<?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-5701666</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:53:48.529-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mikarrhea</title><subtitle type='html'>Random neuron firing, lame philosophy, literary pontificating, movies, sex, clothes &amp; other femme stuff</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>332</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108740770139710151</id><published>2004-06-16T13:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T13:46:58.063-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fresh woods and pastures newFinally. Months late. Mikarrhea is moving to http://www.mikarrhea.com. Please update yer blogrolls and bear with all the bumps of transition.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108740770139710151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108740770139710151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/06/fresh-woods-and-pastures-new-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108725356167427456</id><published>2004-06-14T18:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T18:52:41.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Third FactoryIf you haven't yet visited Steve Evans's elegant site, Third Factory, you should. He's smart, writes really well, reviews widely &amp; informatively, and has stocked up a ton of alluring goodies, esp. on poetry. His reading lists alone --like Jordan Davis's-- inspire awe. Greta &amp; I being hopeless Roland Barthes partisans (indeed, at this very moment Greta is sitting with her laptop at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108725356167427456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108725356167427456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108725356167427456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108725356167427456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/06/third-factory-if-you-havent-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108724603709040592</id><published>2004-06-14T15:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T16:47:17.090-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ozymandias redux redux redux . . . .click for 800 x 600Waving at the distant Ozymandias stuff again has brought very kind emails (thanks again!) from some who (like all but six unfortunates) weren't in the stands during the original bout. Brian Richards has drawn my attention to Guy Davenport's essay on the circumstances of the sonnet's composition, which i'm now eager to read. i must admit i</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108724603709040592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108724603709040592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108724603709040592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108724603709040592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/06/ozymandias-redux-redux-redux.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108701611540405620</id><published>2004-06-12T00:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T00:55:15.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Giants and GirlsYou simply can't miss out on the copious Giants and Girls gallery.Thanks to the ever-spectacular boynton.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108701611540405620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108701611540405620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108701611540405620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108701611540405620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/06/giants-and-girls-you-simply-cant-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108698109333198405</id><published>2004-06-11T14:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T15:11:33.333-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pome of the dayThank goodness he wasn't talking about women. No relation, of course, to mikarrhea. More on men's masturbatory problems in future posts.SpermatorrheaIn vain we scan the springs of human woe,To find a deadlier or more cruel foeTo erring man, than this sad self-pollution,This damaging wrecker of his constitution.In its foul march it tramples vigor down,Darkens the soul, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108698109333198405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108698109333198405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108698109333198405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108698109333198405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/06/pome-of-day-thank-goodness-he-wasnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108697569347561836</id><published>2004-06-11T13:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T13:44:59.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Merry sport to brighten monotony of military dog-handlingOn Jan. 13, Spec. John Harold Ketzer, a military intelligence interrogator, saw a dog team corner two male prisoners against a wall, one prisoner hiding behind the other and screaming, he later told investigators. "When I asked what was going on in the cell, the handler stated that he was just scaring them, and that he and another of the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108697569347561836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108697569347561836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108697569347561836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108697569347561836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/06/merry-sport-to-brighten-monotony-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108693827754007269</id><published>2004-06-11T02:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T03:17:57.540-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>All the great historians were poetsTaking a cue from Gary Sullivan, Jonathan Mayhew, unacknowledged legislator of the world from Kansas, invokes a rarely-invoked power of his poetic license to declare the Reagan administration "not to have happened."Michaela Cooper, unacknowledged legislator of the world from Massachusetts, supports Mayhew's move, saying breathily, "The cultivation of poetry </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108693827754007269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108693827754007269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108693827754007269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108693827754007269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/06/all-great-historians-were-poets-taking.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108693485893174092</id><published>2004-06-11T02:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T19:06:09.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Le Plaisir du Texte #27It's been too long since I've visited deep-browed Ray Davis's uberous demesne, now going by the name pseudopodium.org, so I'm tardy noticing some wonderful recent posts on the central role of personal pleasure in criticism --a view I flog ad nauseam (very well, I contradict myself; I'm fat, I contain donuts), for example, here, here, and here.    Check'em out. He's much </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108693485893174092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108693485893174092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108693485893174092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108693485893174092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/06/le-plaisir-du-texte-27-its-been-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108692620200113788</id><published>2004-06-10T23:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T23:56:42.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Imprisonment &amp; deportation of journalists at LAXAn appalling piece by Elena Lappin, a British journalist with the Guardian, documenting her detainment, interrogation, handcuffing, imprisonment, and deportation. Where? Los Angeles. Why? For arriving at LAX on an ordinary reporting assignment, without a journalist's visa.via Discourse.net, Michael Froomkin's blog.  Froomkin, a law professor, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108692620200113788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108692620200113788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108692620200113788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108692620200113788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/06/imprisonment-deportation-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108671773786317549</id><published>2004-06-09T01:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T01:22:06.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Islam puts pubic hair on your headEarlier, I was tying a scarf on my head and having a little trouble adjusting it. Having posted that last bit about how onerous it is for women to maintain appropriate coverage out in public in Iraq, it hit me again what an unbelievable pain in the ass it must be to have to always make sure that not the slightest stray hair on your head is "showing." No "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108671773786317549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108671773786317549&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108671773786317549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108671773786317549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/06/islam-puts-pubic-hair-on-your-head.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108642077717732301</id><published>2004-06-09T00:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T00:28:05.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Reporting from Iraq while femalevia hereBecause it is considered inappropriate for a woman to be out on her own and daring to ask questions, the man you're talking to -- bureaucrat, cleric, armed militiaman -- won't talk back to you. He'll look away when you talk to him, and will talk back to the floor, the wall or any man who happens to be with you -- usually your driver.The woman is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108642077717732301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108642077717732301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108642077717732301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108642077717732301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/06/reporting-from-iraq-while-female-via.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108675507158148812</id><published>2004-06-09T00:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T00:24:31.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UnrecoverableAttenuated too thinly and borne back far too far into the past, the last thread's unrecoverable. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108675507158148812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108675507158148812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108675507158148812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108675507158148812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/06/unrecoverable-attenuated-too-thinly.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108632419430656250</id><published>2004-06-03T23:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T14:42:14.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Snowe jobOK, so what's with last weekend? Well, it doesn't merit the delay. If I wasn't getting gentle-but-palpable noodges from some corners, I'd let it bob merrily off in our wake, scarcely worth the effort of retrieval, let alone resuscitation. But, whatever --a million years ago I spent a sunny October afternoon sparkling around Boston Harbor, practicing person-overboard (ok, pfd-overboard)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108632419430656250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108632419430656250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108632419430656250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108632419430656250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/06/snowe-job-ok-so-whats-with-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108632113963834842</id><published>2004-06-03T23:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T23:52:19.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sour applesI'm feeling really depressed and angry at Apple tonight. We have --I'm not even going to tell you how many Macs we have-- and I'm not counting the piles of clunkety Mac junk I inherited when my former employer moved (remember the LC? Mac II?). Well last week I bought myself a Sony Clié handheld and then discovered today that Sony doesn't support Apple (grrr David Pogue!), that they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108632113963834842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108632113963834842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108632113963834842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108632113963834842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/06/sour-apples-im-feeling-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108624359497635302</id><published>2004-06-03T02:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T02:19:54.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Coming, motherOK, I'm a complete asshole for taking so long to furnish the details I promised about another weekend of debauchery. So sue me. It's not an easy job finding time to blog when you are a parent (ok, noncustodial), have an insane girlfriend, and still try to pursue a life of creative full-time alcoholism.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108624359497635302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108624359497635302&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108624359497635302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108624359497635302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/06/coming-mother-ok-im-complete-asshole.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108623286200192135</id><published>2004-06-02T22:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T12:25:32.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Quiz on Bush's speechSo you think you were paying attention to George Bush's words at the Air Force Academy Graduation yesterday? See if you can fill in the blanks in the following quotations from Bush's speech with the actual words he used!  If you really can't figure out the right answer, here's the text of the speech.Each of you receiving a commission today in the United States military</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108623286200192135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108623286200192135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108623286200192135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108623286200192135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/06/quiz-on-bushs-speech-so-you-think-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108605479838416856</id><published>2004-05-31T21:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T21:53:18.383-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another weekend of texas-sized excess, drecksess, sexsess, vexcess. No nights slept in my own bed since, what, thursday? Except now, I'm embedded with exhaustion. Greta watching latest bachelor-style contest on tv. Towels soaking with sturm and drang to wring out over the keyboard as soon as possible. We're probably not, for instance, seeing Angelina for a while. Saw once more and met anew </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108605479838416856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108605479838416856&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108605479838416856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108605479838416856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/another-weekend-of-texas-sized-excess.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108588147670265282</id><published>2004-05-29T21:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-29T21:44:36.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I've been up all night (again)Partytime wasting. O Mother of Pearl.Angelina visit. Stayed up all night, ingesting, congesting, jesting, suggesting. A grand gest. Finally went to sleep for good at 2 PM. Up again, trying to revitalize to go to Sherman's party. Have to get up early to take Max to a chess tournament. More anon.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108588147670265282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108588147670265282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108588147670265282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108588147670265282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/well-ive-been-up-all-night-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108576151996971077</id><published>2004-05-28T12:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T12:25:19.970-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Axis, Bold as LoveThis story is already five days old, but since I hadn't seen it before today (via Amorous Propensities), I thought maybe others hadn't either. The image of the 33-year-old history professor flashing her panties to the audience during her lecture on imperialism is, to borrow from Ziggy Stardust, stuck on my eyes.Axis of Eve is just beating around the BushLizzy Ratner		</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108576151996971077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108576151996971077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108576151996971077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108576151996971077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/axis-bold-as-love-this-story-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108572540063072120</id><published>2004-05-27T22:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T03:44:38.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Enough about meFound this little quiz via franny on tony pearce's blog. why do people have such a hard time thinking up interesting questions? i really am going to have to make up one of these myself one of these days.1. which political party do you typically agree with? democratic/green2. which political party do you typically vote for? democratic3. list the last five presidents </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108572540063072120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108572540063072120&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108572540063072120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108572540063072120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/enough-about-me-found-this-little-quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108570398256484155</id><published>2004-05-27T19:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T20:27:40.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm such a profound fuck up I just realized I'm missing Andrea Seigel's reading from her novel, Like the Red Panda, at this very moment at Newtonville Books. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108570398256484155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108570398256484155&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108570398256484155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108570398256484155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/im-such-profound-fuck-up-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108568719303531737</id><published>2004-05-27T14:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T15:46:33.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NeurotrashI suppose I could have posted a little more about Zack Lynch, "evolutionary biologist, enterprise software marketer, and economic geographer" (a rising interdisciplinary amalgam, just now) whose blog is called Brain Waves. (I'm considering changing the name of my blog, by the way, to Vagina Waves Back.)You may have picked up that I'm a little dubious about evolutionary psychology.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108568719303531737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108568719303531737&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108568719303531737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108568719303531737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/neurotrash-i-suppose-i-could-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108563506464518226</id><published>2004-05-27T01:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T01:17:44.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>About this authorZack Lynch is an evolutionary biologist, enterprise software marketer, and economic geographer, who has worked over the past decade to understand how technology and society coevolve.He is currently writing a book on Neurotechnology and Society. Please send newsworthy items or feedback - to Zack Lynch.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108563506464518226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108563506464518226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108563506464518226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108563506464518226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/about-this-author-zack-lynch-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108563054487119563</id><published>2004-05-26T23:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T00:02:24.870-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>VitesseKaren Walker (aka Megan Mullally) on Speed: You think you're gonna see a nice relaxing movie about amphetamines and all of a sudden you're stuck on a goddamn bus!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108563054487119563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108563054487119563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108563054487119563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108563054487119563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/vitesse-karen-walker-aka-megan.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108560270885363772</id><published>2004-05-26T16:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T16:18:28.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Drunker than i thoughtSherman just called and reminded me of something i said last night that i'd conveniently lacuna'd away in the interim. I remembered that we'd been discussing top-five-celebrities-you'd-sleep-with lists. I even remembered mine (which I will post later, cuz i gotta go in a second, but i have to get this out first.) What I had forgotten was that we played Would You Fuck [your</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108560270885363772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108560270885363772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108560270885363772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108560270885363772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/drunker-than-i-thought-sherman-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108559969221401320</id><published>2004-05-26T15:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T15:28:12.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Moveon.org should buy a half-hour of network time for thisFabulous, really moving speech by Gore, outlining an airtight case against the Bush administration and calling for the resignations of Rumsfeld, Feith, Wolfowitz, Rice, and Tenet.via Atrios</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108559969221401320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108559969221401320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108559969221401320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108559969221401320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/moveon.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108559286944776147</id><published>2004-05-26T13:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T13:42:02.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Arranging MatchesFeeling much less suicidal today, no doubt due to generous applications of wellbutrin, prozac, and dexedrine.Greta &amp; I went to see The Go-Between last night &amp; were ecstatic to find Mia there. After, we all went to Sherman's &amp; drank wine.Years ago, I bought the L. P. Hartley novel whence Pinter distilled his exquisite screenplay, but, true to form, never read it and now </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108559286944776147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108559286944776147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108559286944776147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108559286944776147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/arranging-matches-feeling-much-less.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108552306007934657</id><published>2004-05-25T17:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T18:28:37.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The real OCI have a miserable fatal attraction to the nightmarish details of the oc gang-rape trial (and, of course, "haidl + video" is another popular mikarrhea-draw). I read Scott Moxley's OC Weekly stories and am slightly comforted, at least, by his beautiful unrelenting sarcastic outrage. But they drag my depression to such black depths that such small comfort isn't really worth it in the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108552306007934657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108552306007934657&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108552306007934657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108552306007934657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/real-oc-i-have-miserable-fatal.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108506519403638419</id><published>2004-05-25T06:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T06:11:30.043-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Go-BetweenI usually regard my decline from "ordinary person" to "film person" (slimy, amorphous, of negligible third dimension) as a consequence of viewing at a 1974 high-school-auditorium Friday-movie-night the bewildering spectacle of Nicolas Roeg and Donald Cammell's collaboratively directed Performance, starring Mick Jagger, Anita Pallenberg, and James Fox. Glancing at the Harvard </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108506519403638419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108506519403638419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108506519403638419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108506519403638419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/go-between-i-usually-regard-my-decline.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108547687575322513</id><published>2004-05-25T04:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T05:21:15.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rain, dawnI'm not happy. For the past week or so I've been letting myself fall even more apart (into more pieces? further? spread out over a greater area?) than usual. I feel bloated, ugly, horrible, inept, clown-footed, useless, loathsome. Did I mention depressed? I weigh as much as a prize ox. I weigh forty pounds more than I did when Greta came back from France five years ago. And I can't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108547687575322513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108547687575322513&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108547687575322513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108547687575322513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/rain-dawn-im-not-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108547463396192444</id><published>2004-05-25T04:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T04:43:53.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Night thoughts"Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et cum illi pueri dicerent: Sibylla ti theleis; respondebat illa: apothanein thelo." </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108547463396192444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108547463396192444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108547463396192444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108547463396192444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/night-thoughts-nam-sibyllam-quidem.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108546324341197787</id><published>2004-05-25T01:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T01:34:03.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sex, Disease, Discourse, FoucaultWonkette, who evidently passed a pleasant night drinking with her, quotes Jessica "Washingtonienne" Cutler on dating in the Internet Age: "You don’t know if they'll give you a disease or write a blog about you. It makes you wonder."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108546324341197787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108546324341197787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108546324341197787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108546324341197787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/sex-disease-discourse-foucault.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108529757979756206</id><published>2004-05-23T03:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T03:34:38.163-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bloggrrlz Community NewsSenator undecided on firing aide over sex blogGreg WrightGannett News ServiceMay. 21, 2004 WASHINGTON - Sen. Mike DeWine said Thursday that he has not decided whether to fire an aide who allegedly posted her exploits in an Internet diary, including accepting $400 from a married man for sex."We're in the process of completing a review," the Ohio Republican said. "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108529757979756206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108529757979756206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108529757979756206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108529757979756206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/bloggrrlz-community-news-senator.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108528670508530293</id><published>2004-05-23T00:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T00:31:45.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MoussakaOur mouths glistening, our bodies sluggish, with goat meat.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108528670508530293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108528670508530293&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108528670508530293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108528670508530293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/moussaka-our-mouths-glistening-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108525995846774226</id><published>2004-05-22T17:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T17:05:58.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A word from Specialist Graner's inner corrections officer"The Christian in me says it's wrong, but the corrections officer in me says, 'I love to make a grown man piss himself.'"from here.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108525995846774226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108525995846774226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108525995846774226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108525995846774226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/word-from-specialist-graners-inner.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108520181030941126</id><published>2004-05-22T00:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T00:57:47.133-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just maybe a little bitIn a memo signed on Aug. 18, 2003, the Pentagon's Joint Staff -- acting on a request from Defense Secretary Donald H. Rumsfeld and his top intelligence aide, Stephen A. Cambone -- ordered Army Maj. Gen. Geoffrey D. Miller to conduct an inspection there [at Abu Graib Prison]. Miller, who oversaw the interrogation efforts at the U.S. military base in Guantanamo Bay, Cuba, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108520181030941126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108520181030941126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108520181030941126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108520181030941126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/just-maybe-little-bit-in-memo-signed.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108505874844667199</id><published>2004-05-20T09:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T09:12:28.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nellie, more accessibleI figured out how to make my introduction to Nellie McKay mix into an mp3 file. OK, so I'm an idiot.nelliemix1.mp3</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108505874844667199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108505874844667199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108505874844667199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108505874844667199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/nellie-more-accessible-i-figured-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108503372223910723</id><published>2004-05-20T02:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T02:58:46.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Il n'y a plus de Lumière chez les gendarmesWho's gonna do the wisecracks now? Munch? Lawnmower'll never be the same.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108503372223910723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108503372223910723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108503372223910723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108503372223910723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/il-ny-plus-de-lumire-chez-les.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108495002673505475</id><published>2004-05-19T04:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T09:30:50.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NellieFor the last three days Greta &amp; I have been listening to Nellie Mckay (Mc-EYE). We're totally, droolingly in love with her. We'll be listening to her for many millions of months. And recommend her. Indeed, we go so far as to say, anyone who despises Nellie McKay need not frequent these environs any longer. Go find your cfnm elsewhere. You must be totally fucked up. Here you can buy her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108495002673505475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108495002673505475&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108495002673505475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108495002673505475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/nellie-for-last-three-days-greta-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108485456476073544</id><published>2004-05-18T14:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T02:29:32.840-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A drunken, overhung, busy, delirious, improvident, emotion-ramifying, obligation-yanking, slumber-flustering passion-bronco of a weekend. Sloppy, chin-dribbling guzzles of sleep snatched thirstily in places not my bed--the rank trash-museum my Honda's rear seat during the school fair, the darkened-recroom couch of Procrustes at Greta's family party, the Prairie Settle (boasting rare </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108485456476073544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108485456476073544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108485456476073544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108485456476073544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/drunken-overhung-busy-delirious.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108451839643897985</id><published>2004-05-14T02:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T03:06:36.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Boys to thankThank you, Jack Kimball, for kindly having me on your list (which brought me a nice e-mail from, and links to, Tim Peterson). Why are so many Boston poets leaving town in the near future? Is there something I should know about?  Thanks, btw, also to Aaron Tieger, of Carve fame, tragically one of these mysterious deserters, for a sweet message. Please visit these poets' luminescent </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108451839643897985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108451839643897985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108451839643897985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108451839643897985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/boys-to-thank-thank-you-jack-kimball.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108451664458649507</id><published>2004-05-14T02:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T03:17:48.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Elvis gone for good, sighted recently at HarvardChris Lott, our correspondent in Alaska, whose site is always a pleasure to roll retrieverishly around in, sent me this thoughtful notice from imDb news a while back, under the heading "My Condolences" (thanks millions and sorry for not posting it sooner, Chris!):New York Times Confirms Mitchell Is Out as Film CriticNew York Times executive </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108451664458649507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108451664458649507&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108451664458649507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108451664458649507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/elvis-gone-for-good-sighted-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108447995362102268</id><published>2004-05-13T16:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T18:31:11.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If I lived here, I'd have confessed by nowOne of many nightmarish design ideas available from www.pbteen.com.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108447995362102268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108447995362102268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108447995362102268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108447995362102268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/if-i-lived-here-id-have-confessed-by_13.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108438305467664879</id><published>2004-05-12T13:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T13:40:39.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Did the Pipefitters' Union sign off on it?via Arthur Ban on low-slung jeans soughtFrom correspondents in Miami, FloridaMay 12, 2004AMERICAN singer Britney Spears may have to rethink her wardrobe before visiting her home state of Louisiana, which is mulling new legislation to outlaw low-riding jeans that reveal underwear or too much skin.The proposed bill, approved by the state's House </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108438305467664879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108438305467664879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108438305467664879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108438305467664879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/did-pipefitters-union-sign-off-on-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108429828913859744</id><published>2004-05-11T13:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T13:58:09.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yes. Comments are finally here. I feel like such a grownup. Blogger's automatic comment-code-adding feature was completely dysfunctional for me, so I had to insert the code in by hand. And for some reason, the last few times I've republished my blog, the process has gotten irretrievably hung. I'm hopeful everything's working OK now.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108429828913859744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108429828913859744&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108429828913859744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108429828913859744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/yes.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108420731535598781</id><published>2004-05-10T12:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T12:41:55.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TGTBTToo good to be true.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108420731535598781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108420731535598781&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108420731535598781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108420731535598781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/tgtbt-too-good-to-be-true.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108416753660359190</id><published>2004-05-10T01:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T01:38:56.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blogger's new interfaceIs fucking fablous! I should even have comments now (a million years ago i promised cynthia i would). O brave new world!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108416753660359190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108416753660359190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108416753660359190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108416753660359190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/bloggers-new-interface-is-fucking.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108416349767919859</id><published>2004-05-09T23:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T00:31:37.680-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Most egregious instance of victim-blaming chutzpah everI'm sorry I somehow seem to keep posting about rape in one way or another. I promise I'll post something about poetry again soon. But I just keep reading these unbelievably awful stories and can't not broadcast them. This one (via Daily Rotten) really takes the cake--and blasts it into stratospheric dust with a home-made 500-pound </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108416349767919859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108416349767919859&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108416349767919859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108416349767919859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/most-egregious-instance-of-victim.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108404764151444613</id><published>2004-05-08T16:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T16:25:14.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pinker difficultiesRecently, one of the behavioral cycles I found my body recapitulating from time to time comprised picking up, reading fifty pages or so in, and throwing to the floor, Steven Pinker's The Blank Slate. Eventually, however, I ran up against the chapter "Politics," in the section "Hot Buttons," and the respectable "fifty pages" in the second step quickly reduced to "maybe a page.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108404764151444613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108404764151444613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108404764151444613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108404764151444613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/pinker-difficulties-recently-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108391005915326727</id><published>2004-05-07T02:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T02:10:52.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How fucked are people?This report from the BBC via Daily RottenPolice in Pakistan's Punjab province have formally accused seven people of aiding and abetting a revenge rape on two women. A landowner reportedly attacked the women after discovering that his own daughter had illicit relations with the brother of one of the women.The women and the brother come from a poor family.Police say</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108391005915326727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108391005915326727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108391005915326727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108391005915326727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/how-fucked-are-people-this-report-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108387561184471892</id><published>2004-05-06T16:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T16:44:00.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Keep your Senator off this letter (Yawn)Chris C Mooney (crusader against the anti-science orcs) quotes an article in The Hill describing the response of utility lobbyists to Russ Feingold's call for scientific guidance in redrafting mercury-emissions regulations.   The Wisconsin Democrat [Russ Feingold] is asking colleagues to sign a letter urging President Bush to allow science to guide </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108387561184471892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108387561184471892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108387561184471892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108387561184471892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/keep-your-senator-off-this-letter-yawn.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108387155353230121</id><published>2004-05-06T15:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T15:29:23.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm not a complete idiotI do realize that by quoting in Mikarrhea the search strings whereby the sexually obsessed land here, I create a feedback loop geometrically increasing, with each quotation, the number of such strings I get. But I think something about them is compelling. So I guess that says more about me than about them or the psychological disposition the strings synecdochize. Anyway,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108387155353230121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108387155353230121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108387155353230121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108387155353230121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/im-not-complete-idiot-i-do-realize.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108386994173182171</id><published>2004-05-06T14:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T15:03:58.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happily, her acute parents beat me to the punchI had every intention of saying the following, only, as you'd naturally expect, ballooning it with the jargon of cultural criticism, which to this day -- like the vireo, whose syringeal anatomy allows it to sing two notes in harmony-- boggles science by its seemingly paradoxical ability to ring at once both recondite and trendy.It's all a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108386994173182171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108386994173182171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108386994173182171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108386994173182171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/happily-her-acute-parents-beat-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108383005178749603</id><published>2004-05-06T04:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T04:40:43.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Abu Ghraib againI don't know why I'm so obsessed with the Abu Ghraib story. Well, yes I do. So many of the images in the news are of sexual domination rather than the infliction of physical injuries obviously requiring medical treatment. We don't see the images of the beatings, the phosphorus skin-burning, the cut stitched up by a guard, the boots stomping on bare feet and hands.  I cherish</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108383005178749603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108383005178749603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108383005178749603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108383005178749603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/abu-ghraib-again-i-dont-know-why-im-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108381522032729211</id><published>2004-05-06T00:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T00:04:26.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fashion police "incident" sparks drive for world dominationvia Smoking Gun Mug Shot Archive</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108381522032729211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108381522032729211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108381522032729211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108381522032729211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/fashion-police-incident-sparks-drive.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108377708460857660</id><published>2004-05-05T13:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T13:14:36.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Recipe for MikarrheaWhen I clicked on this referral, here's what I got. No, it doesn't make sense to me either.Mikarrheal queso suizo. 2. Verter la mitad de la mezcla y continuar con la otra capa de pan, jamón, quesos y la mezcla. Derretir el cuarto de mantequilla, verter por encima, luego poner las papitas un poco partidas y meter al horno. Hornear a 375 grados por 40 minutos. 1 1/4 taza de</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108377708460857660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108377708460857660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108377708460857660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108377708460857660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/recipe-for-mikarrhea-when-i-clicked-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108377350980157762</id><published>2004-05-05T11:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T12:20:38.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Correct Views on Erotica, Cold-War MentalityThis is a few days old, but since I haven't seen it much outside the sex blogs (e.g., erosblog, Daze Reader, &amp; Amorous Propensities), I thought maybe it might be worth drawing attention to.Russian Museum to Exhibit Rasputin’s PenisMosNewsThe first Russian museum of erotica is opening in St. Petersburg, Russian Nezavisimaya Gazeta daily reports</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108377350980157762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108377350980157762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108377350980157762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108377350980157762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/correct-views-on-erotica-cold-war.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108370356125664091</id><published>2004-05-04T21:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T21:58:53.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Take my breath awayDriving home from Richard, my therapist, I was stopped at an intersection (Arsenal &amp; Greenough, if you know the area), listening to loud, loud radio, when I saw a hawk, just extended wings really at first, rise above the shrubbery by the Charles, about 150 yards directly ahead. It ascended at a constant clip straight up into the sky, a red-tail, you could tell by now, arms </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108370356125664091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108370356125664091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108370356125664091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108370356125664091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/take-my-breath-away-driving-home-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108369454739755107</id><published>2004-05-04T14:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T22:25:05.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Latest popular search stringAs I expected.  iraqi prisoner abuse cfnmI've gotten a dozen of that string (or its homologues) since the last post. Don't you just love the company I keep?Lost Vegas Portal to Perversitypanty teen girls Hot - Super free teen girls pics. Only free teenSexpictures free sex porno xxx erotic erotikMikarrheawww.smslust.netAdult Movies erotic storiesI </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108369454739755107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108369454739755107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108369454739755107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108369454739755107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/latest-popular-search-string-as-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108355212108878315</id><published>2004-05-03T09:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T10:20:04.840-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The worst insult"They wanted us to feel as though we were women, the way women feel and this is the worst insult, to feel like a woman," al-Shweiri said. I have been so fucking chomping at the bit all day [I started writing this post Sunday night] to launch into this guy, there's red froth all around my lips-- and that's not some clever lipstick-color name either (well, I mean, it probably is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108355212108878315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108355212108878315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108355212108878315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108355212108878315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/05/worst-insult-they-wanted-us-to-feel-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108310686848593038</id><published>2004-04-27T19:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T19:07:41.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>KatieKatie has posted on her blog a legion of compellingly written and deeply affecting anecdotes (acerbic and hilarious ones, too) recording throbs of urban life --but none more more so than her latest, a characteristically spare narration of overhearing from her window, but not being positioned to see directly, a fatal shooting and its aftermath. God.  She scrapes your heart with the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108310686848593038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108310686848593038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108310686848593038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108310686848593038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/04/katie-katie-has-posted-on-her-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108310284070598705</id><published>2004-04-27T17:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T17:58:48.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another cute banner adIt kind of spoils it if you know that Philosophy is the pretentious brand name of an expensive cosmetic line. So just pretend it isn't. Absolutely, some of my best philosophizing is borne of a combination of medical research, makeup, skincare, and fragrance.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108310284070598705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108310284070598705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108310284070598705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108310284070598705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/04/another-cute-banner-ad-it-kind-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108303226971836695</id><published>2004-04-26T22:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T22:33:57.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bronze medallionsWhile I'm at it, I might as well mention that puffy nipples gets third place among my search terms, because I mentioned them once, too (although that blog page seems to have vanished at this moment). Btw, there are several yahoo groups claiming to have an interest in puffy nipples (you may remember I was speculating about that), the most likely of which seem to me to be Big </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108303226971836695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108303226971836695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108303226971836695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108303226971836695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/04/bronze-medallions-while-im-at-it-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108302454006066452</id><published>2004-04-26T21:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T21:46:35.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We get lettersI mentioned recently how surprised I am at some of the search strings that lead surfers to this blog.  You dear readers who come here for the highbrow cultural criticism and you who, because Greta's so pathetic at returning phone calls, come to garner some meagre sense of what she's up to these days (this week her latest hit, "Bleak House Grouse," is in heavy rotation, indeed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108302454006066452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108302454006066452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108302454006066452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108302454006066452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/04/we-get-letters-i-mentioned-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108300289595842018</id><published>2004-04-26T17:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T17:52:29.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Speaking of people with way too much time on their handsI neglected to relate in the last post that the reason Bart's party devolved into a simulacrum of the one in Gatsby where Tom Buchanan smashes Myrtle Wilson's nose (has anyone ever noticed the vulnerability and, well, prominence of noses in that novel? Myrtle, Wolfsheim, butler w/silver polish, servant w/gasoline, guest at party) was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108300289595842018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108300289595842018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108300289595842018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108300289595842018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/04/speaking-of-people-with-way-too-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108286485345841935</id><published>2004-04-24T23:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T00:02:34.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well I've been up all night (again?) Party time wasting is too much fun. Bart's 25th birthday. Got him the new André Codrescu novel, Wakefield, and Blood Siblings, a book of Coen bros. interviews. We're friends again. He's seeing a cool photographer, Galadriel (bestowing pseudonyms is fun), who's totally clever and presentable. Bart's friends, almost flagrantly ordinary heterosexual </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108286485345841935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108286485345841935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108286485345841935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108286485345841935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/04/well-ive-been-up-all-night-again-party.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108275921738989565</id><published>2004-04-23T18:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T18:38:14.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2001 in a FlashThis is simply the fucking coolest Flash animation I've ever seen. (Thank you George Wallace!) It's a matter-of-fact reading in Flash of Kubrick's 2001: A Space Odyssey. Whoever did it had way too much time on his or her hands--but made unbelievably delightful use of it.  I swear: my jaw locked in dropped position for the duration.Optimum conditions for viewing:You know 2001 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108275921738989565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108275921738989565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108275921738989565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108275921738989565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/04/2001-in-flash-this-is-simply-fucking.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108275503903748791</id><published>2004-04-23T17:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T17:23:08.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New (to me) scrumptious blog to followAndrea Seigel's This Afternoon in DramaHer piece on tampon advertising is, uh, spot on.via Nathalie</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108275503903748791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108275503903748791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108275503903748791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108275503903748791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/04/new-to-me-scrumptious-blog-to-follow.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108273686445144554</id><published>2004-04-23T12:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T12:32:06.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Banner dayIn case it's gone by the time you read this:(click image for full size)OK, so maybe it's no whole sale body bags. Nevertheless, don't you like the the phrase "related searches: cedar point amusement park   david hume"?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108273686445144554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108273686445144554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108273686445144554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108273686445144554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/04/banner-day-in-case-its-gone-by-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108266753195005350</id><published>2004-04-22T16:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T17:07:38.873-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Date rape?Police bust homeless man for necrophilia in Sunset funeral homeEthan FletcherStaff WriterPublished on Tuesday, April 20, 2004 A man was arrested and charged with sexual assault on an elderly woman's corpse Saturday, according to police.The act of necrophilia allegedly occurred sometime Friday night when 48-year-old Mahdi Allah slipped into the Hogan, Sullivan and Bianco </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108266753195005350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108266753195005350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108266753195005350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108266753195005350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/04/date-rape-police-bust-homeless-man-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108266386612580869</id><published>2004-04-22T15:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T16:02:08.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just going through the motions Naughty automatavia Boingboing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108266386612580869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108266386612580869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108266386612580869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108266386612580869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/04/just-going-through-motions-naughty.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108266238468375660</id><published>2004-04-22T15:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T15:36:03.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Michigan Preparing To Let Doctors Refuse To Treat GaysRead all about it here. Via Atrios.I hate Michigan. I spent the first twenty years of my life there. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108266238468375660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108266238468375660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108266238468375660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108266238468375660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/04/michigan-preparing-to-let-doctors.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108266177627691602</id><published>2004-04-22T15:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T15:25:55.450-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Birthday, VladsNabokov and Lenin</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108266177627691602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108266177627691602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108266177627691602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108266177627691602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/04/happy-birthday-vlads-nabokov-and-lenin.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108248066557051661</id><published>2004-04-20T13:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T13:23:44.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Awaiting new developments in narrative theoryScott McLemee pasted this marvelous observation by Michael Bérubé in the commonplace book section of his abundant literary site (&amp; blog), which I've just begun having fun rummaging around in: The truth is that most of my life is spent in tasks so utterly mundane and banal that it would require new developments in narrative theory simply to try to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108248066557051661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108248066557051661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108248066557051661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108248066557051661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/04/awaiting-new-developments-in-narrative.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108240416571792790</id><published>2004-04-19T15:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T15:55:00.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Spalding GrayOne last bit from Crooked Timber, a link to an article in the Houston Press relating an extraordinarily painful story about Spalding Gray's having a sort of nightmarish dissociative episode on stage in Houston last year. I met him once after a benefit show in the Tunnel and spoke about inviting him to do a show at my school. He was absolutely open and cordial about the idea, giving</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108240416571792790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108240416571792790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108240416571792790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108240416571792790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/04/spalding-gray-one-last-bit-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108239793697802262</id><published>2004-04-19T14:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T15:05:19.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Philosopher Action-FiguresWe collect action figures in a desultory way. On display around our house at this moment: Norman Bates (in mom's dress, w/ chef's knife), Freud, Shakespeare, Trinity, Godzilla, Shoe Barbie, Talking Dr. Evil ("Where do I begin? My childhood was typical-- summers in Rangoon, luge lessons; in the Spring we'd make meat helmets"). You can imagine, therefore, how excited I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108239793697802262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108239793697802262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108239793697802262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108239793697802262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/04/philosopher-action-figures-we-collect.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108239531737326823</id><published>2004-04-19T13:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T13:25:20.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You will, Oscar Dept.via Electrolite“People never lie so much as after a hunt, during a war, or before an election.” (Otto von Bismarck)“Every organization appears to be headed by secret agents of its opponents.” (Robert Conquest)“Not forgiving is like drinking rat poison and then waiting for the rat to die.” (Anne Lamott)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108239531737326823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108239531737326823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108239531737326823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108239531737326823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/04/you-will-oscar-dept.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108239441250278759</id><published>2004-04-19T12:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T13:12:14.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Iraq: I was wrong but I was right anywayKieran at Crooked Timber links to Matt Yglesias's post predicting an onslaught of sua culpa pieces:David Brooks offers the first of what I think will be many retrospective I was wrong but I was right anyway articles. The implication here is that though Bush may botch everything in Iraq, Brooks was nevertheless correct to have supported the war because he,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108239441250278759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108239441250278759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108239441250278759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108239441250278759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/04/iraq-i-was-wrong-but-i-was-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108205403021628107</id><published>2004-04-15T18:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T18:18:14.030-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Should we stay or should we go?I readily admit I don't swim as far out as many bloggers in the swells of Iraq analysis, but I do take a daily casual dip in the shallows. It suddenly struck me today as weird that I haven't seen any discussion of using the opportunity of our military occupation to organize and, along with sufficient legitimate U.N. observers, supervise a sweeping [isn't that the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108205403021628107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108205403021628107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108205403021628107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108205403021628107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/04/should-we-stay-or-should-we-go-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108204852730327842</id><published>2004-04-15T13:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T14:05:06.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>String 'em outFor a long time I've been meaning to post something on the search strings by which innocent readers are wafted onto the exuberant shores (originally wrote sores, perhaps shouldn't've corrected) of Mikarrhea. An entry on today's list of referrals finally drove me to it. Somebody typed into the Google in Singapore: cow erection semen.  Why? we don't know. But here's a capture from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108204852730327842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108204852730327842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108204852730327842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108204852730327842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/04/string-em-out-for-long-time-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108185807250968813</id><published>2004-04-14T15:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T15:52:02.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Using the Kalver training cow where?I like to gaze every once and a while . . .  ok, every morning . . .  lovingly upon my inspirational and toothsome Richard Norris. Rereading  his course description yet again for that old thrill, I noticed for the first time (well, I was distracted before) that the following choice sentence has a modifying clause misplaced so gratifyingly it's worth reviewing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108185807250968813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108185807250968813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108185807250968813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108185807250968813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/04/using-kalver-training-cow-where-i-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108185467212697290</id><published>2004-04-14T15:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T15:49:30.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Artificial StupidityRobots Seen As Companions for ElderlyBy YURI KAGEYAMA (AP)...In one of a budding series of robot-therapy sessions at Japanese hospitals and senior citizens' homes, the elderly patients suffer from severe dementia, but their faces light up when they see the dog-shaped robot, swaddled in soft clothing, waddle around the hospital floor. Some clap; others break into feeble </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108185467212697290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108185467212697290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108185467212697290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108185467212697290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/04/artificial-stupidity-robots-seen-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108185096066759934</id><published>2004-04-13T06:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T06:39:32.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Vicissitudes of historyIsn't this pretty much how the Arab Street sees us nowadays? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108185096066759934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108185096066759934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108185096066759934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108185096066759934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/04/vicissitudes-of-history-isnt-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108174236603611882</id><published>2004-04-11T23:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T00:03:26.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another crash on Mulholland DriveI'm totally depressed. My ibook crashed again. Same problem. Just won't boot. Fortunately, I can get into Mulholland Drive, at least, by using it as an external hard drive for one of our other computers. So I don't think I'm gonna lose anything, except patience, peace of mind, pastimes, pleasure, playfulness, and purpose. and all my mirth.Worse, my old </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108174236603611882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108174236603611882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108174236603611882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108174236603611882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/04/another-crash-on-mulholland-drive-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108153251871051952</id><published>2004-04-09T13:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T13:44:44.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Smoked fishI really like it. All kinds. Especially with hot mustard or tabasco sauce.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108153251871051952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108153251871051952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108153251871051952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108153251871051952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/04/smoked-fish-i-really-like-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108148519732052537</id><published>2004-04-09T09:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T10:01:26.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Always read limetree firstEven as I posted selections from Elvis Mitchell's sprightly execration of the new Dawn of the Dead a couple of days ago, I thought I should check Kasey's estimable lime tree first. He had mentioned teaching a course recently on zombies (or, I guess, representations of them), and it occurred to me he might be quick to post smart and interesting observations on the new </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108148519732052537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108148519732052537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108148519732052537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108148519732052537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/04/always-read-limetree-first-even-as-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108147491455288727</id><published>2004-04-08T21:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T21:44:39.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The return of the repressedEr, she's back. With some others. I always kinda liked Troy. I hate Nick.  What a pathetic choice!  Either run a Jessica Simpson concert or a golf tournament?  Uh, can I shoot myself?  At least I'd have a lot more enthusiasm for the project.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108147491455288727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108147491455288727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108147491455288727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108147491455288727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/04/return-of-repressed-er-shes-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108147163912491253</id><published>2004-04-08T20:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T21:11:46.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Onward Civilization MarchesI knew Japan's was a patriarchal society, but . . .via erosblog</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108147163912491253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108147163912491253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108147163912491253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108147163912491253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/04/onward-civilization-marches-i-knew.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108136697179481921</id><published>2004-04-07T15:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-07T15:53:25.856-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sidetracked by Celebrity JeopardyI was starting to tell a story that would eventuate in a rollicking discussion of this fabulous page devoted to musical modality, including some wonderful ancient and medieval theories of modality and also a catchy original composition called "The Phrygian Paraquat Dirge," when I got sidetracked by SNL's Celebrity Jeopardy. This is what I had written: Greta and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108136697179481921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108136697179481921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108136697179481921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108136697179481921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/04/sidetracked-by-celebrity-jeopardy-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108129439076537015</id><published>2004-04-06T20:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T20:55:28.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Do Be CruelI don't know if I've ever mentioned that my favorite film-reviewer is Elvis Mitchell of the Times (you may need to register --free-- to read Times stuff). His writing pops and snaps and spins deliriously, always wise, wry, and deliciously surprising. Plus I almost always agree exactly with him. Plus he's dead gorgeous, as you see.For about a year, I've been collecting files of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108129439076537015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108129439076537015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108129439076537015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108129439076537015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/04/do-be-cruel-i-dont-know-if-ive-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108126875876464042</id><published>2004-04-06T14:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-07T13:28:43.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Foxy LadiesEarlier in the week, Mia had circulated a call to go out Saturday night to strip clubs in Providence (where, unlike in Massachusetts, you can legally have haptic relations (albeit highly ritualized ones) with professionals displaying their labia), so I skipped the final banquet of the Philly conference and flew home. Greta met me at the airport and we zoomed down to Providence, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108126875876464042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108126875876464042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108126875876464042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108126875876464042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/04/foxy-ladies-earlier-in-week-mia-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108120669821604076</id><published>2004-04-05T19:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T19:14:20.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Error messageMy friend James from Omaha sent the following instructions, which return a clever result:Go to google.com, type weapons of mass destruction and click feeling lucky and check out the error message which appears.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108120669821604076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108120669821604076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108120669821604076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108120669821604076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/04/error-message-my-friend-james-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108120647139009291</id><published>2004-04-05T19:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T19:10:33.860-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Everything's fineGreta picked me up at the airport &amp; we went to a strip club in Providence. More on that later.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108120647139009291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108120647139009291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108120647139009291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108120647139009291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/04/everythings-fine-greta-picked-me-up-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108102625727053326</id><published>2004-04-03T16:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T16:20:03.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Airport HiltonHere I am in my room at the Philadelphia Airport Hilton, a bit overhung. Since Thursday I've been attending the annual convention of the International Foundation for Gender Education. This is the fourth hotel room I've occupied in two weeks-- Wyndham Orlando, Sugarloaf Grand Summit, Millennium Bostonian, and Airport Hilton. And this is the only one with unencumbered high speed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108102625727053326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108102625727053326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108102625727053326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108102625727053326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/04/airport-hilton-here-i-am-in-my-room-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108062593329445484</id><published>2004-03-30T00:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T00:54:48.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wisdom in times of terrorThe odds against there being a bomb on a plane are a million to one, and against two bombs a million times a million to one. Next time you fly, cut the odds and take a bomb.— Benny Hillvia Great Aviation Quotes</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108062593329445484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108062593329445484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108062593329445484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108062593329445484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/03/wisdom-in-times-of-terror-odds-against.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108062532090844285</id><published>2004-03-30T00:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T00:44:36.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Is there a typo here somewhere?An ingenious, if poorly denominated, piece of furniture from IKEA.via Grow a Brain.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108062532090844285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108062532090844285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108062532090844285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108062532090844285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/03/is-there-typo-here-somewhere-ingenious.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108061666507602220</id><published>2004-03-29T22:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T22:50:37.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love Richard Rorty (II)The reason I posted some classic Rorty in full throat in the previous entry is that I wanted to post this equally characteristic jeremiad published this week in the London Review of Books without seeming to be singling him out in a gloomy moment. It's not that I disagree with him at this moment as that I find him overly eeyorish. Eeyore was nothing if not pragmatic (in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108061666507602220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108061666507602220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108061666507602220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108061666507602220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-love-richard-rorty-ii-reason-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108061415412596976</id><published>2004-03-29T21:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T21:44:10.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love Richard RortyHere he is in full flower:As I see contemporary philosophy, the great divide is between representationalists, the people who believe that there is an intrinsic nature of non-human reality which humans have a duty to grasp, and antirepresentationalists.  I think F. C. S. Schiller was on the right track when he said that “Pragmatism….is in reality only the application of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108061415412596976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108061415412596976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108061415412596976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108061415412596976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-love-richard-rorty-here-he-is-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108024799510280717</id><published>2004-03-25T16:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T16:05:50.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And there againOoops. Leaving again for the next few days. Back here on Sunday, I think.xoxo</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108024799510280717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108024799510280717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108024799510280717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108024799510280717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/03/and-there-again-ooops.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5701666.post-108024841060849561</id><published>2004-03-25T16:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T16:05:13.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What's the opposite of robbing the cradle?Teenage boys go to worst extremes just to get some head.and below via Dave Barry</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/feeds/108024841060849561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5701666&amp;postID=108024841060849561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108024841060849561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5701666/posts/default/108024841060849561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaelacooper.blogspot.com/2004/03/whats-opposite-of-robbing-cradle.html' title=''/><author><name>Mika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sNKMVNl_EBs/SSXrOOCY0aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mP6lY2GiE_s/S220/mikaguardianangellipsicon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
