<?xml version='1.0' encoding='windows-1252'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3440592</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 29 Oct 2008 08:42:35 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>The Thing That</title><description></description><link>http://capgas.org/korak/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (msg)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>321</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3440592.post-6146256054099112189</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 May 2008 03:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-12T22:56:36.722-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>This is so wrong but oh so fucking funny.

</atom:summary><link>http://capgas.org/korak/2008/05/this-is-so-wrong-but-oh-so-fucking.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (msg)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3440592.post-7983026139021202516</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Apr 2008 15:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-10T10:04:30.915-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'></atom:summary><link>http://capgas.org/korak/2008/04/blog-post_10.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (msg)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3440592.post-8859735988123511582</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Apr 2008 18:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-09T13:54:16.247-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'></atom:summary><link>http://capgas.org/korak/2008/04/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (msg)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3440592.post-7174569574606743256</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Mar 2008 19:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-13T14:49:40.759-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>
Anyway, the flag of St. Thomas, Ontario, is a bad one and it deserves some analysis. 
Wait...isn't that where you're from, MacDougall?</atom:summary><link>http://capgas.org/korak/2008/03/anyway-flag-of-st.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (msg)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3440592.post-4343669488828147326</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Feb 2008 19:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-24T14:56:37.776-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>All hail our glorious leader.

</atom:summary><link>http://capgas.org/korak/2008/02/all-hail-our-glorious-leader.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (msg)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3440592.post-326368189713107397</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Aug 2007 13:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-26T08:51:14.093-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>Um, no.  It's not.

</atom:summary><link>http://capgas.org/korak/2007/08/um-no.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (msg)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3440592.post-1217138226865311098</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Aug 2007 18:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-14T14:01:06.585-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>With a new Invasion of the Bodysnatchers remake coming out the NY Times has a by-the-numbers look at the different versions.  One thing caught my eye:

Seen together, the first three films reflect shifts in cultural attitudes toward psychiatry. In each iteration a mental health professional treats the first wave of people who believe that impostors have replaced their loved ones. (This delusion </atom:summary><link>http://capgas.org/korak/2007/08/with-new-invasion-of-bodysnatchers.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (msg)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3440592.post-8131088569197859141</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Aug 2007 17:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-06T12:03:29.512-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>Yeah, I know I'm way late to the party on this.  But damn if Chocolate Rain isn't the most addictive song I've heard this year.

</atom:summary><link>http://capgas.org/korak/2007/08/yeah-i-know-im-way-late-to-party-on.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (msg)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3440592.post-841881654024925531</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 Jul 2007 19:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-29T14:36:49.915-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>Yeah, I been a total slack ass.  Think I have a pretty good excuse though.  The last two weeks have been a haze, a wonderful delirium of little sleep, lots of diapers and so much emotion that I've had to numb myself with lengthy videogame sessions.  Hey, don't look at me like that; Simone loves to bond with her dad by sitting in his lap while he kicks Playstation butt.  

And tomorrow I go back </atom:summary><link>http://capgas.org/korak/2007/07/yeah-i-been-total-slack-ass.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (msg)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3440592.post-7965360880507488812</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Jul 2007 23:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-16T18:18:42.781-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>We're home.  We're exhausted.  And of course there's lots to tell.  Coming soon, I promise.  Here's the new blog for the new addition: la niņa simone.</atom:summary><link>http://capgas.org/korak/2007/07/were-home.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (msg)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3440592.post-932226623664080765</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Jul 2007 12:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-12T07:46:41.864-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>Well, unless I can figure out how to blog from my mother-in-law's cellphone, this is going to be the last post until at least Monday.  I'm leaving work at noon to spend some final alone time with MM--a lazy lakeside afternoon then out for dinner.  Kind of feels like I'm getting ready to go off to jail.  We'll be at the birthing center for two nights following the birth, giving us plenty of time </atom:summary><link>http://capgas.org/korak/2007/07/well-unless-i-can-figure-out-how-to.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (msg)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>21</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3440592.post-4650534142706384066</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Jul 2007 17:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-11T13:08:39.443-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>Just got back from the ultrasound/midwife visit.  I was running late to meet MM and her mother at the hospital so there I was hauling ass up I-89.  Passed a car on the side of the road bookended by cop cars and felt a shock of revulsion at what looked like a legless body sticking out from under a front wheel.  Turned out to be spilled groceries.  So I was kind of jittery when I got to the </atom:summary><link>http://capgas.org/korak/2007/07/just-got-back-from-ultrasoundmidwife.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (msg)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3440592.post-4537154203797338331</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Jul 2007 12:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-10T08:03:28.272-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>I welcome all your comments, really I do.  But as witty and compelling as they may be, few of them might be considered poetry.  Not so the case with yesterday's anonymous comment #3 here.  This truly is a comment worthy of a close textual analysis.  An epic, a prose poem denouncing gods, artificial reproduction, non-whites and homosexuality (I think), it made me consider for a moment that Michel </atom:summary><link>http://capgas.org/korak/2007/07/i-welcome-all-your-comments-really-i-do.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (msg)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3440592.post-5052218423595561194</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Jul 2007 14:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-09T09:48:12.924-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>I was bummed when I had to go back to work last Monday, having hoped that my paternity leave vacation-that-I-have-to-use-because-this-place-has-no- paternity-leave would have already begun.  So I'm even more bummed today.  No baby yet.  A familiar refrain.  Wednesday is the final ultrasound. The ultimatesound. And then we get out the fishing hook and yank the little bugger out.</atom:summary><link>http://capgas.org/korak/2007/07/i-was-bummed-when-i-had-to-go-back-to.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (msg)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3440592.post-5348539301071683667</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Jul 2007 14:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-07T09:06:35.778-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>Don't even ask.  The answer is "not yet."  In good news, though, Talladega Nights was a lot funnier than we thought it would be.  Abracadabra, homes.</atom:summary><link>http://capgas.org/korak/2007/07/dont-even-ask.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (msg)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3440592.post-3261476741358205722</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Jul 2007 20:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-06T15:21:18.617-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>Been getting a lot of spam at work lately.  I don't know why but this subject line really cracked me up:
The other one was sort of a little tight, so I had to work the face in before I started shooting.The email itself was a bit of a let down.</atom:summary><link>http://capgas.org/korak/2007/07/been-getting-lot-of-spam-at-work-lately.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (msg)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3440592.post-1181042030478164777</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Jul 2007 12:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-06T07:41:31.305-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>No baby.  Seriously, I mean no baby:  we saw the midwife yesterday and she examined MM and then told us, with a sheepish look, that there had been a bit of a mix up and in fact it was a TEN POUND WATERMELON growing inside that belly.  Of course I immediately berated MM for having swallowed watermelon seeds.  What was she thinking?!</atom:summary><link>http://capgas.org/korak/2007/07/no-baby.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (msg)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3440592.post-7167511229384233204</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Jul 2007 12:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-05T07:50:32.485-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>Phew.  Our baby is not destined to become a war-ravaged cripple/veterans' rights fighter/Tom Cruise OscarŪ pipedream.  And despite MM's understandable desire to have the little squatter evicted FORTHWITH AND WITHOUT NOTICE, I'm still set on 777.  Three sevens clash, mon!</atom:summary><link>http://capgas.org/korak/2007/07/phew.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (msg)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3440592.post-7746494817326807532</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Jul 2007 14:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-03T09:53:14.198-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>Today is the official due date.  Which makes snakerhythms happy as it's his birthday.  At this point I think MM would happily name the kid Snake if it came today.  Snake Meade.  Not bad.  And rhymes with Lake Mead.  Me, I'm holding out for the auspicious birthdate of 7/7/7.  You know...the neighbor of the beast.</atom:summary><link>http://capgas.org/korak/2007/07/today-is-official-due-date.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (msg)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3440592.post-4987003208834866812</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Jul 2007 15:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-01T10:30:39.256-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>Still no baby.  I'm holding out hope that, given a choice, the kid will opt to be born on Canada Day rather than Independence Day.  Or somewhere right between the two would be nice.  But the cosmic fates will probably ensure that our child is born on the 4th of July.  And won't that be fun?

Two opportunities for pranking missed the other day.  We were in TJ Maxx, buying me cheap summer clothes </atom:summary><link>http://capgas.org/korak/2007/07/still-no-baby.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (msg)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3440592.post-3220608987156924965</guid><pubDate>Sat, 30 Jun 2007 02:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-29T22:05:31.099-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>No baby yet.  Yes, I know the suspense is killing you.  How do you think we feel?  While you're waiting, go ahead and improve your vocabulary.</atom:summary><link>http://capgas.org/korak/2007/06/no-baby-yet.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (msg)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3440592.post-7801700164468075164</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 Jun 2007 12:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-27T07:47:58.581-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>Yes, I'm becoming a father any day now.  And you're probably more interested in hearing about that than about comic commodes.  But I'm still easing back into the blogging thing so bear with me.   For now all you get is things like God Hates Shrimp.</atom:summary><link>http://capgas.org/korak/2007/06/yes-im-becoming-father-any-day-now.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (msg)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3440592.post-2448340498799096996</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 Jun 2007 00:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-26T19:35:09.683-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>If I could change one thing about our bathroom it would be to make it about twice the size.  But if I could change two things, the second might involve one of these.</atom:summary><link>http://capgas.org/korak/2007/06/if-i-could-change-one-thing-about-our.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (msg)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3440592.post-5743417689952579167</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Jun 2007 12:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-26T07:59:03.492-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>It's supposed to hit 93 degrees today, which makes the thought of snow appealing.  Of course, winter brings its own heat...</atom:summary><link>http://capgas.org/korak/2007/06/its-supposed-to-hit-93-degrees-today.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (msg)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3440592.post-6400164390850662952</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Jun 2007 10:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-24T06:07:23.831-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>You find something you're really interested in and you pursue it vigorously.  That's the key to happiness.  Even if that something is shoelaces.</atom:summary><link>http://capgas.org/korak/2007/06/you-find-something-youre-really.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (msg)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item></channel></rss>