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  <title>MadGravity</title>
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    <name>MadGravity</name>
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    <title>Wednesday 15</title>
    <published>2010-09-16T08:08:57Z</published>
    <updated>2010-09-16T08:08:57Z</updated>
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    <dw:mood>cantankerous</dw:mood>
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    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday 15-&lt;/span&gt; I did my stretches, ran a mile, and lifted dumbbells.&lt;br /&gt;Today&amp;rsquo;s Weather was: Temps of around 70 to 97 degrees, light breeze, humidity around 16 percent, clear skies.&lt;br /&gt;According to the National Weather Service: &amp;ldquo;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Thursday:  Sunny, with a high near 97. West northwest wind at 10 mph becoming  east. Thursday Night: Clear, with a low around 64. South wind 8 to 11  mph becoming west.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote my column for the Hi-Desert Star  newspaper and sent it in. I had a hard time coming up with a Thought of  the Week. I really wanted to write about the vibes I got when I went to  town on Monday. It seems like the economy isn&amp;rsquo;t getting any better, even  though the government tries to put a good spin on it, you can feel  despair in the folks that you pass on the streets. I hear it every day  of some family losing their job, savings, home, car, and about  everything else in that order. These are good folks that weren&amp;rsquo;t  speculating in the housing market. They were working hard and paying  down a mortgage; trying to live the American Dream. I wanted to write  about them and how they have been reduced to poverty by a government  that lives in another world than ours. A world that is run by big money;  large corporations, labor unions, insurance companies, pharmaceuticals,  health providers&amp;hellip; Our representatives in government, the people we  elect to watch out for our better interest, their votes are bought and  sold by these special interests. And then when they retire from  government they get cushy jobs at these very same companies that bought  their vote, while I see the unemployed going through garbage cans in  front of WalMart. I was against the bailout of their friends on Wall  Street and many of the common folk agreed with me, but then again we  don&amp;rsquo;t belong to their club, we don&amp;rsquo;t line their pockets with the green  stuff, we can only vote for whom the powers that be bring fourth into  the lime light on the national stage to offer false promises with hollow  words: I am sick of it! I wanted to write all of this in my newspaper  column, but due to space and the nature of my column I could not do  this. All I could say was: Thought of the week: We all need to take a  deep breath, roll up our sleeves, and help one another.&lt;br /&gt;I did my  studies: Latin and pre-algebra. Again I mostly did review of Latin with  flashcards, and watched more videos for the pre-algebra at the Khan  Academy.&lt;br /&gt;I read aloud from the textbook &amp;ldquo;Astronomy Today&amp;rdquo; about the Sun&amp;rsquo;s neutrinos.&lt;br /&gt;I went for my evening walk listening to Astro 10 lecture #36 &amp;ldquo;The Age of the Universe&amp;rdquo;.&lt;br /&gt;I did webwork for the rest of the night with the exception that Kelly called to yak with me for about 45 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;I  did my stretches and went for a night run, practiced my guitar, wrote  to my journal, posted it to the web, and called it a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=madgravity&amp;ditemid=90873" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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