<?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-20112701</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:12:01.858-08:00</updated><category term='Superman'/><category term='canned food'/><category term='questions'/><category term='service project'/><category term='God'/><category term='Girl Scouts'/><title type='text'></title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"Better a dry crust with peace and quiet than a house full of feasting with strife." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br&gt; -- Proverbs 17:1&lt;/i&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-6430333739952679152</id><published>2011-11-27T04:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T05:02:55.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Not Ignoring This Blog</title><summary type='text'>
Well, maybe I am.  No posts since 2008?  Yeah, I guess that qualifies for being ignored. Seriously ignoring it. Definitely.

Why? I guess it's just too many other things that I'm involved in that are easier to take care of.  Posting stuff on a blog usually requires some thought, and I'm one of those people who doesn't like to do a lot of introspection.  Maybe I'm afraid of what I might find </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/6430333739952679152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=6430333739952679152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/6430333739952679152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/6430333739952679152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-not-ignoring-this-blog.html' title='I&apos;m Not Ignoring This Blog'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SrCgPKywQJU/TtI093_II0I/AAAAAAAAAKw/k2CW4RBJavI/s72-c/ignore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-3046787813153469220</id><published>2008-08-23T10:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T10:05:37.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Me, Oh Lord?</title><summary type='text'>We all have troubles in our lives, some more than others, but nobody I know lives a carefree life.  When my troubles start to mount, I sometimes have the temptation to think “was it something I did?  Is God punishing my family and I for something one of us did?”  Jesus was approached about the topic of bad things happening to people in Luke 13:There were present at that season some that told him </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/3046787813153469220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=3046787813153469220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/3046787813153469220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/3046787813153469220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2008/08/why-me-oh-lord.html' title='Why Me, Oh Lord?'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-3027811298289918765</id><published>2008-06-22T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T13:57:54.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a nice day</title><summary type='text'>Long time since I posted anything. Lots has happened, some bad stuff but mostly good. I won't go into details except to say that things have sort of slowed down and are getting back to normal for the most part.  Still some dark clouds on the horizon, but we're dealing with it and a maybe couple of them have silver linings...ya never know.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/3027811298289918765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=3027811298289918765&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/3027811298289918765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/3027811298289918765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2008/06/have-nice-day.html' title='Have a nice day'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-2138946003074950498</id><published>2008-04-06T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T06:09:54.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Better...I Think.</title><summary type='text'>I'm reminded of a line from an old Beatles tune "I'l have to admit it's getting better, a little better all the time...."Friday morning I was frantic.  I had just found out the previous evening that the towing company had been charging $20 a day to store Patsy's car while we had been trying to negotiate with the insurance company of the guy that hit her.  We owed over $400 in storage charges.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/2138946003074950498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=2138946003074950498&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/2138946003074950498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/2138946003074950498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2008/04/getting-betteri-think.html' title='Getting Better...I Think.'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-7223166972439402291</id><published>2008-04-02T15:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T15:39:25.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What next?</title><summary type='text'>No posts since November? Wow, I didn't realize it had been THAT long.  Lots of stuff has happened since my last post, a few good things and some bad stuff as well.  Let's start with the good stuff first for a change.David is engaged to get married to a wonderful girl, the wedding is in August.  He also has two new jobs in Ohio, both are part time, but between the two of them he should be making a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/7223166972439402291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=7223166972439402291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/7223166972439402291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/7223166972439402291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-next.html' title='What next?'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-4292606740589347407</id><published>2007-11-12T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T18:55:43.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You</title><summary type='text'>It's been a long day and I'm tired. I was sitting in my comfy chair relaxing and thinking about heading off to bed when I thought about you. My friend. If you're reading my blog, it's most likely that you're one of my friends.I want to thank you for being a friend. Friends are important to me. Friends care about you and how you're feeling. A friend takes time to do more than just say "Hello" and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/4292606740589347407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=4292606740589347407&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/4292606740589347407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/4292606740589347407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2007/11/thank-you.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-7185909779790142491</id><published>2007-10-27T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T15:04:06.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pennies From Heaven</title><summary type='text'>Most of you that read my blog occasionally know I've just come out of a short period of unemployment.  I assumed that by accepting a job, I'd no longer qualify for unemployment benefits.  That stands to reason, doesn't it?  Patsy only gets paid every other week, and we were between paychecks there.  Also when going to work for someone you get to skip the first week's paycheck while they do the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/7185909779790142491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=7185909779790142491&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/7185909779790142491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/7185909779790142491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2007/10/pennies-from-heaven.html' title='Pennies From Heaven'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-8616831554092037655</id><published>2007-10-21T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T06:11:52.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got A Job!</title><summary type='text'>Well, yeah, I got a job.  Not the greatest pay in the world, so I'm still keeping an eye peeled for something that pays better.  I took a job with a local furniture and appliance distributor a couple of weeks ago.  They first put me in the upholstery repair department but I couldn't do the lifting and bending it required, so they moved me into inventory tracking which is a lot easier on my back. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/8616831554092037655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=8616831554092037655&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/8616831554092037655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/8616831554092037655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2007/10/got-job.html' title='Got A Job!'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-8992178754141986132</id><published>2007-09-20T10:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T10:52:06.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ow-ow-ow-ow-ow: Part 2</title><summary type='text'>Picking up where I left off, SOMC said I'd have to wait a week to get the needle removed from my hand.  I'm an impatient person to start with and that was entirely too long.  I jumped in the car (automatic shift this time) and drove to the ER at KDMC in Ashland.  Their blood pressure machine worked and they quickly flagged me with high blood pressure and a rapid heartbeat.  VERY rapid.  Atrial </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/8992178754141986132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=8992178754141986132&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/8992178754141986132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/8992178754141986132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2007/09/ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-part-2.html' title='Ow-ow-ow-ow-ow: Part 2'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-8069385117315199460</id><published>2007-09-18T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:47:43.405-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ow-ow-ow-ow-ow: Part 1</title><summary type='text'>I guess God isn't done with me yet. Many of you probably already know I spent a few days in the hospital last week.  You might not have heard all of the circumstances, so I'll fill in the details.  It's a long story, so I'll split it up into two separate posts.We have several cats that Patsy adopted a few months ago that hang around outside.  Although they are permitted to come in the house </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/8069385117315199460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=8069385117315199460&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/8069385117315199460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/8069385117315199460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2007/09/ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-part-1.html' title='Ow-ow-ow-ow-ow: Part 1'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_axyrIoqqAYk/Ru_OTh1M_aI/AAAAAAAAACA/xbqpFbN3ons/s72-c/needle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-366546103282187730</id><published>2007-08-31T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:47:43.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Job Search Update</title><summary type='text'>I mentioned in my last post that I didn't expect being rehired by the school to be a slam-dunk, and it sounds like I was correct. With a little more than a week before they have classes scheduled to begin, I finally called the school today to check on my candidacy status.  The human resources lady cheerfully told me all about the wonderful qualifications of one of the other candidates whose </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/366546103282187730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=366546103282187730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/366546103282187730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/366546103282187730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2007/08/job-search-update.html' title='Job Search Update'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_axyrIoqqAYk/RthyBOs02_I/AAAAAAAAAB4/MKjY7qqY94Y/s72-c/sherlock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-1072630146646855261</id><published>2007-08-26T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:47:43.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Li'l Brudder</title><summary type='text'>I think I mentioned in the comments section of my previous post that I was having a little problem with the Ohio Department of Job and Family Services regarding unemployment benefits.  For those of you that didn't read the comment, since I was working for a school in a teaching capacity, the standard procedure appears to be to deny benefits to any applicant because they're probably just "between </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/1072630146646855261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=1072630146646855261&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/1072630146646855261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/1072630146646855261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2007/08/lil-brudder.html' title='Li&apos;l Brudder'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_axyrIoqqAYk/RtGyTes02-I/AAAAAAAAAAY/SzTaSiwi3p4/s72-c/lilbrudder2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-5070864390935726651</id><published>2007-08-07T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T09:37:43.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's About Time I Made Another Post</title><summary type='text'>No new posts since May. Hmmm, not doing too well as a blogger, am I? I guess I just ain't one of those folks who can commit themselves to having deep philosophical revelations on a daily basis.  It seems the only time I get on here to say something, I end up complaining about something...and I'm sure you folks don't get a big lift from hearing about my problems.So here I am again, rattling my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/5070864390935726651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=5070864390935726651&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/5070864390935726651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/5070864390935726651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-about-time-i-made-another-post.html' title='It&apos;s About Time I Made Another Post'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-9078997192497029989</id><published>2007-05-15T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T13:08:32.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News and Bad News</title><summary type='text'>I'm sure you all have heard jokes that contain the "I've got good news and bad news..." It kind of reminds me of the old James Taylor song Fire and Rain.Things around the Graff house have been sort of a roller coaster ride over the last couple of months and I don't see any straight, flat tracks ahead. Good things and bad have been happening on an almost daily basis.  Here's just a few of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/9078997192497029989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=9078997192497029989&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/9078997192497029989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/9078997192497029989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2007/05/good-news-and-bad-news.html' title='Good News and Bad News'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-3106137409449597354</id><published>2007-03-17T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T10:21:58.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness Is</title><summary type='text'>While driving his car through the streets, a successful musician was contemplating the bitterly cold weather outside and thinking how happy he was to be inside his nice warm vehicle.  Stopping at a red light, he glanced over and noticed two men who were obviously down on their luck.  Dressed in rags, they were talking to one another on the windy cold street corner.  The musician thought about how</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/3106137409449597354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=3106137409449597354&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/3106137409449597354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/3106137409449597354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2007/03/happiness-is.html' title='Happiness Is'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-1749790683926897283</id><published>2007-03-08T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T13:11:39.795-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='service project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girl Scouts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canned food'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/1749790683926897283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/1749790683926897283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2007/03/daisy-girl-scout-project-sunshine.html' title=''/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-3082988552778200138</id><published>2007-02-03T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T10:49:23.127-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Superman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questions'/><title type='text'>A Couple of Unanswerable Questions</title><summary type='text'>I ran across a couple of rhetorical questions on some Live Journal blogs the other day.  I usually don't pay a lot of attention to stuff like that, but these two made me think a little bit.The first question went  something like Does Superman have to exercise?  The blogger's commentary went something along the lines of, if the Man of Steel puts on a few extra pounds, does he get winded when </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/3082988552778200138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=3082988552778200138&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/3082988552778200138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/3082988552778200138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2007/02/couple-of-unanswerable-questions.html' title='A Couple of Unanswerable Questions'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-8569093206528968448</id><published>2007-01-27T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T05:48:15.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now that I are a teacher...</title><summary type='text'>If you had told me in high school that I would eventually end up being a teacher, I would have laughed in your face.  I wasn't the best of students.  In fact I was a pretty poor one.  It wasn't that I didn't have the potential, I just didn't have the motivation.  I squeaked by in most of my classes with a C or less.  A few F's  here and there, not enough to fail the course, but it surely didn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/8569093206528968448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=8569093206528968448&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/8569093206528968448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/8569093206528968448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2007/01/now-that-i-are-teacher.html' title='Now that I are a teacher...'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-3969097943001813221</id><published>2007-01-24T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T18:13:15.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><summary type='text'>Well another month has passed without any comments from me...guess it's time to say something else.I switched to the new version of Blogger and lost all of my customized design stuff here, so I suppose I'll spend a little time soon restoring some of the things that were lost if possible.  I put off making the switch for a while after the new version was announced, mainly because I'm a person that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/3969097943001813221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=3969097943001813221&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/3969097943001813221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/3969097943001813221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2007/01/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-116644252278124176</id><published>2006-12-18T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T03:48:42.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow! Al posted something on his blog!</title><summary type='text'>No posts since September.  Sorry 'bout that folks.  Guess I just wasn't cut out to be a super blogger.  Just can't think of much to say that wouldn't bore you all out of your skulls.  Plus the blog here was supposed to be encouraging but it sort of turned into an "emo" kind of thing.  It's depressing enough to worry about stuff yourself, blogging about it just spreads the depression around to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/116644252278124176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=116644252278124176&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/116644252278124176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/116644252278124176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2006/12/wow-al-posted-something-on-his-blog.html' title='Wow! Al posted something on his blog!'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-115760447851139049</id><published>2006-09-06T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T22:03:14.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Worry Wart</title><summary type='text'>I guess I'm a little confused.  Paul tells us to pray without ceasing.  Jesus told the parable of the persistent widow.  From these examples, I kind of get the impression we're being told to pester God with our worries until He gives in and resolves the problem.  On the other hand, Jesus said not to worry because God knows what we need and will provide it for us.  We're also told not to fear </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/115760447851139049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=115760447851139049&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/115760447851139049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/115760447851139049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2006/09/worry-wart.html' title='The Worry Wart'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-115576272221425842</id><published>2006-08-16T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T16:09:27.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lord Will Provide</title><summary type='text'>I've been working at my new job now for a little over a month and I have two weeks of teaching behind me.  It's a new experience and a little stressful, but I think I'm going to enjoy it once I get used to it.I think I mentioned in a previous post that, although the new job has a better pay rate, I'm actually taking a slight cut in earnings because it's not a full-time job.  That didn't bother me</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/115576272221425842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=115576272221425842&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/115576272221425842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/115576272221425842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2006/08/lord-will-provide.html' title='The Lord Will Provide'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-115366511653719484</id><published>2006-07-23T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T07:33:31.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bulletin Articles</title><summary type='text'>One of my main jobs as a deacon with Sunshine Church of Christ is cranking out the weekly bulletin every Sunday morning.  It's a job I enjoy doing and it brings a lot of satisfaction when I see somebody smile while they're reading it or they make a comment about something in reference to it.  I've been doing it for over 20 years now with only a couple of short breaks for health reasons.  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/115366511653719484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=115366511653719484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/115366511653719484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/115366511653719484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2006/07/bulletin-articles.html' title='Bulletin Articles'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-115126016422911617</id><published>2006-06-25T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T11:29:24.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dagnab Kids, Get Off My Lawn!</title><summary type='text'>I've gotten to know several fellows recently that are about my age and we occasionally joke about being old codgers and chasing the "dagnab kids" off of our lawns.  But it really wasn't funny when I read a news item a few weeks ago about an elderly man in the Cincinnati area who shot a teenager for walking across his lawn.  The news item disturbed me and I feel a little hesitant about making </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/115126016422911617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=115126016422911617&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/115126016422911617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/115126016422911617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2006/06/dagnab-kids-get-off-my-lawn.html' title='Dagnab Kids, Get Off My Lawn!'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-115094402158501851</id><published>2006-06-21T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T19:40:21.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Down, Two to Go</title><summary type='text'>I thanked everyone after Wednesday evening Bible study for their prayers regarding my success in finding a job this evening.  Soon after arriving home I received a call from my son Andy to let me know that he's being hired to teach Social Studies full time.  Praise the Lord!  Keep on praying folks, David and Patsy still need jobs, but the prayers are working.  Thank you all for your love and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/115094402158501851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=115094402158501851&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/115094402158501851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/115094402158501851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2006/06/two-down-two-to-go.html' title='Two Down, Two to Go'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-114867711855575067</id><published>2006-05-26T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T13:58:38.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Al Gets A New Job</title><summary type='text'>I just found out yesterday that I got the job I've been talking about here for the last couple of months!Starting June 12, I will be working as a computer repair instructor at Scioto Co. JVS in the adult education program.  It's part time and a cut in pay with no health benefits, but I'm not looking a gift horse in the mouth. We can transfer my health benefits over to Patsy's retirement package. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/114867711855575067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=114867711855575067&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/114867711855575067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/114867711855575067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2006/05/al-gets-new-job.html' title='Al Gets A New Job'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-114798579796722149</id><published>2006-05-18T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T13:56:37.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update</title><summary type='text'>Well, I got the chance to interview for the job I've been talking about this morning.  I thought it went fairly well, although there were a couple of questions that I sort of fumbled the ball on.  A couple of those "off-the-wall" questions that always catch you off guard.  "Recall an incident where you weren't able to fix a problem and how you dealt with it."  What kind of question is that?  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/114798579796722149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=114798579796722149&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/114798579796722149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/114798579796722149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2006/05/quick-update.html' title='Quick Update'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-114720969004399460</id><published>2006-05-09T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T14:21:30.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May Update</title><summary type='text'>I guess it's time for a monthly update.My job search is sort of lingering at the moment.  The job I mentioned in previous posts has not started doing interviews yet, but I've heard through the grapevine that my resume is one of those being given serious consideration. I've sent out a couple of other resumes, but none of those are really too promising. I'm also planning to start doing some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/114720969004399460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=114720969004399460&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/114720969004399460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/114720969004399460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2006/05/may-update.html' title='May Update'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-114455957349935014</id><published>2006-04-08T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T22:12:53.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Too Quick</title><summary type='text'>Having been unemployed twice before, I have sort of discovered a few things through experience.  One is that the best qualified person for a job isn't always the person that gets hired.  Even so, whenever I see a job that I know I would be a great candidate for, I get my hopes up that I'll be the one that gets hired.I knew back in December that I might be looking for work this summer and got the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/114455957349935014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=114455957349935014&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/114455957349935014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/114455957349935014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-too-quick.html' title='It&apos;s Too Quick'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-114382991365230266</id><published>2006-03-31T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T10:31:53.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>David &amp; Bathsheba</title><summary type='text'>I ran across this today and just had to post it.  Sort of puts a modern light on the whole David and Bathsheba thing.  Click the picture for a readable image.  Thanks to peteykins for the picture and have a happy day!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/114382991365230266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=114382991365230266&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/114382991365230266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/114382991365230266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2006/03/david-bathsheba.html' title='David &amp; Bathsheba'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-114376894499804356</id><published>2006-03-30T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T17:35:45.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monthly Update</title><summary type='text'>Hmmm, I'm surprised there aren't cobwebs hanging from the HTML tags here. Has it really been over a month since my last post?  I've been letting this and my other blog linger for a while...haven't really felt like blogging.  I was sick for a week and, well, I just haven't been too inspired lately.I got my formal notice the other day that my current job position is being eliminated at the school, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/114376894499804356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=114376894499804356&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/114376894499804356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/114376894499804356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2006/03/monthly-update.html' title='Monthly Update'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-114099421716314369</id><published>2006-02-26T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T14:50:18.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Can't We All Just Get Along?</title><summary type='text'>Sorry I haven't posted anything here in a while, I'm still here. Time just seems to slip up on me and before I know it weeks have passed by.  I've been fairly active on my other blog, but this one has been languishing for a little while.  It's mainly because I feel a need for what I say here to be significant in some way.  I'd like for everyone who visits to have something to take with them after</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/114099421716314369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=114099421716314369&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/114099421716314369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/114099421716314369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2006/02/why-cant-we-all-just-get-along.html' title='Why Can&apos;t We All Just Get Along?'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-113927614230694588</id><published>2006-02-06T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T17:42:32.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Devo</title><summary type='text'>I've got to admit I'm not much of a sports fan.  I was always the last kid picked when they chose sides for baseball or any other game.  I was overweight, had two left feet, couldn't hit the ball and certainly couldn't catch it. So, for some strange reason, I never developed much of an interest in sports.When Scott invited me to the Superbowl devotional at Innermission Campus Ministry yesterday, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/113927614230694588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=113927614230694588&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/113927614230694588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/113927614230694588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2006/02/super-devo.html' title='Super Devo'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-113862136499225470</id><published>2006-01-30T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T03:43:42.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>00:00:05</title><summary type='text'>I just finished a book the other day by one of my favorite authors, Matthew Reily.  If any of you are familiar with his works, you know he writes action adventures.  One of the trademarks of his stories is that the action never stops.  His heroes go from one nail-biting scenario to another with hardly time for a bathroom break.  From the first or second page they're either in a gun battle or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/113862136499225470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=113862136499225470&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/113862136499225470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/113862136499225470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2006/01/000005.html' title='&lt;font color=&quot;red&quot;&gt;00:00:05&lt;/font&gt;'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-113720424896296046</id><published>2006-01-13T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T18:04:08.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hillbilly 10 Commandments</title><summary type='text'>I stumbled across this today and got a laugh out of it.   I thought it was mildly humorous, so I'm passing it along for what it's worth...slightly edited for overly offensive verbage.The Hillbilly Ten CommandmentsDon’t read the horoscopes ‘cuz they’re based on the planets, like Jupiter and Mars and those other fellers and heathens and jezebels that were fake gods in that there mythology so if you</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/113720424896296046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=113720424896296046&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/113720424896296046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/113720424896296046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2006/01/hillbilly-10-commandments.html' title='Hillbilly 10 Commandments'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-113701640376187641</id><published>2006-01-11T13:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T13:53:23.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Downtime</title><summary type='text'>Has it really been a week since my last post here?  Wow, how time flies.  I've posted a few new things on Boogers For Brains this week, but that doesn't require a lot of thinking.  All I have to do is find a funny or unusual news story, locate some clipart to go with it and post the link.  Here I've got to do some thinking...and I think my brain is still suffering from paradigm strain.Nothing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/113701640376187641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=113701640376187641&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/113701640376187641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/113701640376187641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2006/01/downtime.html' title='Downtime'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-113641607802302152</id><published>2006-01-04T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T15:10:46.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brain Strain</title><summary type='text'>This "blogging" thing is fun, but it can be a hassle as well.  I have time to work on it, but having the time and taking the time are two different things. Jason posted a new message on the church blog a couple of days ago about new paradigms, postmodernism and such things...some heavy stuff. Things that strain my feeble old brain to think about.  I'm comfortable with my "religion" and tend to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/113641607802302152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=113641607802302152&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/113641607802302152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/113641607802302152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2006/01/brain-strain.html' title='Brain Strain'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-113587693523750186</id><published>2005-12-29T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T09:22:15.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Ramblings</title><summary type='text'>Sitting in the kitchen again, this time on my own (or should I say Patsy's) laptop.  The new hard drive arrived on Tuesday afternoon and I spent that evening and most of yesterday installing it and getting Windows XP with all of the update patches and hardware drivers reinstalled.Note to Jamie: I should have your laptop cleaned up and ready to bring back to you sometime next week.I've been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/113587693523750186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=113587693523750186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/113587693523750186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/113587693523750186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2005/12/random-ramblings.html' title='Random Ramblings'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-113560413782659459</id><published>2005-12-26T04:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T07:46:09.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Auld Lang Syne</title><summary type='text'>I'm just sitting here at the kitchen table in the early morning hours, surfing the blogs on my borrowed laptop.  I noticed a dab of lemon pudding on the wireless card (sorry Jamie, I'll clean it off before I bring it back), a leftover from last night's Christmas dinner with Patsy's brother and sister.  The rest of the family is still fast asleep.  It's nice to be able to sleep in on a weekday, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/113560413782659459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=113560413782659459&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/113560413782659459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/113560413782659459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2005/12/auld-lang-syne.html' title='Auld Lang Syne'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-113534795235285151</id><published>2005-12-23T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T06:25:52.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I a chicken or a pig?</title><summary type='text'>Christmas is just a couple of days away and Patsy was busy last night doing her "crafty" stuff.  For those of you that don't know her, she's a talented artist and enjoys making hand-painted items. One of the things she was working on last night was a picture frame she had purchased for her sister (shhhh...don't tell her).  It has little roosters around the border and her sister collects chicken </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/113534795235285151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=113534795235285151&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/113534795235285151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/113534795235285151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2005/12/am-i-chicken-or-pig.html' title='Am I a chicken or a pig?'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20112701.post-113529823575473697</id><published>2005-12-22T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T16:51:38.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Is It?</title><summary type='text'>Dry crusts. Bread crumbs. Croutons, if you want to get fancy. Not very appetizing by themselves.  But I'm not really looking at it as food stuff, more as little morsels left behind marking a trail. Yes, the birds came and ate Hansel &amp; Gretel's dry crusts...but I'm sure the birds appreciated them.  God gave the Israelites manna in the wilderness.  They got tired of it pretty quick. I get the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/feeds/113529823575473697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20112701&amp;postID=113529823575473697&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/113529823575473697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20112701/posts/default/113529823575473697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drycrusts.blogspot.com/2005/12/what-is-it.html' title='What Is It?'/><author><name>Grampy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYsimscEw5g/TmrSDquMa7I/AAAAAAAAADo/Tq52Wg08vZQ/s220/grampytar1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
