>2011-02-14T16:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T16:25:40.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Robot Multi-Tasking Fight!: BEGIN</title><summary type='text'>2010 tax stufflaundrylinesat some point: nourishmenthow love it would be, if my day were a tree:as such 'twould keep growing at both ends;and leave more time for me...:-P</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/6849698734690558643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5600967/posts/default/6849698734690558643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cwalkerjr.blogspot.com/2011/02/super-robot-multi-tasking-fight-begin.html' title='Super Robot Multi-Tasking Fight!: BEGIN'/><author><name>c w a l k e r j r</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16631661409314461944</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></entry></feed>
