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            <title>A Train Kind of Day…</title>
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            <description>Yesterday, I sat all day in the hot sweltering sun down at the railroad museum next to the tracks watching trains.&amp;nbsp; I did have some shelter and shade from the tall wall behind me as the sun hung lower in the sky as the day progressed.&amp;nbsp; I was all set for a day of train watching.&amp;nbsp; I had sunscreen.&amp;nbsp; I had a little mini cooler of ice cold water.&amp;nbsp; Lots of Model Railroader and Wired! magazines to read while waiting on trains. Plenty of cigarettes. And I had packed a lunch of ham sandwiches, granola bars for snacks, and potato chips.&amp;nbsp; I sat on the bench behind the bank where Ferret would always sleep in the summer when he was homeless years ago.&amp;nbsp; I kept thinking of Ferret as I sat there wondering whatever happened to him.&amp;nbsp; Last I heard, his grandfather had ...</description>
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            <pubDate>Sat, 26 Jun 2010 10:40:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>TWiV 58: Nipah virus in ferrets</title>
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            <description>Hosts: Vincent Racaniello, Dick Despommier, Alan Dove, and Joshua Stillman

In episode 58 of the podcast &amp;#8220;This Week in Virology&amp;#8221;, Vincent, Dick, and Alan are joined by emergency medicine physician Dr. Joshua Stillman to talk about passive antibody therapy for Nipah infection in ferrets, annual influenza immunization of children, facemasks to prevent influenza, predicting dengue outbreaks by the weather, and the amazing viral communities in an icy Antarctic lake.
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Post-exposure passive antibody therapy for Nipah virus in ferret
Image above left shows Nipah viral antigen (red) in ferret brain ependymal epithelium
Is yearly influenza vaccination of children ...</description>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 13:55:11 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>TWiV 55: Mice lie, monkeys exaggerate</title>
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            <description>Hosts: Vincent Racaniello, Dick Despommier, Alan Dove, Jason Rodriguez, and Rich Condit

In episode 55 of the podcast &amp;#8220;This Week in Virology&amp;#8221;, the largest TWiV panel ever assembled takes on XMRV and chronic fatigue syndrome, 2009 chemistry Nobel prizes for ribosome structure, finding new poxvirus vaccine candidates, a brouhaha over leaked Canadian data on influenza susceptibility, and transmission of H1N1 influenza to a pet ferret.
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XMRV and chronic fatigue syndrome
XMRV not found in German prostate cancer
 2009 Chemistry Nobel Prize for ribosome structure
New poxvirus vaccines (e! Science and Virology articles &amp;#8211; thanks Jim!)
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            <pubDate>Sun, 25 Oct 2009 19:49:07 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>A Train of a Morning...</title>
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            <description>I drove into West Point this morning hoping to see Big S.&amp;#160; I hadn't seen him in months and George had said he was hanging out at the shopping center across the river.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; No Big S.&amp;#160; It was just too cold at 52 degrees.&amp;#160; I did notice the train signal had just turned yellow meaning a train was on the way.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; I turned around, parked at the bank, and sat on the very same bench where Ferret used to sleep when he was homeless.&amp;#160; How he could get any sleep on that cold concrete I will never know, but he did.&amp;#160;&amp;#160;  Soon, a train came roaring through downtown.&amp;#160; This always perks me up and I get excited.&amp;#160; The train must have been a 100 cars long as it took forever to pass.&amp;#160; I always like the myriad of graffiti on the cars as they roll by.&amp;#160...</description>
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            <pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 14:31:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Pandemic H1N1 influenza virus outcompetes seasonal strains in ferrets</title>
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            <description>When more than one influenza A virus subtype is circulating in humans, as has been the case since 1977, there are several possible outcomes. The viruses might co-circulate, one virus might out-compete another, or co-infection of cells with two viruses can lead to the production of genetically distinct viruses by the process of reassortment of viral RNAs. Experiments have been done in ferrets to determine how the 2009 pandemic H1N1 strain interacts with seasonal H3N2 and H1N1 viruses.
Ferrets were intranasally co-infected with an H1N1 pandemic strain [Ca/04] and either a seasonal H1N1 virus [BR/59] or a seasonal H3N2 virus [BR/10].  One uninfected ferret was placed in the same cage (to allow contact transmission) and a second in another cage separated by a wire mesh (to allow aerosol trans...</description>
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            <pubDate>Thu, 10 Sep 2009 12:00:05 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Is the 2009 H1N1 influenza virus more dangerous than we think?</title>
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            <description>This study shows that is not the case. There is clear evidence the virus is different than seasonal influenza.
I&amp;#8217;m puzzled by this statement. As far as I know, the 2009 H1N1 strain has so far likely infected millions of people, and most have concluded that the disease is no more severe than seasonal influenza. Are mice, ferrets, and non-human primates more reliable indicators of influenza virus virulence than humans?
I agree that the 2009 H1N1 influenza virus does seem to multiply more extensively in the respiratory tract than a seasonal H1N1 strain, as does the 1918 virus. But how many influenza virus strains have been studied in such animals? There are probably others that can replicate in the lower tract of experimental animals but are not very pathogenic in humans.
Two other rese...</description>
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            <pubDate>Wed, 15 Jul 2009 20:09:49 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>TWiV 40: Tamiflu in the water</title>
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            <description>Hosts: Vincent Racaniello, Dick Despommier, and Alan Dove

On episode #40 of the podcast &amp;#8220;This Week in Virology&amp;#8221;, Vincent, Dick, and Alan consider Reston ebolavirus in swine, historical perspective of H1N1 influenza virus emergence and circulation, Tamiflu-resistant H1N1, Tamiflu in Japanese river waters, transmission of H1N1 virus in ferrets, and pneumonia and respiratory failure from H1N1 in Mexico.
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Reston ebolavirus in Philippine swine
Historical perspective on H1N1 virus
Salk&amp;#8217;s 1947 article on flu vaccine failure
Persistent legacy of 1918 H1N1 virus
Tamiflu resistant H1N1 virus (AP article)
Tamiflu in Japanese river waters
H1N1 infecti...</description>
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            <pubDate>Sun, 12 Jul 2009 13:33:58 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>It's those practitioners again</title>
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            <description>Some years ago, a 71 year old patient of mine, who we will call Bob, presented with an acute urinary tract infection. (UTI) Bob is a retired physics teacher, so he is far from stupid, and knows a thing of two about science. He does not have much in the way of a medical history, which is just as well, as he gets very anxious about seeing doctors.I sent an MSU off, and treated his UTI with trimethoprim, and two days later he was better. He was a bit bemused (frightened) that I wanted to do some tests. I explained that we needed to make sure he did not have diabetes, and also we needed to check out his prostate. His blood sugar was normal, but his PSA was slightly raised. His prostate was firmly enlarged, particularly on the left. We have (?had) an excellent urology department locally. Bob sa...</description>
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            <pubDate>Fri, 09 Jan 2009 17:45:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Ferret's Follies...</title>
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            <description>Did some scouting down at Ferret's old homeless campsite this morning with the intent on going camping.&amp;#160; It is by the grand Chattahoochee River within a stones throw of the municipal water treatment plant.&amp;#160; The Homeless Guy's recent article on Nashville's tent city got my interest in camping piqued.&amp;#160; The place is still heavily littered with beer cans, though.&amp;#160; And I would also be trespassing if&amp;#160;I camped there.&amp;#160;  After leaving the campsite, I rode my mountain bike across the highway to the shopping center.&amp;#160; None of the gang regulars were out today. I would have liked to have talked to Big S for a bit.&amp;#160;  There was a call from Rosa when I arrived home.&amp;#160; We haven't talked in weeks and now she is wanting to borrow my car for a day.&amp;#160; No thanks!&amp;#...</description>
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            <pubDate>Fri, 12 Sep 2008 23:50:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>.:Miasma...</title>
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            <description>I saw him walking up to me.&amp;nbsp; Ragged jeans with holes in the knees.&amp;nbsp; A flannel shirt hanging loosely on his skinny frame.&amp;nbsp; The look of a thousand years in his eyes.&amp;nbsp; He looked so old today.&amp;nbsp; It was Ferret.&amp;nbsp; I had just driven to the shopping center to get a gallon of milk from money Mom had given me.&amp;nbsp; I was walking back out when Ferret caught me. &quot;Have you got five bucks?&quot; he asked upon shaking my hand. &quot;Sorry man.&amp;nbsp; I just spent it,&quot; I replied. He looked so tired like he needed to rest.&amp;nbsp; He was breathing heavily and labored. He was gone as soon as he arrived on a quest for money.&amp;nbsp; Was it for beer?&amp;nbsp; Was it for mouthwash?&amp;nbsp; Who knows!&amp;nbsp; I wish there was something I could do for my friend.&amp;nbsp; To release him from the miasma that i...</description>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 06 May 2008 15:01:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Chill in the Air...</title>
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            <description>It is cloudy and overcast this morning.&amp;nbsp; There is a chill in the air.&amp;nbsp; I even went so far as to turn on the heat inside my home to 78.&amp;nbsp; I like it warm.&amp;nbsp; Much of the country has seen chilly weather this spring.&amp;nbsp; Just this week it snowed in Utah.&amp;nbsp; There was snow on the blossoms.&amp;nbsp; We can't even get snow in the dead of winter that is February.&amp;nbsp; I've been thinking a lot about Ferret and Big S.&amp;nbsp; I talked to Rosa again this morning and she told me, &quot;That Ferret is crazy as hell.&quot;&amp;nbsp; I laughed cause he is.&amp;nbsp; I long to hang out with my friends, but know it is not for the best.&amp;nbsp; I just can't be around all that drinking and carrying on.&amp;nbsp; Still, I long to hang out down at the shopping center and to pass the time (so key!).&amp;nbsp; I've spent ...</description>
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            <pubDate>Sun, 04 May 2008 15:12:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Tempted By The Darkside...</title>
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            <description>It has been a really long time since I have been tempted to drink.&amp;nbsp; Far too long to remember the last time.&amp;nbsp; I was tempted this morning as I sat with Big S and Ferret in front of the convenience store run by the middle eastern men.&amp;nbsp; &quot;One drink ain't gonna hurt ya!&quot; Ferret exclaimed as we sat there on the curb. He pulled out a malt liquor bottle from his backpack and pushed it towards me. &quot;One drink.&amp;nbsp; Try it,&quot; he said. I didn't drink it, though.&amp;nbsp; I pushed the bottle away.&amp;nbsp; I was more interested in Ferret's new apartment in the same apartment complex as Rosa.&amp;nbsp; &quot;My grandfather is paying my rent,&quot; he told me. &quot;So, your disability money goes to beer?&quot; I asked. &quot;Yeah, that is about right,&quot; Ferret said. I chuckled.&amp;nbsp; One of the nice things about Ferret is hi...</description>
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            <pubDate>Thu, 24 Apr 2008 17:11:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Grumpy Old Men...</title>
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            <description>Johnnie Watts was grumbling as I left work today.&amp;nbsp; I don't know why my father continues to employ him.&amp;nbsp; Dad will often call him crazy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He was filling the coke machine outside as he complained about how fast people drove on highway 29.&amp;nbsp; &quot;These people are gonna cause a wreck!&quot; he moaned.&amp;nbsp; I smiled as I passed him.&amp;nbsp; &quot;Grumpy old man.&quot;&amp;nbsp; An old blog of mine was once called &quot;The Grumpy &quot;Old&quot; Man&quot;.&amp;nbsp; I thought you all might want to know that. I got in the delivery van with my box of prescriptions.&amp;nbsp; All the deliveries were in the Valley so that made it easy on me.&amp;nbsp; This is the time I most enjoy about work.&amp;nbsp; I turn on AM talk radio.&amp;nbsp; Light up a cigarette.&amp;nbsp; And do my deliveries as I drive. Soon, I was back at the pharmacy to get m...</description>
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            <pubDate>Thu, 17 Apr 2008 23:09:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Dodging the Bulls...</title>
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            <description>Spent most of my morning down at the railyard. Saw several trains and talked to some of the railroad workers. &quot;You know you're trespassing,&quot; one of the workers said.&quot;Yeah, I know,&quot; I replied. &quot;But my love of trains surpasses my fear of being arrested.&quot;&quot;We don't care, but the Bulls do,&quot; he told me. The Bulls being the railroad police.I kept expecting to see Ferret come crawling out of the woods nearby where I sat. I buried my head in this month's Railroad Model Craftsman as I nursed a diet coke and smoked cigarillos. Work last night was routine. One of the girls had brought a big pan of homemade cinnamon buns for all the employees to eat. They were heavenly. I managed to down two myself and shot my diet to hell. I am still hovering around 215 pounds. I left for my deliveries before closing....</description>
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            <pubDate>Wed, 02 Apr 2008 17:53:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Rambling Man...</title>
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            <description>Spent most of the morning washing and detailing Rosa's and my cars.&amp;nbsp; Rosa's car looks like brand new and is running in tip-top shape.&amp;nbsp; Rosa has learned that the price of gas has been a rude awakening, though.&amp;nbsp; Earlier in the day, I ran into Ferret.&amp;nbsp; He was wanting me to take him to the truck stop for a shower.&amp;nbsp; I said I couldn't as I didn't know what time my mother would be coming this afternoon with my groceries.&amp;nbsp; Ferret badly needs a shower.&amp;nbsp; You can smell him from several feet away.&amp;nbsp; It is starting to hinder his ability to buy beer in convenience stores.&amp;nbsp; (Source: The 4th Avenue Blues)</description>
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            <pubDate>Fri, 15 Feb 2008 18:41:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Not My Forte...</title>
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            <description>I've been kind of obsessive in my talk of work these past two days.&amp;#160; I apologize.&amp;#160; I know you all are growing tired of it.&amp;#160; I promise to get down to the shopping center in the morning and get up some gang tales.&amp;#160; I, myself, am interested to see how Ferret is doing and will take him some more food tomorrow.&amp;#160; I am actually looking forward to seeing that old schiester, Big S, as well.&amp;#160; (Source: The 4th Avenue Blues)</description>
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            <pubDate>Fri, 08 Feb 2008 01:46:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Teetering on the Edge...</title>
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            <description>I just took Ferret some sandwiches.&amp;#160; I had noticed this morning that he looked like he has lost a lot of weight.&amp;#160; I parked at the railroad museum and made my way back to his campsite which is just beyond the railyard.&amp;#160;  &amp;quot;Lunch,&amp;quot; I said loudly as I walked up to his tent so as not to startle him.&amp;#160; Big S said he was back down here and he was.&amp;#160; I could hear him stirring in his tent. He had gotten drunk enough where he wanted to sleep it off.&amp;#160;&amp;#160;  Ferret poked his head out of his tent.&amp;#160; And then proceeded to teeter on his knees as he urinated out his tent at the threshold of it's door.&amp;#160; I could help but laugh.&amp;#160; He was pretty drunk. &amp;quot;You hungry, man?&amp;quot; I asked. &amp;quot;What did you bring?&amp;quot; Ferret asked, slurring his words some...</description>
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            <pubDate>Wed, 06 Feb 2008 20:20:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Foolhardy...</title>
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            <description>Ferret had been drinking earnestly since last night.&amp;#160; I watched him carefully for signs of being drunk.&amp;#160; There was a swagger in his step.&amp;#160; His voice was slurred.&amp;#160; He was loud, boisterous, and foolhardy. &amp;quot;Just how much have you had to drink?&amp;quot; I finally asked him. &amp;quot;Dat nigga sho can drink!&amp;quot; Big S chimed in, laughing, as I said that.  &amp;quot;I had a twelve pack of ice beer last night and one during this morning's storm,&amp;quot; Ferret told me.  &amp;quot;Jesus,&amp;quot; I muttered.  Ferret slinked off towards the convenience store to buy a pack of cigarettes.&amp;#160; Big S began to ask me about Kevin, the homeless guy.&amp;#160; Big S is fascinated that I have an online life revolving around blogs.&amp;#160; I told him Kevin was still doing the same crazy shit he has alway...</description>
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            <pubDate>Wed, 06 Feb 2008 18:28:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Rife with Innuendo</title>
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            <description>The rumor mill down at the shopping center was going full force this morning.&amp;nbsp; Big S always had a penchant for meddling and gossiping.&amp;nbsp; The rumor was that Ferret has a well-to-do grandfather who is supporting him financially.&amp;nbsp; During Ferret's first stint at homelessness, he was on disability.&amp;nbsp; He got a place to stay and a job with Kentucky Fried Chicken.&amp;nbsp; I assumed he was utilizing the ticket to work program.&amp;nbsp; I've wondered where Ferret gets all his money from.&amp;nbsp; He seems to have an inexhaustible supply of cash to drink with.&amp;nbsp; He will often drink non-wino/homeless-exorbitant beers and liquors such as Budweiser and Southern Comfort, respectively. &quot;Dat niggas got a sugah daddy!&quot; Big S exclaimed to me. I always shudder at Ferret's and Big S's use of that...</description>
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            <pubDate>Sat, 02 Feb 2008 15:55:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Don't Stop the Drinks...</title>
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            <description>My worst skepticism and fears rang true this morning.&amp;nbsp; Ferret was back to his old drinking ways.&amp;nbsp; I was not surprised.&amp;nbsp; It took many tries for me to get sober. &quot;Don't get on to me,&quot; Ferret told me looking ashamed. &quot;You're an alcoholic and alcoholics drink,&quot; was my reply. Ferret was in a good mood, though.&amp;nbsp; We both began to laugh as Big S stood up and bent over to pick something off the ground and ripped his pants.&amp;nbsp; &quot;That's what you call being too big for your britches,&quot; Ferret said laughing as he slapped me on my knee. &quot;You both shut the hell up,&quot; Big S said as he then slinked off towards home to change. &quot;How much have you had to drink?&quot; I then asked Ferret. &quot;Two forty ounces of malt liquor,&quot; Ferret replied. &quot;You can always go to a meeting with me tomorrow,&quot; I told...</description>
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            <pubDate>Thu, 31 Jan 2008 17:46:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Doing the rounds</title>
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            <description>A quick look at what some other bloggers are saying about the NHS.Calling quacktitioners everywhere – the Ferret Fancier is taking a look at the destruction of the NHS and the British medical profession. Why pay a doctor to do something that can equally well be done by a monkey?Wat Tyler demonstrates that the legions of newly appointed, high-salaried quacktitioners are draining the coffers without improving health care. GPs may have saved a few bob by increasing generic prescribing but the huge incentive payments they have received to chase government targets have been money wasted.And finally, in “It’s bugging me”, The Devil (in whose hands the humble apostropohe is forever safe) exposes government dishonesty about MRSA (Source: NHS Blog Doctor)</description>
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            <pubDate>Thu, 31 Jan 2008 11:19:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Change of Heart</title>
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            <description>&quot;Can I go to AA with you today?&quot; Ferret asked me a moment ago. &quot;I thought you said AA was nothing but a bunch of brain washed religious idiots,&quot; I replied. &quot;I just need a helping hand,&quot; Ferret told me. &quot;I haven't been drinking today.&quot; I told Ferret to meet me on the corner of Cherry Drive at 11:30 AM.&amp;nbsp; I am astounded he is going with me.&amp;nbsp; We are going to the noon meeting in Lagrange.&amp;nbsp; I am also going to get an application from the McDonald's on West Point Road in Lagrange.&amp;nbsp; It would be a lengthy drive to work, but I am open to anything.&amp;nbsp; I am hoping Ferret will fill out an application as well.&amp;nbsp; He left Kentucky Fried Chicken under good terms when he worked there.&amp;nbsp; (Source: The 4th Avenue Blues)</description>
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            <pubDate>Wed, 30 Jan 2008 15:28:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Success is Not For Me Alone...</title>
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            <description>Had a long discussion with Ferret this morning about getting sober.&amp;nbsp; &quot;How did you get sober for so long?&quot; he asked me. &quot;My parents helped.&amp;nbsp; They wouldn't allow me to have my disability money and that curtailed my drinking.&amp;nbsp; I am not very gregarious about making money and thus had to do without. I just couldn't drink.&quot; &quot;Didn't that piss you off?&quot; Ferret asked. &quot;I was furious,&quot; I replied. &quot;I felt like a small child, but I was also acting like an insolent child when I was drinking.&quot; &quot;I could get a home if I quit drinking,&quot; Ferret said. &quot;I am spending a fortune on beer and wine.&quot; We then talked about Clara and how she got sober.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ferret wasn't too keen on the idea of staying at the Rescue Mission in Columbus.&amp;nbsp; He said he couldn't deal with all those crazy and dru...</description>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 29 Jan 2008 17:57:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Mission of Mercy</title>
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            <description>Ferret asked me this morning to drive him down to Perlis truck stop for a shower.&amp;nbsp; I think the shower cost $7 dollars he said.&amp;nbsp; It was a long drive down the interstate without my radio as it says I need to enter a code to get it to work (some anti-theft bullshit).&amp;nbsp; They unhooked the battery when they changed the locks on my car.&amp;nbsp; I suspect I will have to take it to the dealership and fork out moolah to get it fixed. Ferret looked like a new man after a shower and shave.&amp;nbsp; I dropped him off at the laundromat in town so he could launder the clothes in a big black plastic trash bag he was totting around.&amp;nbsp; &quot;I am still going to get a home,&quot; he told me fiercely as he got out of my car. &quot;Keep talking like that and you will,&quot; I replied as I bid him goodbye. I drove off...</description>
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            <pubDate>Sat, 26 Jan 2008 20:43:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>4 Wheels of Envy</title>
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            <description>It is so nice to be able to drive down to the shopping center.&amp;nbsp; A car can make me so lazy when it comes to walking.&amp;nbsp; It was quite a lengthy walk down there. Ferret was asking me about my car this morning and it was making me uncomfortable.&amp;nbsp; I am so suspicious these days.&amp;nbsp; &quot;How did you get that car?&quot; he asked. &quot;My parents gave it to me,&quot; I replied. &quot;How many miles on it?&quot; &quot;92,000.&quot; &quot;You're are spoiled fucking rotten,&quot; Ferret said. &quot;That car is like brand new for a Honda.&amp;nbsp; You are a daddy's boy.&quot; &quot;Bah!&quot; I said as I got up to walk away.&amp;nbsp; It was time for the job hunt.&amp;nbsp; Mom is coming by to take me to buy gas for my car.&amp;nbsp; I plan on hitting up some of the local businesses for a job.&amp;nbsp; It is what Ferret should be doing instead of berating me for my good ...</description>
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            <pubDate>Fri, 25 Jan 2008 16:30:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Fun Times...</title>
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            <description>Ferret was in a rare good mood this morning.&amp;nbsp; He has been so dour lately. &quot;I am going to get a home,&quot; he fiercely told me as he sipped on a 40 ounce of malt liquor this morning. &quot;I swear. I am.&quot; &quot;Good,&quot; I replied. &quot;You can do anything if you put your mind to it.&quot; &quot;How did Clara get a home?&quot; Ferret then asked. &quot;I got her a ride down to Columbus and she went into a program for homeless alcoholics at the Rescue Mission.&quot; &quot;Do they take men?&quot; &quot;Yes, they have a men's program.&amp;nbsp; I almost went to join myself about a year ago when I couldn't quit drinking.&quot; &quot;It has been so cold lately and I feel cold all the time.&amp;nbsp; Always shivering and having to wear layers of clothes.&amp;nbsp; And I stink.&quot; I was expecting Ferret to ask me to take him out to the truck stop for a shower, but he didn't.&amp;n...</description>
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            <pubDate>Wed, 23 Jan 2008 18:43:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Obsessions...</title>
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            <description>Rosa was being kind of demure on the phone early this morning.&amp;nbsp; Lots of sexual innuendo going on.&amp;nbsp; I wasn't interested and wanted to talk about homelessness. &quot;You are obsessed,&quot; Rosa finally told me. &quot;All you think about is homelessness.&quot; I just smiled, hung up the phone, and went to tell Maggie I loved her.&amp;nbsp; Maggie loves me, obsessions and all. This morning no one was down at the shopping center which was odd.&amp;nbsp; I was feeling overly social and wanted to live vicariously through Ferret's experiences.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to hear all about the beer he drank the previous night.&amp;nbsp; The sleeping in his tent.&amp;nbsp; That first cup of alcoholic coffee in the morning he always has.&amp;nbsp; I started to realize Rosa was right.&amp;nbsp; I have an unhealthy obsession about things homeless ...</description>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 22 Jan 2008 20:37:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Model Railroader Supreme!</title>
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            <description>Freight after freight was rolling through town this morning.&amp;nbsp; I took picture after picture until my camera's batteries gave out.&amp;nbsp; I love, love, love trains and get so excited about Model Railroading.&amp;nbsp; I dream of turning my computer room into a small model railroad empire some day; the Chattahoochee Valley Railway. I also get a lot of derision from Ferret and the gang about my love for trains.&amp;nbsp; They see it as childish.&amp;nbsp; I just laugh it off, though, and go about my business. Ferret spent the morning sitting in Merl's diner drinking coffee and staying warm.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to join him, but I am saving what is left of my blog advertising cash.&amp;nbsp; I watched as he walked up to the shopping center around lunch. &quot;Cold night?&quot; I asked, knowing the temperature got down to ...</description>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 21 Jan 2008 20:06:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>No Camping Tonight and a Missive to Ferret...</title>
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            <description>Dad has yet to arrive with my meds and it is dusk.&amp;nbsp; I don't think I am going to hike down in the dark only to stumble in the woods trying to set up my tent.&amp;nbsp; It was fun planning and preparing for my trip though.&amp;nbsp; What I wrote Ferret tonight to give to him when I arrived.&amp;nbsp; It was a brainstorm thing.&amp;nbsp; I feel people like Ferret and I have lost those basic fundamental skills in life that allow the majority of people to keep a home.&amp;nbsp;  How to keep a home.... Getting a home is not hard.&amp;nbsp; You have to sober up.&amp;nbsp; Take your meds.&amp;nbsp; And go to the doctor.&amp;nbsp; Work falls into place after your sobriety and mental health is restored.&amp;nbsp; Taking your medications can be the hardest part as the nature of our illnesses automatically makes all medications suspect...</description>
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            <pubDate>Sun, 20 Jan 2008 23:32:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Amazing...</title>
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            <description>I ran into Ferret this morning at the shopping center.&amp;nbsp; Amazingly, he braved last night's snow and cold in his tent. &quot;My feet got numb, but other than that, I was fine,&quot; he said. &quot;It was hard getting up this morning though.&amp;nbsp; I had a terrible hangover.&quot; It was 30 degrees this morning as we sat briefly talking.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't stand the cold for long and went to do some shopping in the grocery store.&amp;nbsp; I kept thinking of Ferret and how raw and visceral his experience must have been.&amp;nbsp; I have often been an arm chair survivalist and dreamt of walking in Ferret's shoes.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I bought Ferret a roast beef sandwich from the deli and handed it to him as I walked past leaving the store. &quot;Thanks, bro,&quot; he told me. &quot;I am coming to do some camping with you,&quot; I told him. &quot;Bring...</description>
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            <pubDate>Sun, 20 Jan 2008 19:21:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>The Snow is Softly Falling</title>
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            <description>The snow is really coming down now.&amp;nbsp; I thought it would never start.&amp;nbsp; I put a video up on the weather blog of it.&amp;nbsp; Most people don't realize how exceedingly rare this is for us.&amp;nbsp; It may not snow again for another five years.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am worried about Ferret.&amp;nbsp; He is sitting down in that tent by the river most likely getting drunk and oblivious to the weather.&amp;nbsp; It is supposed to get down to 17 degrees tonight.&amp;nbsp; His sleeping bag is rated at 20 degrees.&amp;nbsp; He was mumbling something about staying with his mother if the weather got bad.&amp;nbsp; I hope he does.&amp;nbsp; (Source: The 4th Avenue Blues)</description>
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            <pubDate>Sat, 19 Jan 2008 17:07:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Like Moths to a Flame...</title>
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            <description>There are several shopping centers in town.&amp;nbsp; The one I frequent has a few restaurants, two dollar stores, a grocery store, and some hair/nail salons.&amp;nbsp; I was asking Ferret this morning what draws us all down here everyday.&amp;nbsp; Ferret shrugged and said, &quot;It is just the place to be.&amp;nbsp; Everybody knows this is where to hang out.&quot; I mused for a minute about how it is the only shopping center with benches.&amp;nbsp; &quot;George came everyday for the patrons,&quot; I replied. &quot;The grocery store was good business for him.&quot; &quot;Why do you come down here?&quot; Ferret asked as he took a long drag from his cigarette. I didn't tell him the truth -- that I come down here as some odd amateur social scientist chronicling their tales and adventures to be put on a weblog or blog.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;I like the company,...</description>
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            <pubDate>Thu, 17 Jan 2008 18:57:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>La Policia!</title>
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            <description>The police were out in force this morning.&amp;nbsp; Crime has been on the upswing in this small town and it was nice seeing them so active.&amp;nbsp; It made Ferret nervous though. &quot;The police are so fucked up,&quot; he told me. &quot;Bunch of busy bodies.&quot; &quot;I just hope I get my car back tomorrow,&quot; I replied. I told Ferret about the weather for today.&amp;nbsp; Something he never keeps up with. &quot;It should be raining after lunch,&quot; I told him. &quot;What are you going to do?&quot; &quot;Lay in my tent, drink beer, and listen to the radio,&quot; he told me. Ah, I so envy him.&amp;nbsp; That would be the perfect day of relaxation for me.&amp;nbsp; To lay in my warm sleeping bag, sipping suds, and listening to that terrible right-wing radio that makes me smile.&amp;nbsp; It crossed my mind that I would take my tent down to the woods and join Ferr...</description>
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            <pubDate>Wed, 16 Jan 2008 16:56:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Close Encounters of the Drinking Kind...</title>
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            <description>&quot;Go get us breakfast,&quot; Big S told me as he handed me a ten dollar bill this morning.&amp;nbsp; This charitable side of Big S was so surprising.&amp;nbsp; Big S normally only thinks about numero uno.&amp;nbsp; I walked the short walk down to Merl's diner and purchased four bacon, egg, and cheese biscuits.&amp;nbsp; I pitched in a little of my own paltry stash of blog advertising cash to buy three coffees.&amp;nbsp; I watched hungrily as the lady behind the counter prepared everything.&amp;nbsp; Merl's was hopping this morning.&amp;nbsp; The loud clinking of dishes being washed could be heard over the din of diners talking.&amp;nbsp; The smell of frying bacon and brewing coffee permeated the air.&amp;nbsp; &quot;Thanks,&quot; I said with a broad grin as the attendant handed me my bag of biscuits and my to-go tray of coffee.&amp;nbsp; I hurr...</description>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 15 Jan 2008 18:47:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Warm Hands, Warm Hearts</title>
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            <description>&quot;Here, take this,&quot; I told Ferret this morning. &quot;It is a hand warmer.&amp;nbsp; It kept my hands toasty warm all during my homeless days.&amp;nbsp; It feels great down your front pocket.&quot; &quot;Thanks,&quot; Ferret said grabbing it. &quot;It is already warm.&quot; &quot;I lit it before I left the house.&amp;nbsp; Should be good for another six hours or so.&quot; Sometimes it's the little things that mean the most when your homeless.&amp;nbsp; Warm hands on a cold day.&amp;nbsp; Hot, nourishing food in your belly.&amp;nbsp; And yes, beer for what ails you if I must digress. It was cold this morning.&amp;nbsp; The kind of damp cold that seeps into your bones.&amp;nbsp; So cold that Big S didn't make an appearance at the shopping center.&amp;nbsp; Ferret was sitting down there, though.&amp;nbsp; &quot;How did you sleep?&quot; I asked him living vicariously through his wor...</description>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 14 Jan 2008 20:02:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>The Homestead...</title>
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            <description>Spent some time this morning in the cold helping Ferret carry the last of his belongings to his campsite.&amp;nbsp; The campsite is a mess and looks just like some ne'er do well homeless person has set up home. Beer cans are everywhere.&amp;nbsp; An old fire pit sits with half burned trash hanging out of it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ferret's belongings are scattered about under a tarp tied between trees.&amp;nbsp; &quot;You're going to draw attention to yourself,&quot; I warned Ferret. He didn't seem too concerned.&amp;nbsp; It is paramount to be stealthy when homeless.&amp;nbsp; The cold is already getting to him.&amp;nbsp; Ferret walked all the way down to Wal-Mart to buy some warmer clothes.&amp;nbsp; He changed in the bathroom and threw his perfectly good clothes away in the trash can. &quot;I didn't want to have to carry them,&quot; Ferret told...</description>
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            <pubDate>Sun, 13 Jan 2008 19:00:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Happy</title>
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            <description>It is lunchtime Saturday at the shopping center.&amp;nbsp; The regulars are all abuzz about the grocery store having a new manager.&amp;nbsp; My old boss, Jay, has gotten a promotion to regional manager.&amp;nbsp; He always was a great guy who worked his ass off.&amp;nbsp; &quot;Here come's the money,&quot; Big S tells me with a feverish grin. &quot;Ah, you think you can start back panhandling,&quot; I reply. &quot;At least for a little while,&quot; Big S says. Ferret soon comes sauntering up with Dexter.&amp;nbsp; Ferret doesn't have to panhandle.&amp;nbsp; With no bills, his disability allotment keeps him in drink.&amp;nbsp; And panhandling is always about addiction and not true need.&amp;nbsp; Big S panhandles to help pay for his expensive premium cigarette habit.&amp;nbsp; &quot;Damn,&quot; Ferret tells me. &quot;It was cold as shit this morning.&quot; &quot;Maybe that will ...</description>
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            <pubDate>Sat, 12 Jan 2008 18:57:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Laughable at Best...</title>
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            <description>Listening to Coast to Coast AM this morning out of Portland, Oregon as I drink my coffee and smoke cigars.&amp;nbsp; George Noory has on someone who claims to build time machines and sells them.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't help but smile at the amount of bullshit being bantered about. I can imagine George trying hard to keep a straight face as this guy talks and George has heard it all.&amp;nbsp; I know he wants to burst out laughing.&amp;nbsp; I went for another long walk this morning.&amp;nbsp; I just haven't been able to sleep at night lately -- mainly the early mornings.&amp;nbsp; This afternoon will find me curled up in the bed with Maggie sleeping no doubt.&amp;nbsp; I did stop by my favorite convenience store this morning for some hot chocolate, and heard some disheartening news about Ferret. &quot;I had to quit serving y...</description>
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            <pubDate>Sat, 12 Jan 2008 11:36:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Crash and Boom!</title>
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            <description>&quot;You should have seen and heard the thunder and lightning last night,&quot; Ferret said this afternoon. &quot;Nature put on a grand show!&quot; &quot;Did you stay dry in your tent?&quot; I asked. &quot;Perfectly dry,&quot; Ferret replied. I was envious of Ferret.&amp;nbsp; I love nothing more than camping in arduous weather.&amp;nbsp; I've been thinking of starting back my camping forays.&amp;nbsp; &quot;What were you drinking last night?&quot; I then asked. &quot;Natural Light Ice,&quot; Ferret replied. &quot;The king of beers!&quot; I laughed and shook my head.&amp;nbsp; The king of beers for alcoholics was what I was thinking.&amp;nbsp; These ice beers are specifically formulated for heavy drinkers and to appeal to someone who has an alcohol problem. I finally left Ferret to walk to Rosa's house.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't get her to the door so I headed on home.&amp;nbsp; She must h...</description>
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            <pubDate>Fri, 11 Jan 2008 20:01:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Aimlessly, We Wander...</title>
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            <description>This afternoon found me aimlessly occupying the bench next to the dollar store.&amp;nbsp; Rosa was with me.&amp;nbsp; She loves to hang out down there and smoke cigarettes.&amp;nbsp; We had just eaten a lunch of tuna sandwiches at Rosa's house.&amp;nbsp; &quot;This is just like my homeless days, except there are few homeless people,&quot; she told me. &quot;You are forgetting Ferret,&quot; I replied. &quot;He's homeless by choice. He doesn't count,&quot; Rosa responded. I laughed.&amp;nbsp; I had heard from Clara this morning and was telling Big S about it. &quot;She has turned her life around,&quot; I said. &quot;She is still sober, going to outpatient treatment, and attending A.A. meetings.&quot; &quot;Damn,&quot; Big S replied. &quot;That is hard to believe.&amp;nbsp; She was worse than Ferret when it comes to drinking.&quot; &quot;Believe it, my friend,&quot; I said. Now, Rosa has expres...</description>
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            <pubDate>Thu, 10 Jan 2008 21:47:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>A Walk in the Park...</title>
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            <description>I left Rosa in the bed early this morning unable to sleep.&amp;nbsp; The wee hours of the morning found me sitting in my favorite park, smoking cigarillos, and enjoying this warm air -- a mild, pleasant stretch of weather to revel in. &quot;Your blessed,&quot; I thought to myself as I listened to Coast to Coast AM, and took great, hardy drags of smoke from my cigar. &quot;Things have been so good lately I don't think you know how to handle it, or to enjoy it to it's fullest. Savor this time in your life.&quot; Far too often my life was arduous and full of strife.&amp;nbsp; Drunken debauchery.&amp;nbsp; An unwell mind.&amp;nbsp; Strained relations with my family.&amp;nbsp; It all added up to me being a bundle of nerves and raw emotion.&amp;nbsp; A great, tense miasmic mess of a human being.&amp;nbsp; To my surprise Ferret was sitting out...</description>
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            <pubDate>Thu, 10 Jan 2008 11:19:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Storms Pass, Life Goes On...</title>
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            <description>The storms last night came in with a whimper by the time they reached Eastern Alabama.&amp;nbsp; We didn't even get much rain.&amp;nbsp; I was relieved for Ferret's sake.&amp;nbsp; I walked down to the shopping center this morning to check on him.&amp;nbsp; He was no worse for wear. &quot;My mother is buying me a tent,&quot; Ferret told me after I had sat awhile. &quot;I talked to her today.&quot; &quot;Why don't you move in with your mother?&quot; I asked. &quot;I'm not moving in with that alcoholic bitch,&quot; he replied. Alcoholism tens to run in families and Ferret's is one of the best examples.&amp;nbsp; According to Ferret, his grandmother was a severe alcoholic and so is his mother.&amp;nbsp; I've met Ferret's mother once and she was drunk out of her gourd.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I don't blame Ferret for not wanting to live with her as he has done in the ...</description>
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            <pubDate>Wed, 09 Jan 2008 18:46:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>The Birth of a Homeless Man...</title>
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            <description>Big S told me at lunch that Ferret was seen walking down to the woods with a grocery cart of his belongings.&amp;nbsp; He &quot;borrowed&quot; the cart from the grocery store's parking lot at the shopping center. &quot;He had everything,&quot; Big S said. &quot;He was asking where you were so you could buy him a tent.&amp;nbsp; He was also drunk as a son of a bitch.&quot; &quot;I can't even afford a chocolate bar these days,&quot; I told Big S. &quot;I've had to borrow money from Rosa to cook meals.&quot; I walked on down to the woods beyond the railroad museum.&amp;nbsp; There sat Ferret getting drunk amidst his gear about a hundred yards from the clearing and the tracks.&amp;nbsp; &quot;It is a beautiful day!&quot; Ferret exclaimed drunkenly. It was nice.&amp;nbsp; The temperature was in the sixties and it had yet to start raining.&amp;nbsp; Ferret had a tarp tied to fo...</description>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 08 Jan 2008 18:29:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Full of Hope and Dreams...</title>
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            <description>&quot;What are you doing?&quot; Rosa asked me early this morning.&quot;I am on Honda.com looking at the new Civic coupe Si,&quot; I replied.&quot;Oh, that is beautiful,&quot; Rosa said looking closely at the screen. &quot;I love that color blue.&quot;&quot;You know,&quot; I said. &quot;For so long I couldn't even afford a pack of cigarettes and now I am looking at new cars. It is strange, but it feels good. I hope to start work again soon.&quot;Rosa hugged me and kissed me on the top of my head. &quot;You're gonna be okay, kiddo,&quot; she said. I walked Rosa home this morning and made a beeline straight to the shopping center which is near Rosa's house. I knew either Ferret or Big S would be out there and they both were.&quot;What's up, man?&quot; Ferret asked me as I walked up.&quot;I am worried about you, dude,&quot; I replied. &quot;Oh, about the homelessness?&quot;&quot;Yeah,&quot; I said. &quot;I...</description>
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            <pubDate>Sun, 06 Jan 2008 18:40:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Into the Breach, Dear Friend!</title>
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            <description>It was another cold morning at the shopping center.&amp;nbsp; Ferret and I sat drinking coffee and people watching.&amp;nbsp; Ferret told me this morning that he was going to be homeless again.&amp;nbsp; He said it so matter-of-factly that I didn't quite know how to take it.&amp;nbsp; &quot;They're foreclosing on my crackhead landlord's house,&quot; he said as if it was just a passing thought. &quot;What about the apartments up the street?&quot; I asked, worried. &quot;Surely, you can rent one of those.&quot; &quot;Those places are a dump,&quot; Ferret replied huffily. &quot;Besides, I kind of like being homeless.&amp;nbsp; I have more money for beer.&quot; I started to make a mental list of what Ferret needed.&amp;nbsp; He needs a new tent and a much warmer sleeping bag.&amp;nbsp; Luckily, the dreaded Wal-Mart has those items.&amp;nbsp; He also needs some heavier cloth...</description>
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            <pubDate>Fri, 04 Jan 2008 17:12:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Cold Comfort...</title>
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            <description>It was cold down at the shopping center today.&amp;nbsp; So cold that my coffee would only stay hot for a short time.&amp;nbsp; Ferret joined me as we shivered and sat just outside the automatic doors of the grocery store.&amp;nbsp; With each opening of those doors, we would get a blast of warm and comforting air. It felt wonderful. Ferret was drinking today as is pretty common for him.&amp;nbsp; He was pouring liberal dollops of Southern Comfort liquor into his coffee.&amp;nbsp; My old alcoholic brain went into overtime as various drunken scenarios played out in my mind.&amp;nbsp; That alcoholic coffee sure looked good.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I would have loved nothing more than to take a few stiff drinks to chase the cold away.&amp;nbsp; I didn't though.&amp;nbsp; I've come too far. I am too scared of those terrible anxiety attac...</description>
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            <pubDate>Thu, 03 Jan 2008 19:08:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>I Wanna New Drug...</title>
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            <description>&quot;I wanna get fucked up,&quot; Ferret told me grinning furiously a moment ago down at the shopping center. &quot;I wanna get blitzed out of my mind.&amp;nbsp; I don't want to remember tomorrow.&quot; It has been a warm day.&amp;nbsp; Quite a few of the gang were down at the shopping center after lunch.&amp;nbsp; Ferret. Dexter. Big S. Cap w/Tag Guy. Rosa.&amp;nbsp; The after Christmas sales had brought in a lot of foot traffic.&amp;nbsp; &quot;I want a drug that makes me happy and doesn't destroy my life,&quot; was what I told Ferret. &quot;It would be my soma.&quot; Ferret jumped up and pulled on his cap. &quot;I'm headed for the liquor store.&amp;nbsp; You coming?&quot; &quot;No,&quot; I replied. &quot;I can't&quot; I watched as Ferret briskly walked off.&amp;nbsp; It was a long walk across the river to Big John's package store.&amp;nbsp; Not one that I relished, having walked that p...</description>
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            <pubDate>Sat, 29 Dec 2007 20:45:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>A Train Kind of Morning...</title>
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            <description>It has been a quiet day.&amp;nbsp; Most of my morning was spent down at the train tracks and rail yard getting lost in taking pictures of trains and doing what I so love.&amp;nbsp; I so needed to get out of the house and that helped.&amp;nbsp; Don't think the thought didn't cross my mind to jump aboard a slow freight and set out on a journey, though! Nearby was Ferret's old homeless campsite and I walked into the woods to look.&amp;nbsp; Faded beer cans still littered the ground and what was left of Ferret's tent sadly lay deflated and covered with leaves.&amp;nbsp; I have often thought of going camping down here, but the cold keeps me chased inside.&amp;nbsp; I used to be such a stalwart camper despite the elements.&amp;nbsp; I've gotten soft these days.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Came home and read for hours about recovery.&amp;nbsp;...</description>
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            <pubDate>Sat, 29 Dec 2007 17:41:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Ferret was Right!</title>
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            <description>Ferret was drunk today.&amp;nbsp; What is about the holidays that brings on the worst in us mentally ill people?&amp;nbsp; I can honestly say, though, that my anxiety attacks have cured me of my urge to drink.&amp;nbsp; &quot;Just be glad you are not sleeping in a garage,&quot; Ferret told me after I told him my tale of woe about my car getting stolen. &quot;You're right,&quot; I said. &quot;I am truly lucky.&quot; &quot;Not too many dads are going to be buyin' their son a house,&quot; Ferret replied, slurring his words. &quot;I wish I had a house.&amp;nbsp; I sleep in a damp garage.&quot; Big storms were predicated to roll in this afternoon.&amp;nbsp; I had even heard reports of tornado warnings. &quot;Why don't you walk on home?&quot; I asked Ferret as he cracked open another &quot;tall boy&quot; beer.&amp;nbsp; &quot;The weather is supposed to get bad.&quot; &quot;Nah,&quot; Ferret said, drinking. ...</description>
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            <pubDate>Fri, 28 Dec 2007 20:15:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Business as Usual</title>
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            <description>Christmas has passed and it was so nice this morning to have the gang back at their old shenanigans.&amp;nbsp; Big S was sitting out front of the grocery store, smoking the last of the cigarillos I gave him the other day.&amp;nbsp; Ferret was arguing and picking at Dexter about an old transgression Dexter committed years ago that he is notorious for. &quot;Is it true you got arrested for stealing pork chops out of someone's frying pan by breaking into their kitchen?&quot; Ferret asked Dexter, jovially laughing. &quot;Aw shucks, man,&quot; Dexter replied. &quot;That happened years ago.&quot; &quot;Didn't you burn your hands getting them out?&quot; Ferret asked, looking astonished. &quot;They were cooling on the counter,&quot; Dexter replied now looking embarrassed. &quot;Leave him alone,&quot; I told Ferret, trying to get him to quit. Dexter is mentally ret...</description>
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            <pubDate>Wed, 26 Dec 2007 16:48:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Merry Christmas Gang!</title>
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            <description>I just drove down to the shopping center.&amp;nbsp; Big S, Dexter, and Ferret were sitting out front much to my relief.&amp;nbsp; I was worried no one would be around due to the holidays.&amp;nbsp; The grocery store and adjacent stores were hopping with activity and last minute shopping.&amp;nbsp; &quot;Merry Christmas,&quot; I said, passing out packs of cigarillos, Reese's peanut butter cups, and Coca-colas. &quot;I thought you would never think of me,&quot; Big S said with a hearty grin. &quot;It is going to be a crack head Christmas!&quot; Ferret quipped as he laughed crazily, opening up his peanut butter cups.&amp;nbsp; I laughed along and wished I could do more for my unorthodox friends this Christmas.&amp;nbsp; I could have cooked a big meal at my home, but I am barely surviving the festivities myself.&amp;nbsp; These souls have nowhere els...</description>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 24 Dec 2007 17:02:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>A Day's Adventure</title>
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            <description>Most of the day was spent with my backpack slung upon my back exploring the rail yard and all its equipment. They are polishing the railheads and adding a few new tracks to the yard.&amp;nbsp; This activity gets me excited.&amp;nbsp; Years ago, they almost abandoned this yard, and now they are expanding it.&amp;nbsp; After I left the rail yard after being down there all morning, I walked up to the shopping center to get a cup of coffee and to warm my hands.&amp;nbsp; The usual gang was hanging out along with Rosa.&amp;nbsp; I hadn't seen Rosa in quite awhile.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My hands started to shake as I walked up to where her, Big S, and Ferret were sitting. &quot;Hey, how are you?&quot; Rosa asked me. &quot;Cold,&quot; I replied, rubbing my arms and shoulders vigorously. I reached into my backpack to take a few Benadryl hoping th...</description>
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            <pubDate>Sat, 22 Dec 2007 22:42:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Friend or Foe, Ferret?</title>
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            <description>I enjoy hanging out with Ferret despite his drinking ways.&amp;nbsp; You would think a stodgy old recovering alcoholic like me would shy away from his fellow drunks, but as I said in a previous post: beggars can't be choosers.&amp;nbsp; I certainly don't have many friends crawling out of the woodwork.&amp;nbsp; I can count on Ferret liking me for just who I am, warts and all. I consider him a friend.&amp;nbsp; We walked down to the grand Chattahoochee early this morning scouting out campsites for a camping adventure I have planned.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ferret was giving me tips on where to pitch my tent.&amp;nbsp; He lived on the river in a tent for half of a year, homeless.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;You don't want to pitch your tent too close to the water,&quot; Ferret told me as we walked through the woods behind the rail yard. &quot;Why?...</description>
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            <pubDate>Thu, 20 Dec 2007 18:03:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Doctor Who?</title>
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            <description>Had a doctor's appointment this morning.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't bring it upon myself to ask for lowered dosages of my medications.&amp;nbsp; I just wanted to get in and out of there quickly. My doctor was really chatty this morning and it was confusing me.&amp;nbsp; I had a hard time concentrating on what he was saying.&amp;nbsp; My concentration has been shot to hell lately, but is improving.&amp;nbsp; His main point was for me to continue my daily hikes and to start drinking diet sodas instead of regular.&amp;nbsp; He is worried about the Risperdal causing diabetes.&amp;nbsp; There are some class action lawsuits being argued in court over this issue lately.&amp;nbsp; I had some blood tests taken a few weeks ago.&amp;nbsp; I got the results back, and everything is fine other than my cholesterol levels. It wasn't terrible, but...</description>
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            <pubDate>Thu, 20 Dec 2007 00:02:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>White Christmas Denied</title>
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            <description>&quot;No snow, Christmas,&quot; I told Ferret this morning, feeling depressed and melancholy. &quot;They once again changed the GFS output models.&quot; Ferret raised an eyebrow and said, &quot;Thank goodness.&amp;nbsp; Who wants snow anyway?&quot; I carefully watched Ferret as he drank a strong cup of coffee with a liberal dollop of liquor near me.&amp;nbsp; I could smell that sweet and acrid smell of alcohol and coffee wafting my way.&amp;nbsp; I so wanted to join him. &quot;What's been going on in AA?&quot; Ferret asked me, smoking a cigarette, as he jolted me out of my alcoholic induced trance. &quot;I no longer go to AA,&quot; I replied. &quot;I haven't been in forever.&quot; &quot;The whole AA thing is just strange,&quot; Ferret said, taking another drag from his cigarette. &quot;Those AA people are brainwashed.&quot; My first inclination was to defend my AA friends, but I ...</description>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 18 Dec 2007 16:22:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Spreading the Largesse...</title>
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            <description>&quot;Here,&quot; I said to Big S a moment ago as I handed him a five dollar bill. &quot;This is to pay you back for all the money I have borrowed these past few weeks.&quot;Big S grinned furiously and stuffed the five dollars down the bib of his blue overalls. &quot;Snow, Saturday,&quot; I then said, drinking my free coffee from the employee's lounge of the grocery store.&quot;You actually want it to snow, don't you?&quot; Big S said looking pained. &quot;It will just be a big mess and besides... I am enjoying this warm weather.&quot;I chuckled and lit up another cigarillo. I splurged today and bought some premium cigarillos and there is just no comparison of the taste when compared to the cheap ones I usually smoke. The tobacco is moist and extremely pungent in these premium little cigars. I also bought a pack of extremely expensive Mar...</description>
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            <pubDate>Wed, 12 Dec 2007 16:55:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Old Habits Die Hard</title>
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            <description>&quot;Ferret was asking about you,&quot; Big S told me down at the shopping center this afternoon. &quot;What is that old codger up to?&quot; I asked inquisitively.&amp;nbsp; I haven't heard anything about Ferret in weeks.&amp;nbsp; I've missed him and his antics.&amp;nbsp; &quot;He was buying a bottle of mouthwash,&quot; Big S said. &quot;That dumb bastard is going to pickle his insides.&quot; &quot;Damn,&quot; I muttered as I sat down next to Big S and lit up a cigarillo. &quot;You sure it was mouthwash?&quot; &quot;$1.25 a bottle,&quot; Big S said. &quot;He borrowed the money from me.&quot; My stomach did flip-flops thinking of Ferret drinking that swill.&amp;nbsp; I was genuinely dismayed that he had started back drinking.&amp;nbsp; He had been doing so well for awhile there.&amp;nbsp; I can't say much though.&amp;nbsp; I have been known to drink it myself during desperate moments.&amp;nbsp; You...</description>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 11 Dec 2007 22:41:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Adolescence</title>
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            <description>I've known a lot of homeless people.&amp;nbsp; Ferret and Clara come to mind as the most pertinent examples.&amp;nbsp; There seems to be common themes.&amp;nbsp; Substance abuse and/or mental illness are the most glaring causes of homelessness.&amp;nbsp; I was homeless mainly because I was an alcoholic who couldn't get sober no matter how hard I tried.&amp;nbsp; I lived to drink and lived for the next drink.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't afford rent with my drinking problem when confronted with my paltry income.&amp;nbsp; I made a conscious choice to be drunk and homeless, than sober with a home. Another thing I have noticed with homelessness, is the petulant and childlike qualities a homeless person will exhibit.&amp;nbsp; It is as if they never grew up.&amp;nbsp; I've been reading The Homeless Guy for years and it never ceases to a...</description>
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            <title>Gleaned from a Kind Soul</title>
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            <description>Last night at A.A. I gleaned a word of wisdom from a long time A.A. goer. &quot;Walk,&quot; he said. &quot;Feel like you are going to drink? Get out of the house and walk.&quot;&amp;nbsp; That is what I did this morning. I got up.&amp;nbsp; Ate a granola bar.&amp;nbsp; And set out through my neighborhood in the chilly air to shake off these urges I was having.&amp;nbsp; I donned my radio and made great strides early this morning as I passed by the many houses -- their occupants sleeping within. Fueled by my desire to be a sober man -- a respectable member of society. It really does work.&amp;nbsp; I felt so calm when I arrived back at home.&amp;nbsp; The urge to drink had left me. Another A.A. goer last night also shared with me that he reaches out to newcomers when he feels the urge to drink. &quot;Be of service to others,&quot; he said. &quot;Al...</description>
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            <pubDate>Fri, 21 Sep 2007 10:11:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>A Call in the Dark</title>
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            <description>George called me this morning.&amp;nbsp; It was the first time I have heard from him in weeks.&amp;nbsp; I miss George deeply, very deeply, but just can't deal with his drinking ways.&amp;nbsp; George and I would be best friends if he were just sober all the time. I have tried to get him to come to AA with me, but he refuses. He says AA is a religious cult for the brainwashed.&amp;nbsp; I worry about George's health.&amp;nbsp; George asked me to come to a cookout this weekend at the lake. &quot;We are having lots of beer and burgers,&quot; he told me. &quot;I would like for my brotha to be there. Bring that woman of yours as well.&quot; I told George I would think about it. We talked for a while longer about what was going on with the gang. &quot;That homeless woman is still hanging out down at the Piggly Wiggly,&quot; George said. &quot;They ...</description>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 18 Sep 2007 16:06:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>A Rendezvous with Ferret</title>
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            <description>Bluish cigarette smoke billowed around my face as I sat down at the old train depot this morning.&amp;nbsp; I was smoking and thinking.&amp;nbsp; One of my favorite past times.&amp;nbsp; The day before I had stayed in the bed all day watching television.&amp;nbsp; Afraid of another&amp;nbsp;panic attack.&amp;nbsp; It was a long day only broken by a visit from my parents late in the evening.&amp;nbsp; I was so glad to see them.&amp;nbsp; We drove down to&amp;nbsp;my father's pharmacy to get another pill to take and to get some&amp;nbsp;roast beef sandwiches&amp;nbsp;at Arby's.&amp;nbsp; Ferret soon came walking by the depot emerging from the woods and his homeless campsite.&amp;nbsp; He was headed across the street to buy more beer. &quot;Yo!&quot; Ferret hollered as he saw me and walked over. &quot;You look like you need a beer, bro.&quot; &quot;I need a few xanax,...</description>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 17 Sep 2007 14:54:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>The Spoils of War</title>
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            <description>The scuttlebutt down at the shopping center yesterday was that Clara got arrested for &quot;public indecency.&quot; She soon came sauntering up the sidewalk looking as if she didn't have a care in the world. I was glad to see her free. &quot;You're supposed to be in jail,&quot; I said as I laughed and she walked by. &quot;Yeah, well, don't believe all the shit Big S tells you,&quot; she said as she turned and grinned. I looked over at Big S and he just shrugged his shoulders. Ferret also made an appearance along with Dumpster Diving Dan. Ferret was trying to get Dan to &quot;hook him up&quot; on dumpstered groceries. What Dan finds in the dumpsters is meager pickings.&amp;nbsp; I don't think he relished any competition from Ferret. He certainly didn't look happy at Ferret's encroachment. &quot;I don't see why that old man would want to b...</description>
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            <title>Homeless Makeover</title>
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            <description>Clara is not an ugly woman. With some makeup and nice clothes she could look really presentable.&amp;nbsp; She is in her late thirties and still has perky breasts and a shapely bum. &quot;I couldn't have kids,&quot; she told me one day. &quot;That's why no man wants me.&quot;&amp;nbsp; I stifled back a remark about how she lives her life is why a man wouldn't want her, but who am I to judge? She had gathered herself today and was doing better. &quot;You hungry?&quot; I asked her, wanting to buy her a meal. She flashed a wad of what looked like five dollar bills as she grinned furiously. &quot;Been panhandling over by restaurant row,&quot; she replied.&amp;nbsp;I sat with Ferret as we talked about our postponed camping trip -- our homeless homecoming. &quot;You know what I hate?&quot; Clara said interrupting Ferret and me. &quot;I hate when you ask for a f...</description>
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            <pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 22:23:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Worse for Wear</title>
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            <description>I thought I would go for a long bike ride today. Preparations were made. Bottles of water in my backpack. Snack bars in the side pockets. I was ready to go and set out in the abnormally cool morning air. I rode downtown and stopped at the tracks to watch a freight as I munched on a sweet and salty trail mix snack bar. My initial hopes were to get some of this wanderlust out of me. I grew tired though -- out of shape. I used to could ride for miles without tiring.I moseyed on up to the shopping center and chained my bike to a post. Big S asked me where I had been. &quot;Not far,&quot; I said as I laughed. &quot;The tracks and back.&quot; George was also down there and we had a little talk about why he has been avoiding me.&quot;You've become militant about this whole not drinking thing,&quot; he told me.&quot;I just don't wa...</description>
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            <title>Sunny, Sundry Saturday</title>
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            <description>Violent storms rolled through last night keeping me awake until well after midnight.&amp;nbsp; The wind blew the rain up against my storm windows making me feel as if I were caught in a hurricane.&amp;nbsp; I finally went to sleep to thunderous booms of thunder.&amp;nbsp; I awoke early this morning and decided to catch Ferret down at his campsite before he would get out and about.&amp;nbsp; I walked into Ferret's camp just as he was cooking something over an open fire like some hobo from the long forgotten past.&amp;nbsp; &quot;You hungry?&quot; he asked. I looked in the pot to smell a mix of cream of mushroom and chicken soup according to Ferret.&amp;nbsp; It looked vile to me.&amp;nbsp; &quot;No thanks,&quot; I said. &quot;I cooked a big breakfast at home.&quot; Ferret then asked me to walk across the road and buy us some beer as long as I woul...</description>
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            <title>Finding Ferret</title>
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            <description>Daring.&amp;nbsp; Full of Bravado.&amp;nbsp; Like some Don Quixote attacking a windmill.&amp;nbsp; I trudged downtown after parking at the post office a moment ago.&amp;nbsp; I was determined to find Ferret.&amp;nbsp; Not long into my walk, I ran into Dexter,&amp;nbsp;George's mentally retarded, but oh so funny and kind cohort.&amp;nbsp; &quot;Seen Ferret?&quot; I asked. Dexter turned towards the river and pointed. &quot;That way,&quot; he said after asking me for a few dollars.&amp;nbsp; I continued on with my march after putting my wallet back into my back pocket now less five dollars.&amp;nbsp; Into the woods I went behind the railroad tracks searching for Ferret's campsite.&amp;nbsp; I finally gave up after looking for thirty minutes, scratched by underbrush and weary from the heat. &quot;Damn you Ferret,&quot; I said. &quot;Where in the hell are you camped?&quot;...</description>
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            <pubDate>Fri, 17 Aug 2007 15:53:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Felt Like Old Times</title>
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            <description>It felt like old times me and Rosa spending the afternoon down at the shopping center.&amp;nbsp; New people have come and old people have gone.&amp;nbsp; The shopping center is a never ending revolving door of us misfits.&amp;nbsp; &quot;Have you seen Dan?&quot; I asked Droopy, a long time cohort of George's who is often down there. &quot;I ain't be seein' dat old man for days,&quot; Droopy replied. &quot;It's the heat,&quot; Rosa said. &quot;It's chased him inside.&quot; I made a mental note to go by Dumpster Diving Dan's house to check on him. &quot;So George says Ferret's homeless again,&quot; I said to Droopy. &quot;Dat nigga be stayin' down on the river again,&quot; he replied. &quot;Almost got busted for public drunkenness the other day over here.&quot; Ferret is like me.&amp;nbsp; We either have it together or our lives are a disaster.&amp;nbsp; There is no middle ground...</description>
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            <description>I have my favorite fleece pull-over on.&amp;nbsp; It's chilly in here after a restful night of sleep.&amp;nbsp; I am going about my morning rituals with just me and the Maggie.&amp;nbsp; My little Chewbacca.&amp;nbsp; Clothes are gathered and put in the washer.&amp;nbsp; Breakfast is cooked over my new stove which brings me joy in just using it.&amp;nbsp; The bed is made with crisp sheets and silky soft covers and comforters.&amp;nbsp; Maggie is then let out for her morning run and carries her favorite plush toy around the yard like some fallen hero.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This is the usual me - the me without the trappings of a relationship and the exciting stories of George and the gang.&amp;nbsp; Just my daily life going about it's business.&amp;nbsp; It is comforting. Speaking of George and the gang.&amp;nbsp; I got a call from George ...</description>
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