<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11851832</id><updated>2011-11-30T22:37:57.105-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nathicana  - In Flagrante Delicto</title><subtitle type='html'>The time for silence has passed! Just what everyone needed - a site dedicated solely to my opinions. Please file all complaints in the proper receptacle.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nathicana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XVOJ5u7Lbek/SZ97SB0Bq-I/AAAAAAAAADo/SdGh9eHZ1J0/S220/ryoko.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11851832.post-7083565503065197116</id><published>2011-11-14T23:11:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T01:14:22.225-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Monday, Isn't It?</title><summary type='text'>Today was my son's 10th birthday. He's been so excited for weeks now, and I've been excited to make it fun for him. His day seemed to go fairly well. Here's how mine went. I wake up, still feeling moderately awful from a rough weekend. Recently diagnosed with asthma, which in and of itself isn't such a terrible thing - it's that it's been misdiagnosed for years, apparently. And for the past 6 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/feeds/7083565503065197116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11851832&amp;postID=7083565503065197116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/7083565503065197116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/7083565503065197116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-monday-isnt-it.html' title='It&apos;s Monday, Isn&apos;t It?'/><author><name>Nathicana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XVOJ5u7Lbek/SZ97SB0Bq-I/AAAAAAAAADo/SdGh9eHZ1J0/S220/ryoko.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FPiqQk04vcI/TT0rofWNM0I/AAAAAAAAAHw/nNSDwgK7KDU/s72-c/fastcar-monday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11851832.post-214016954057970221</id><published>2008-04-20T18:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T19:40:07.517-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Brief Observations</title><summary type='text'>Parenting is what gives one gray hairs. Trust me on this one. It ain't time that ages us, it's our kids, bless their little hearts. Even given the previous, I love my kids, a lot, and damned if I wouldn't do anything for them. In spite of the fact they're doing their damndest to drive me mad.Regardless of how it seems I've been a failure overall.Because when kids have problems, we parents tend to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/feeds/214016954057970221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11851832&amp;postID=214016954057970221' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/214016954057970221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/214016954057970221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/2008/04/some-brief-observations.html' title='Some Brief Observations'/><author><name>Nathicana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XVOJ5u7Lbek/SZ97SB0Bq-I/AAAAAAAAADo/SdGh9eHZ1J0/S220/ryoko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11851832.post-28204094734765284</id><published>2008-02-23T13:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T13:43:41.659-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Alive and Kicking - Like a Mule</title><summary type='text'>Wow, has it really been that long? Obviously I've not had enough to rant about. Which I guess isn't such a bad thing in the end.Although, in retrospect, there are some things I suppose I could lump together for giggles.The cold. It sucks. And having beautiful sunny days while it's -30F is utterly ridiculous and a complete lie by the powers that be.Being sick on your birthday. Also sucks, while </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/feeds/28204094734765284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11851832&amp;postID=28204094734765284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/28204094734765284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/28204094734765284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/2008/02/still-alive-and-kicking-like-mule.html' title='Still Alive and Kicking - Like a Mule'/><author><name>Nathicana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XVOJ5u7Lbek/SZ97SB0Bq-I/AAAAAAAAADo/SdGh9eHZ1J0/S220/ryoko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11851832.post-1035263082450939097</id><published>2007-06-18T15:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T16:38:17.147-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All the usual flap</title><summary type='text'>It's that time of year again, when summer vacation is either near or here, and folks seem to be possessed of a fresh energy, just looking for ways to expend it.Cue forums and their use.While by no means is summer the only time when folks frequent them, many do seem to see an influx of users who now have more time on their hands, and a lot of pent-up energy to expend. Not all of them make wise </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/feeds/1035263082450939097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11851832&amp;postID=1035263082450939097' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/1035263082450939097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/1035263082450939097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/2007/06/all-usual-flap.html' title='All the usual flap'/><author><name>Nathicana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XVOJ5u7Lbek/SZ97SB0Bq-I/AAAAAAAAADo/SdGh9eHZ1J0/S220/ryoko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11851832.post-2035632561543971869</id><published>2007-05-01T02:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T02:14:28.988-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Ask ...</title><summary type='text'>What she said:"How come someone hasn’t noticedThat I’m deadAnd decided to bury me?God knows, I’m ready."La-la-la-da-da-dum ...What she said was sadBut then, all the rejection she’s hadTo pretend to be happyCould only be idiocyLa-la-la-da-da-dum ...What she said was not for the job orLover that she never hadOh ...No no no ...What she readAll heady booksShe’d sit and prophesise(It took a tattooed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/feeds/2035632561543971869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11851832&amp;postID=2035632561543971869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/2035632561543971869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/2035632561543971869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/2007/05/dont-ask.html' title='Don&apos;t Ask ...'/><author><name>Nathicana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XVOJ5u7Lbek/SZ97SB0Bq-I/AAAAAAAAADo/SdGh9eHZ1J0/S220/ryoko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11851832.post-117129294967246475</id><published>2007-02-12T08:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T09:09:09.693-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"At night, the ice weasels come."</title><summary type='text'>You know … it’s cold. I realize this statement doesn’t come as a surprise to most, at least in the northern hemisphere, being winter and all, but still … it’s uncomfortably cold, and has been for a surprisingly long time. And they say it’s going to continue. Now, I hear around these parts this cold is a bit unusual, given the timing on it, and the length of stay. Frankly, I’m to the point where I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/feeds/117129294967246475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11851832&amp;postID=117129294967246475' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/117129294967246475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/117129294967246475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/2007/02/at-night-ice-weasels-come.html' title='&quot;At night, the ice weasels come.&quot;'/><author><name>Nathicana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XVOJ5u7Lbek/SZ97SB0Bq-I/AAAAAAAAADo/SdGh9eHZ1J0/S220/ryoko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11851832.post-116901016221631529</id><published>2007-01-16T21:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T17:48:47.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny, the Sides People Show</title><summary type='text'>Ok, so it's been a while, but then I've been busy with things more important than causing offence here. Until tonight anyway, so here goes.(Updates at the bottom.)Steel Butterfly, another NationStates player, recently decided to go active again, and has been posting like a madman. Is there a problem with this, you may ask? Absolutely not. Play is play, and if it makes one happy, I say go for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/feeds/116901016221631529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11851832&amp;postID=116901016221631529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/116901016221631529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/116901016221631529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/2007/01/funny-sides-people-show.html' title='Funny, the Sides People Show'/><author><name>Nathicana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XVOJ5u7Lbek/SZ97SB0Bq-I/AAAAAAAAADo/SdGh9eHZ1J0/S220/ryoko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11851832.post-115898600185297226</id><published>2006-09-22T23:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T23:33:21.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What the hell is wrong with people today?</title><summary type='text'>I can’t be the only one wondering, can I? I mean, have you looked at the headlines lately, and did any of it give you the least bit of pause, or are we getting so jaded that nothing that comes across our screens can phase us anymore?Kids are told they can’t ‘grind’ at a dance, and because they dared, NO MORE DANCES! BAD DOG! NO BISCUIT! But hey, says another group – go ahead, abandon your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/feeds/115898600185297226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11851832&amp;postID=115898600185297226' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/115898600185297226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/115898600185297226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-hell-is-wrong-with-people-today.html' title='What the hell is wrong with people today?'/><author><name>Nathicana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XVOJ5u7Lbek/SZ97SB0Bq-I/AAAAAAAAADo/SdGh9eHZ1J0/S220/ryoko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11851832.post-115375146023246417</id><published>2006-07-24T08:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T09:34:49.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Missed Opportunities of a More Important Sort</title><summary type='text'>You knew it was too good to last. Eventually, that damned Nathi was going to post something here again. Chalk it up to busy schedule and while there's ample to rant about, nothing had really struck me until recently.Please see my opening post should you have any issues with the following. No one's forcing you to read this anyway.The Middle-East. How many years now has that conjured up images of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/feeds/115375146023246417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11851832&amp;postID=115375146023246417' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/115375146023246417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/115375146023246417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/2006/07/missed-opportunities-of-more-important.html' title='Missed Opportunities of a More Important Sort'/><author><name>Nathicana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XVOJ5u7Lbek/SZ97SB0Bq-I/AAAAAAAAADo/SdGh9eHZ1J0/S220/ryoko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11851832.post-113969927721745077</id><published>2006-02-11T16:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T17:37:04.143-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To All the Tools I've Known Before ...</title><summary type='text'>You all know how it goes. There are those out there who seem to live for going out of their way to be irritants, to belittle others for no good reason, and try, however lamely, to somehow present themselves as 'better than' everyone they happen to be snidely mocking at any given moment when it clearly isn't the case. These folks go out of their way with elaborate smear campaigns, snarky </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/feeds/113969927721745077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11851832&amp;postID=113969927721745077' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/113969927721745077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/113969927721745077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/2006/02/to-all-tools-ive-known-before.html' title='To All the Tools I&apos;ve Known Before ...'/><author><name>Nathicana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XVOJ5u7Lbek/SZ97SB0Bq-I/AAAAAAAAADo/SdGh9eHZ1J0/S220/ryoko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11851832.post-113936617457943475</id><published>2006-02-07T19:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T20:36:14.603-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Unsurprisingly Missed Opportunities</title><summary type='text'>You know, I've been thinking. Yes, thinking.And I've decided that I really am tired of my fellow man living down to my expectations of them. Case in point, the recent turmoil over cartoons, and political commentary, and supposed 'freedom of speech' and the fallout on account.First and foremost, let me be perfectly clear on one point:Yes, I do believe that people are able to do and say pretty much</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/feeds/113936617457943475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11851832&amp;postID=113936617457943475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/113936617457943475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/113936617457943475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/2006/02/unsurprisingly-missed-opportunities.html' title='Unsurprisingly Missed Opportunities'/><author><name>Nathicana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XVOJ5u7Lbek/SZ97SB0Bq-I/AAAAAAAAADo/SdGh9eHZ1J0/S220/ryoko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11851832.post-113770133904550164</id><published>2006-01-19T13:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T14:40:36.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yaknow, Some Things Just Ain't Right</title><summary type='text'>I'm sure we all have stories we can tell about jobs and work and the idiocy that goes on with it. I know I've already made mention of a few tidbits previously. Lately though, things have reached what some might call critical levels of rampant stupidity.I won't dwell on things like screwing employees out of their accrued time off, or setting dates for schedule changes ahead of time, then changing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/feeds/113770133904550164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11851832&amp;postID=113770133904550164' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/113770133904550164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/113770133904550164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/2006/01/yaknow-some-things-just-aint-right.html' title='Yaknow, Some Things Just Ain&apos;t Right'/><author><name>Nathicana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XVOJ5u7Lbek/SZ97SB0Bq-I/AAAAAAAAADo/SdGh9eHZ1J0/S220/ryoko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11851832.post-113453869939463301</id><published>2005-12-13T22:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T23:43:14.380-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A little illumination, gentlemen!</title><summary type='text'>This one’s going to be perhaps not short, but to the point.I am not responsible for Melkor not roleplaying. I am not responsible for Melkor’s inactivity. I am not responsible for Melkor choosing not to be in the #nationstates channel anymore. These are all his own choices, his own decisions, and he is quite capable of doing any one of them regardless of what I may or may not think about him at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/feeds/113453869939463301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11851832&amp;postID=113453869939463301' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/113453869939463301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/113453869939463301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/2005/12/little-illumination-gentlemen.html' title='A little illumination, gentlemen!'/><author><name>Nathicana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XVOJ5u7Lbek/SZ97SB0Bq-I/AAAAAAAAADo/SdGh9eHZ1J0/S220/ryoko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11851832.post-112924783517228690</id><published>2005-10-11T11:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T18:57:15.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Logical Fallacies and You</title><summary type='text'>First, a disclaimer: I'm not an expert. I've also let my temper get the better of me in arguments before - most do at one point or other. That being said, I think it's important to recognize when one is committing such offenses, be it yourself or others in a debate, argument, or disagreement. All the better to offer more substantive debate and hone your skills, and if nothing else, learn how to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/feeds/112924783517228690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11851832&amp;postID=112924783517228690' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/112924783517228690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/112924783517228690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/2005/10/logical-fallacies-and-you.html' title='Logical Fallacies and You'/><author><name>Nathicana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XVOJ5u7Lbek/SZ97SB0Bq-I/AAAAAAAAADo/SdGh9eHZ1J0/S220/ryoko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11851832.post-112881089381319250</id><published>2005-10-08T16:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T11:12:58.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When Ego gets in the way of Reason</title><summary type='text'>Earlier I was invited to participate in talks that had the potential to merge the two IRC channels pertaining to NationStates II on the Esper network. A bit of background history to begin with:Nanakaland founded the #nationstates2 channel some time ago. He then proceeded to make it clear that not everyone was welcome there (whether they had committed any bannable offenses or not), which seemed to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/feeds/112881089381319250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11851832&amp;postID=112881089381319250' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/112881089381319250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/112881089381319250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/2005/10/when-ego-gets-in-way-of-reason.html' title='When Ego gets in the way of Reason'/><author><name>Nathicana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XVOJ5u7Lbek/SZ97SB0Bq-I/AAAAAAAAADo/SdGh9eHZ1J0/S220/ryoko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11851832.post-112648214340521025</id><published>2005-09-11T16:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T18:42:28.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality Check</title><summary type='text'>Nothing like a bit of introspection now and then, is there? In light of recent events, I suppose I've done my share of it. And I've come to the conclusion that I come up short.Bitching about having a supplementary job that pays, while so many out there are without the means to support basic needs. About inconveniences encountered in getting a second car when others have to rely on public </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/feeds/112648214340521025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11851832&amp;postID=112648214340521025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/112648214340521025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/112648214340521025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/2005/09/reality-check.html' title='Reality Check'/><author><name>Nathicana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XVOJ5u7Lbek/SZ97SB0Bq-I/AAAAAAAAADo/SdGh9eHZ1J0/S220/ryoko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11851832.post-112277267466922319</id><published>2005-07-30T19:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T20:17:54.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And your point is .... ?</title><summary type='text'>Yes, it's been a while since I posted.Life has been busy.I went from being a key-pounding wageslave in data entry to night supervisor for VOE - employment verification.I got moved out of Hell, and into a very nice house which we all love very much.I've been catching up with writing on NS, and putting said house together slowly.I've been dealing with the complications that come from a position of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/feeds/112277267466922319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11851832&amp;postID=112277267466922319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/112277267466922319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/112277267466922319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/2005/07/and-your-point-is.html' title='And your point is .... ?'/><author><name>Nathicana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XVOJ5u7Lbek/SZ97SB0Bq-I/AAAAAAAAADo/SdGh9eHZ1J0/S220/ryoko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11851832.post-111548403095593009</id><published>2005-05-07T10:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T20:24:17.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Good</title><summary type='text'>On this not-so-bright-or-sunny morning, a thought or two on Things I Hate: A Rant.I hate getting up at 6am after only 6 or less hours sleep.I hate having to leave my lil boy in tears at daycare, even if according to all accounts, it's over in a matter of a couple minutes.I hate making this drive everyday, usually going at breakneck speeds of about 85-90 mph so I can either get there on time, or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/feeds/111548403095593009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11851832&amp;postID=111548403095593009' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/111548403095593009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/111548403095593009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/2005/05/life-is-good.html' title='Life is Good'/><author><name>Nathicana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XVOJ5u7Lbek/SZ97SB0Bq-I/AAAAAAAAADo/SdGh9eHZ1J0/S220/ryoko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11851832.post-111438149893429056</id><published>2005-04-24T13:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T17:24:58.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Week one.I hate corporate idiocy. (Don't we all?) I now understand why it is the Evil Empire that is the Insurance Industry is as expensive as it is.They pay good money to far too many people essentially doing the same job over and over and over again in needlessly repetitive ways, and do not encourage any sort of thinking or proactive efforts. I'm getting the impression most of it is indeed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/feeds/111438149893429056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11851832&amp;postID=111438149893429056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/111438149893429056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/111438149893429056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/2005/04/week-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Nathicana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XVOJ5u7Lbek/SZ97SB0Bq-I/AAAAAAAAADo/SdGh9eHZ1J0/S220/ryoko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11851832.post-111380437384646815</id><published>2005-04-18T00:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T01:06:13.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The times, they are a'changing.</title><summary type='text'>Shorter bit tonight. Shorter rant.In three days time, my life changed rather quickly, it seems. Got a car, got it registered and licensed, am terribly pleased with the whole thing ... and now I've joined the working class again. You'd think I'd be terribly pleased with that too, neh?Ha.I knew I wasn't looking at any dream jobs when I chose to go the quick and dirty route of agency work. The point</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/feeds/111380437384646815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11851832&amp;postID=111380437384646815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/111380437384646815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/111380437384646815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/2005/04/times-they-are-achanging.html' title='The times, they are a&apos;changing.'/><author><name>Nathicana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XVOJ5u7Lbek/SZ97SB0Bq-I/AAAAAAAAADo/SdGh9eHZ1J0/S220/ryoko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11851832.post-111302954339357513</id><published>2005-04-09T01:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T10:26:14.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate the living.</title><summary type='text'>It's been a few since my last rant, so I figure it's appropriate that this one is a doozy. And it covers several aspects.As I mentioned in one of the IRC channels earlier, today has been one big exercise in 'how pissed off can we get Nathi before she finally snaps and kills someone'. Now, common believe aside, I'm not usually the truly violent type. Today, I could have gladly tried for some live </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/feeds/111302954339357513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11851832&amp;postID=111302954339357513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/111302954339357513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/111302954339357513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-hate-living.html' title='I hate the living.'/><author><name>Nathicana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XVOJ5u7Lbek/SZ97SB0Bq-I/AAAAAAAAADo/SdGh9eHZ1J0/S220/ryoko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11851832.post-111251933798326183</id><published>2005-04-03T03:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T04:55:38.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Same Old Whine: Would You Like Some Cheese With That?</title><summary type='text'>We've all had to deal with them, whether in game, in class, at work, on the roads, in lines at the bank or stores ...        The person who feels the need to point out why the rules apply to everyone but themselves.        The person who thinks that if they ask the same question twenty different ways, they might get a different answer.        The person who refuses to take 'no' for an answer.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/feeds/111251933798326183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11851832&amp;postID=111251933798326183' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/111251933798326183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/111251933798326183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/2005/04/same-old-whine-would-you-like-some.html' title='The Same Old Whine: Would You Like Some Cheese With That?'/><author><name>Nathicana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XVOJ5u7Lbek/SZ97SB0Bq-I/AAAAAAAAADo/SdGh9eHZ1J0/S220/ryoko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11851832.post-111238410796428042</id><published>2005-04-01T13:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T05:03:12.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Evil is Subjective. Here's my first Subject:</title><summary type='text'>The Player Once Known as Decisive Action recently wrote: "What can I say, when I'm wrong or said something I ought not to have said, I say it, I'm not beyond admitting when I'm wrong. Hey, when you're wrong, you're wrong."I've got news for you, boyo. You're wrong.You ask "How dumb do you have to be" in one of your recent forum posts on the LOEL (affectionately coming to be known as Losers Only </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/feeds/111238410796428042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11851832&amp;postID=111238410796428042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/111238410796428042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/111238410796428042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/2005/04/evil-is-subjective-heres-my-first.html' title='Evil is Subjective. Here&apos;s my first Subject:'/><author><name>Nathicana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XVOJ5u7Lbek/SZ97SB0Bq-I/AAAAAAAAADo/SdGh9eHZ1J0/S220/ryoko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11851832.post-111237151980026633</id><published>2005-04-01T09:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T14:56:38.220-06:00</updated><title type='text'>An introduction of sorts.</title><summary type='text'>There are those who may wonder a bit at the title for my little corner of the web, here. Allow me to illuminate.In flagrante delicto - In the very act of committing an offence.There are, I suppose, several ways of interpreting that. I have always said that when it comes to human nature, 'perception is reality', so I will leave the answer to who or what the phrase applies to up to anyone who </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/feeds/111237151980026633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11851832&amp;postID=111237151980026633' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/111237151980026633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11851832/posts/default/111237151980026633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nathicana.blogspot.com/2005/04/introduction-of-sorts.html' title='An introduction of sorts.'/><author><name>Nathicana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XVOJ5u7Lbek/SZ97SB0Bq-I/AAAAAAAAADo/SdGh9eHZ1J0/S220/ryoko.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
