<?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-5633352</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:31:12.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Daily Life of Maria Vee (and Family)</title><subtitle type='html'>Between jobs. Got some time to write. Just sayin' . . .</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>225</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-113163033422819686</id><published>2005-11-10T08:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T08:45:34.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's a strange day in PA when Rick-y Boy Santorum is avoiding the Prez, while Arlen Spector, who will join the Prez at a public event tomorrow, was the swing vote on getting the FMA out of committee!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/113163033422819686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/113163033422819686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113163033422819686' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-113051901055763335</id><published>2005-10-28T13:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T13:03:30.573-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Libby indicted!  Ooooooh. Bushie's 0-for-2 this week!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/113051901055763335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/113051901055763335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113051901055763335' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-113051917660064433</id><published>2005-10-27T21:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T13:06:16.600-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I thought perhaps The Gal &amp; I would go as John Roberts and Harriet Miers this year for Halloween (you know, them being scary and all. . .), but - guess that idea's out now, seeing as Ms. Miers is out of the running for the Supreme Court.It'll be hard to top last year's costume, when I went as Mary Cheney and actually "scared" some folks at a party who thought I really might be a Republican </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/113051917660064433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/113051917660064433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113051917660064433' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-113052018832759114</id><published>2005-10-24T13:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T13:23:08.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Spent the weekend in Richmond, VA at a wedding.Well, spent most of the weekend with wedding activities.The other half of the time the extended Boroff-Berkowitz-Denenberg families staked out spots in the hotel trying to catch a glimpse of The Boss, who was coming to town for a concert and staying in our hotel.Mostly, we saw lots of roadies and made sure the teen cousins ('jailbait') stayed far </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/113052018832759114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/113052018832759114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113052018832759114' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-113051986997288013</id><published>2005-10-20T20:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T13:17:49.973-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ah, there's nothing like listening to an album all the way 'through, like 'XPN gave us recenlty with the final 20 or so Top Albums of all time.I quite enjoyed the Beatles' "White Album".In tribute, I listened to Disc I (Act I) of "Jesus Christ Superstar" today on my iPod-walk-to-the-train.The Atlanta musicians version!  Amy Ray, Emily Saliers, Michael Lorant, Kelly Hogan, Gerard McHugh, Big Fish </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/113051986997288013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/113051986997288013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113051986997288013' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-113051966291726436</id><published>2005-10-18T09:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T13:14:22.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am so loving my iPod.Today's tunes ? An awesome download of Amy Ray and Emily Saliers singing on Allison Brown's cover of "Homeward Bound" (the Simon-and-Garfunkel tune). Lotsa banjo, violin, and free flowing harmonies.I highly recommend it.Now, if I could only get their version of "Mrs. Robinson"!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/113051966291726436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/113051966291726436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113051966291726436' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-113051953660501876</id><published>2005-10-17T13:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T13:12:16.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bought an iPod recently and spent most of the weekend downloading tunes, leading me to ponder this important life question:What in the world did we do before iPods?!I think I'm in love with mine. I can now drown out annoying cell phone conversations on the train, loud high school students crowding the sidewalk outside of my office building, and heartfelt but constant solicitations by the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/113051953660501876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/113051953660501876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113051953660501876' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-112627830987123583</id><published>2005-09-09T10:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T11:05:09.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been a sad week for this LGBT parent / activist. I found out about the untimely deaths of two other LGBT Parent Activists, may they rest in peace:Marilyn Maneely of Haddonfiled, New Jersey who, along with her surviving partner Diane Marini, sued the state for the right to marry. I had the opportunity to meet her a couple of years back at a town meeting on same-sex marriage and found her and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112627830987123583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112627830987123583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112627830987123583' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-112618412394083576</id><published>2005-09-08T08:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T08:55:23.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today, some tidbits from my life as a . . .Lesbian. Looks like Ah-nold is going to veto that CA same-sex marriage bill since the populace once voted to only recognize marriage between a man and a woman (Prop 22); while over in MA, they're preparing to take the whole gay marriage thing to the populace since the courts upheld same-sex marriage last year. Enuf to make your head spin.Parent. Ah, the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112618412394083576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112618412394083576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112618412394083576' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-112610025272572674</id><published>2005-09-07T08:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T09:37:32.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, the California legislature voted to approve same-sex marriage in that state. Now the legislation goes to Gov. Ah-nold for his signature.My fave quote from it all, courtesy Planet Out: (straight) Assemblyman Tom Umberg said he was concerned about what his three children would think of him if he didn't join those "who sought to take a leadership role in terms of tolerance, equality and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112610025272572674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112610025272572674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112610025272572674' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-112602044428384927</id><published>2005-09-06T11:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T11:27:24.296-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One week from today - Tuesday, September 13th - is "special election day" in the 200th District in Mt. Airy, Philadelphia, PA.I write this because just about every person I've mentioned this to did not know about it!  [And I tend to hang with a fairly educated crowd and my neighborhood tends to be very "up" on  politics, even!]The election is for the open State Representative seat vacated by </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112602044428384927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112602044428384927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112602044428384927' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-112601934212302834</id><published>2005-09-05T19:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T11:09:02.143-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Now that I've caught up on all the news that I've missed while on vacation (really! we rarely had the TV on nor did we read the papers!). . . I have a few things to espouse on -- imagine!John Roberts as Chief Justice? Is Bushie serious? JR hasn't even sat on The Court yet. Wonder what his co-justices will think, having been "passed over" for the Chief-seat? I'm sure even The Supremes can have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112601934212302834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112601934212302834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112601934212302834' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-112601842677122799</id><published>2005-09-04T02:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T10:53:46.783-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow! Who knew I got so much junk mail?Having just returned from a loverly, relaxing vacation in Vermont, The Gal &amp; I sought out our "held mail."The very nice mailman (not our regular guy, Tom) noted that he'd have to get it from the truck.Two minutes later, he returns with one of those big plastic mail bins - which the post office does not like to part with easily and which, at least here in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112601842677122799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112601842677122799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112601842677122799' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-112490111946885753</id><published>2005-08-24T12:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T12:33:16.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, the Pat Robertson thing. At first, I didn't believe it, thinking the media mis-quoted him or something. Then, I heard it from his own mouth:"You know, I don't know about this doctrine of assassination, but if he thinks we're trying to assassinate him, I think that we really ought to go ahead and do it,'' he said. "We have the ability to take him out, and I think the time has come that we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112490111946885753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112490111946885753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112490111946885753' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-112490045514963946</id><published>2005-08-23T19:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T12:22:26.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm aghast I tell ya. . . just aghast ! Yes, yes, about that Pat Robertson thing, but more on that later.Today, I went on a tour of Citizens Bank Park, where the Phillies play. I took a moment to ask our tour guide, Mark from the Front Office, what became of the "Stargell Star" from The Vet - which marked the longest home run ever hit there (by none other than Willie Stargell of the Pittsburgh </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112490045514963946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112490045514963946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112490045514963946' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-112480296083496628</id><published>2005-08-22T07:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T09:18:35.570-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I'm off to the local Verizon Wireless store to try to buy a new cell phone for The Gal. Why? You ask. Let's just say that . . . cell phones, 7-year olds, and a creek don't play well together.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112480296083496628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112480296083496628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112480296083496628' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-112480349158361325</id><published>2005-08-21T18:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T09:26:30.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>While I'm not a big fan of the pre-season, I thought I'd catch a few moments of The Game (if you have to ask, you must not know me very well) last night.However, 4 hours after we arrived at the lovely Mt. Airy home of our local lesbian poker party hosts, we were still quite into the big Texas Hold'Em game. While neither The Gal nor I "won," a good time was had by all.They even had a small TV on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112480349158361325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112480349158361325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112480349158361325' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-112445718963777278</id><published>2005-08-19T07:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T09:15:13.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went to the ballgame last night. Here's what I love about Gay Day at the Phillies:The women are really into the game. Most of the lesbians I sat near last night were actually keeping scorecards - and here I thought that I was the only girl who grew up knowing how to score a baseball game!The men are really into the game. For the 2nd year in a row, I had the pleasure of sitting next to an educated</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112445718963777278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112445718963777278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112445718963777278' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-112445828248763559</id><published>2005-08-13T18:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T09:31:22.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yet another post in the "here's how us LGBT parents are pretty much the same as every other parent in the world" category:Today is The Banana's birthday. What do we do? Whatever she wants. She wrote it all down on one of her t-shirts (using washable markers, of course).The List included things like going to the new cafe by our house for coffee (us) and chocolate crepes (her). Meg, the wonderful </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112445828248763559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112445828248763559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112445828248763559' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-112445763439437812</id><published>2005-08-11T19:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T09:21:08.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finally saw "March of the Penguins".It was, indeed, funny and sad and educational and informative and beautifully filmed; basically, everything everyone's saying about it.What I find most interesting, though : The Buzz about the film. And how people react to The Buzz. Had this been a regular program showing on OLN or the National Geographic Channel, I doubt anyone would even know it's airing. But</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112445763439437812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112445763439437812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112445763439437812' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-112360754199651705</id><published>2005-08-09T13:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T13:12:22.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So much going on in the world - legislators voting for pay raises for themselves, more casualties in Iraq, the anniversary of the A-bomb, the space shuttle returning to earth. . .. . . and, what does my little newsrag report this morning? That Rosie O'Donnell will join Harvey Fierstein on Broadway as Goldie to his Tevye in "Fiddler On The Roof."That is such a scary thought!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112360754199651705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112360754199651705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112360754199651705' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-112316716065425131</id><published>2005-08-04T08:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T10:52:40.656-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's the little things in life, 'eh?Sittin' on the front porch on a cool summer morning, waiting for the camp bus with The Banana, playing Go Fish using our new 'Charlie and The Chocolate Factory ('got any "golden tickets" ?) playing cards.'What could be better than this?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112316716065425131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112316716065425131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112316716065425131' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-112307559948133107</id><published>2005-08-03T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T10:50:00.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Intelligent Design. Just what marketing company came up with that moniker, I wonder? I may have to write to the NY Times' linguist guy.Bushie has this to say about it : "I think that part of education is to expose people to different schools of thought."Hmmm. And yet, regarding sex education, his administration promotes an 'abstinence-only' approach; while the CDC estimates that 19 million STD </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112307559948133107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112307559948133107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112307559948133107' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-112299537508504999</id><published>2005-08-02T11:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T11:22:16.760-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Birthday to Me, Happy Birthday to Me. . .So, my boss sez to me this a.m., for my birthday, she'll buy me 2 CDs - my choice. Hmmm, I say, where to begin. Tegan &amp; Sara? Green Day? Team Dresch? The "Love Actually" soundtrack?While I ponder this Very Important Question, I decide to listen to a little Amy Ray. There are some "bonus tracks" on her new web site, including a very awesome cover of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112299537508504999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112299537508504999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112299537508504999' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-112299061013856913</id><published>2005-08-01T10:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T09:50:50.656-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, Congress is barely out of session for summer break when Bushie goes and - does what ? - appoints John Bolton to be the new ambassador to the U.N.  !You know, "right-wing extremist" John Bolton - whose appointment many legislators had been fighting to block for the last 4 months !So much for "multilateralism."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112299061013856913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112299061013856913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112299061013856913' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-112291210635373752</id><published>2005-07-30T06:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T09:57:03.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Spent the weekend with The Banana at a family reunion. The Italian side of the family. There was a lot of food.And gambling. Which led The Banana, at one point, to ask me "Why are we playing musical chairs for money?" [Not that she was complaining. She loves winning money. And she did!]In the meantime, I lost in the first round of the Texas Hold'em Tourney.On a side note, the Brothers and My </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112291210635373752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112291210635373752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112291210635373752' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-112291110413070407</id><published>2005-07-28T11:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T12:03:08.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last night, I gathered a group of friends and "train buddies" and we went to play Quizzo.What fun!Our team, "Stranded by SEPTA," (and we were, indeed, stranded by Septa - and the storms - later in the evening!) came in 4th place with 97 points. So close to the 100 Point Club. Not bad for our first effort, though.Dissention came in the form of Johnny Depp. For some reason, I thought "consensus" </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112291110413070407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112291110413070407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112291110413070407' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-112291071026284735</id><published>2005-07-27T15:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T11:39:45.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh, that Ricky-boy. Changing his statement already.So, today he sez' : "No, no; I didn't say I wasn't going to run in '08. I said that right now I didn't think I'd run in '08. That's 3-1/2 years away, anything could happen between now and then."Flip, flop, flippity flop.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112291071026284735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112291071026284735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112291071026284735' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-112240087822422518</id><published>2005-07-26T20:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T14:01:18.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, I stayed up late last night to watch the Jon Stewart show 'cuz, you know, Rick-y boy was gonna be on.Really.Santorum had this to say about families (you know, as in "It Takes a Family" - his new book) :It's in the best interest of children for families to have 2 parents = 1 man, 1 woman.While not every family will have that, it is the "ideal" to be worked towards.To that end, then, the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112240087822422518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112240087822422518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112240087822422518' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-112240029351802702</id><published>2005-07-24T23:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T13:51:33.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today, an answer to that age-old question: just what do gay and lesbian parents do . . . on the weekends?If your family is anything like mine ("over-programmed"), you do the following:Have your daughter's birthday party 3 weeks early so her best friend can attend.Help the party guests - all girls - make shrinky-dinks and - yum!- s'mores.Set up a tent and 2 inflatable air mattresses so they can "</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112240029351802702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112240029351802702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112240029351802702' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-112203953403338767</id><published>2005-07-21T11:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T10:03:48.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, for some reason Air America ditched my favorite a.m. talk program - "Unfiltered" with Rachel, Lizz and Chuck D. And they have substituted, of all things, the Jerry Springer show!However, they have given Rachel Maddow her own program. At 5:00 a.m.! Who do they think her listeners are? Soccer moms up early getting the mini-van ready for the day?Thankfully, one (namely, me) can download her </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112203953403338767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112203953403338767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112203953403338767' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-112195786217688078</id><published>2005-07-20T08:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T10:57:42.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, there I was, minding my own business last night, channel-hopping, hoping to find some remnants of a decent television program when I came across images of John G. Roberts, Jr., the man Bushie has tapped to be the next Supreme Court Justice.You may have noticed I've not been writing lately. My life got a bit crazy these last couple of months. I had even stopped watching or listening to the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112195786217688078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/112195786217688078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112195786217688078' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-111685965594914210</id><published>2005-05-18T11:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T10:50:13.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hope everyone in PA voted yesterday - and also took a moment to celebrate the 1-year anniversary of the Massachusettes Marriages.Still waiting for the Red State hetero folks to explain exactly how these marriages have "harmed" their own ?!On a side note, does anyone else think that Arlen Spector - with his chemo-induced bald head, protruding ears and triple chins - looks a bit like Yoda ?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/111685965594914210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/111685965594914210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111685965594914210' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-111685907454889650</id><published>2005-05-17T15:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T10:41:38.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I take it back. Apparently this is what it takes to keep your name in the newsPhiladelphia Daily News -- May 17, 2005LETTERS TO THE EDITOR"Competition vs. pay-to-play "RE: ENDING no-bid contracts: All of your ideas are good for cleaning up the city. But pay-to-play is also a huge problem in the suburban county governments. . . (blah, blah, blah)Joseph M. HoeffelAbingtonThe writer is a former </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/111685907454889650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/111685907454889650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111685907454889650' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-111685883268568686</id><published>2005-05-16T10:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T10:43:07.163-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Remember back in March when I was pondering, in the midst of the Santorum-Casey match up just where was Joe Hoeffel ?Well, according to the Inky, he's been hanging out by The Clothespin - distributing campaign literature and rounding up voters for tomorrow's primary election.Oh, Joe. It's come to this to keep your name out there?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/111685883268568686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/111685883268568686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111685883268568686' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-111049085018763478</id><published>2005-03-09T11:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T10:40:10.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So today I heard a strange rumor about the whole Casey anti-abortion thing. . . that he is actually pro-choice [but has to play the role of Good Catholic Boy] and that if he beats Santorum, he won't vote for any anti-choice legislation. Hmmm.In the meantime, yesterday, the U.S. Senate voted 53-46 to reject an amendment that would have stopped violent protesters -- i.e. like those at abortion </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/111049085018763478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/111049085018763478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111049085018763478' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-111048945744814449</id><published>2005-03-08T18:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T16:17:37.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Happy" International Women's Day.While the rest of the world was busy marching, protesting and organizing, here in the States, I'm pretty sure my workplace is the only one which gives us the day off.From the United Nations web site, a brief herstory /  chronology of the most important events:1909In accordance with a declaration by the Socialist Party of America, the first National Woman's Day </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/111048945744814449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/111048945744814449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111048945744814449' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-111024861017776117</id><published>2005-03-07T20:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T21:23:30.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>On the eve of International Women's Day and as the U.N. continues to meet on the status of women (Beijing + 10), I can't help but think we've taken one step forward, two steps back in many ways.See, last week I caught a bit of a PBS documentary on the National Women's Conference of 1977. Some of the women who were present: Bella Abzug, Rosyln Carter, Betty Ford, Maya Angelou, Coretta Scott King, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/111024861017776117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/111024861017776117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111024861017776117' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-111015445421600015</id><published>2005-03-05T16:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T19:14:14.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Back in PA, the Governor has decided to support Mr. anti-abortion, anti-gun control Bob Casey Jr. in the 2006 election for Ricky Boy Santorum's U.S. Senate seat, angering many pro-choice Democrats (yours truely amongst them) and alientating former State Treasurer Barbara Hafer, who was also planning to run for the seat.In all fairness, I didn't think Hafer could beat Santorum; plus, she only </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/111015445421600015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/111015445421600015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111015445421600015' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-111015333980451348</id><published>2005-03-04T20:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T16:05:27.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Meanwhile, back in New York, there were actual "jeers and catcalls" on the usually-staid floor of the U.N. today. For whom? you might ask. Well, for none-other than U.S. Delegate Ellen Sauerbrey, as she took a momet to "stress Washington's opposition to abortion and support for sexual abstinence and fidelity."Ms. Sauerbrey : "We have stated clearly and on many occasions ... that we do not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/111015333980451348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/111015333980451348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111015333980451348' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-111015263207372958</id><published>2005-03-03T16:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T18:44:16.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Down the road a bit from New York, there's another Feminist Battle raging between the so-called Borgata Babes and management.Seems management wants the "right" to fire any Borgata Babes (a.k.a. the skimpily-clad cocktail waitresses in the Borgata casino in Atlantic City) who gain over 7% of their base weight when hired. The Babe's union challenged the weigh-in. Managment rejected the union </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/111015263207372958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/111015263207372958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111015263207372958' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-111015171656432924</id><published>2005-03-01T18:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T18:28:36.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, the U.N.'s Women's Conference began yesterday and already the U.S. has put its Big Brother Foot in its mouth.The first proposal made was to merely reaffirm the platform adopted 10 years ago in Beijiing. But, U.S. delegates (lead by Ellen Sauerbrey - oh! how my Maryland years continue to haunt me!) expressed concern (now! of all times) that the Beijiing platform "might be interpreted as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/111015171656432924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/111015171656432924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111015171656432924' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-110921699921986067</id><published>2005-02-21T10:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T23:06:57.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I can't believe I stayed up until 11:00 p.m. last night watching the season two premerie of The L-Word. It wasn't very good at all.The Gal had issues with the show's "timeline" - I mean, just how pregnant is Tina supposed to be? Did Bette really stay with "the carpenter" for that long? And Dana and Alice are just getting around to discussing "the kiss" now ?Personally, I thought the writers</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/110921699921986067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/110921699921986067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110921699921986067' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-110744233189707543</id><published>2005-02-03T10:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T09:52:11.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Welcome to The Day After.The Speech, that is. You know: Bushie. State of the Union. Talking Heads. Laura on Botox (how else to explain the funny way that fake smile stays on her face the entire time her hubby is talking out of the side of his mouth?).While I couldn't bring myself to watch it live (I just can't bear the thought of his smug 'smirk'), I caught bits and pieces of it, some </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/110744233189707543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/110744233189707543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110744233189707543' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-110683995723732885</id><published>2005-01-27T09:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T10:32:37.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A brief follow-up to yesterday's blog re: PBS 'pulling' an episode of the Arthur cartoon "Postcards From Buster" from it's schedule :Tried to explain to The Banana just why her beloved PBS (she's even a 'Kids Club' member!) would not want to air an episode which shows kids who have 2 moms - like she has! - on it. Her well-put reply?"That's mean!"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/110683995723732885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/110683995723732885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110683995723732885' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-110679480509176970</id><published>2005-01-26T20:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T22:02:52.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I apologize for not keeping up with The Blog, but sometimes I just don't want to read the newspapers or think about things, ya know? Of course, then along comes a train ride with my buds Bryan and Jon and they couldn't believe I hadn't heard the latest (ok: first! she only just started her job on Monday!) from our new Secretary of Leaving-No-Child-Behind, Margaret Spellings (I wonder if she's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/110679480509176970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/110679480509176970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110679480509176970' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-110615009833155442</id><published>2005-01-17T10:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T10:54:58.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fly, Eagles, Fly. . . on the road to Vic-tor-y!Howdy sports fans! It was a good weekend for us here in PA. Steelers. Iggles. Boo-ya!However, those of you who follow sports superstitions closely will understand how I felt when The Banana dropped our Donovan McNabb bobblehead doll - and his right arm broke off!Gotta get out the super glue before next weekend. . .</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/110615009833155442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/110615009833155442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110615009833155442' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-110502176743382919</id><published>2005-01-06T08:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T09:51:37.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What's wrong with this picture?An actress pledges $1 million dollars to the Tsunami Relief Fund.A race car driver : $10 million ! (who knew race car drivers made so much money?)The President of The Free World : $10,000. Priceless.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/110502176743382919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/110502176743382919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110502176743382919' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-110502295052170195</id><published>2005-01-02T09:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T09:49:10.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Susan Sontag died over the holidays. While I was not that familiar with her work, I certainly had heard of her. The Gal has one of her books, "AIDS and it's Metaphors" which is kind of interesting in its own way.I am, however, completely amazed and astounded that I, gossip-monger and popular culture lover that I am, did not know that she [according to some, select, obits] "is survived by" Annie</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/110502295052170195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/110502295052170195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110502295052170195' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-110433704657555142</id><published>2004-12-29T11:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T11:17:26.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feelin' like some Tidbits today:Still on the Sports Bandwagon, how great is it that the UConn women's hoops team has dropped out of the Top 10 for the first time since, like, the mid-1990s! That means other women's hoops teams are more organized, competitive, and recruiting blue chip players away from UConn. ;) From the Lesbian Front - good ole' Pastor Beth has decided to appeal her case and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/110433704657555142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/110433704657555142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110433704657555142' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-110426263732072840</id><published>2004-12-28T14:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T14:37:17.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ah, my ongoing love-hate relationship with NPR continues. . .Today's 'Talk of the Nation' topic is "The Psychological Effects of Tramatic Incidents" (i.e. tsunamis; terrorism). No sooner than host Neal Conan made mention of the difficulties of surviving / seeing such trauma, then a caller ("Ali") phoned in from Southeast Asia noting how difficult it was to see "all the bodies" on the beach.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/110426263732072840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/110426263732072840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110426263732072840' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-110424957461699195</id><published>2004-12-27T22:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T11:01:50.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Sporty" (Spice) Maria here. Watchin' the Iggles. Feel kinda bad for those teams whose seasons are depending on them to win tonight. Won't happen. Oh well, we're holdin' out for the Super Bowl, ya know - 3 long years of losing in the Division Title game has made us ornery fans.Speaking of ornery fans - I've pilfered an X-mas gift from my dad. He got the book "Faithful" from my aunt and hasn't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/110424957461699195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/110424957461699195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110424957461699195' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-110410675432461880</id><published>2004-12-26T19:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T19:19:14.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Driving across Pennsylvania this week (sounds like a good title for a book, eh?) I couldn't help but notice all of those Magnetic Car Ribbons that have become quite the fad. The Gal &amp; I first noticed them when we traversed to Boston earlier in the year; mostly in upstate New York; mostly the Yellow "Support Our Troops" ones with a few Red-White-and-Blue "We Luv 'Merica" or Black POW-MIA ones </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/110410675432461880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/110410675432461880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110410675432461880' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-110410843689283470</id><published>2004-12-22T11:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T19:47:16.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Drove across my home state yesterday - 425 miles from our home in Philly to the netherlands that make up the North Coast of PA. Also known as Erie, PA. Dreary Erie. The Mistake on the Lake. It's a long drive, a boring drive, but at least we have our luggage!Sometimes I feel I could make the drive with my eyes shut. But I kept them wide open this trip, and noticed a very interesting thing: New </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/110410843689283470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/110410843689283470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110410843689283470' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-110251713391393657</id><published>2004-12-07T21:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T09:47:05.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Hanukkah! Light those Lights! Make those Miracles happen!One of which, it seems, did  happen today : The PA State Supreme Court upheld Philadelphia's domestic partnership law! Ok, so parts of it. . .Of course, now that The Mrs. is no longer employed by The City, the health insurance benefit no longer applies to us.We were eligible for the "benefit" of not having to pay a real estate </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/110251713391393657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/110251713391393657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110251713391393657' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-110235778794526799</id><published>2004-12-05T18:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T09:20:07.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> this morning I'm doing a quick mailing and half-watching George Stephanopolis, when I hear Trent Lott talking about "abstinence education" - you know, Bushie's big thing - not talking about sex, birth control, reproductive rights to young people, women in foreign countries, etc.I found it kind of funny, that phrase. As much as I've heard it, it didn't really hit me until today that, in how the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/110235778794526799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/110235778794526799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110235778794526799' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-110208652938831644</id><published>2004-12-03T09:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T10:20:57.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know, I know. . . it's been 2 long, dry weeks for you all. Hey! I have a real job, too, ya know ;) Here's some depressing Friday Tidbits :The United Church of Christ is airing a great pro-LGBT 30 sec. TV ad on a bunch of broadcast and cable networks but neither CBS nor NBC will air it, because it's all-inclusive message is "too controversial" (!) Check it out at : http://www.stillspeaking.com</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/110208652938831644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/110208652938831644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110208652938831644' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-110061462599439893</id><published>2004-11-16T09:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T09:17:05.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Condi, Condi, Condi.Can we really take seriously a woman whom the President likes to address as "Condi" ? (It sounds too much like "Bambi" for me).Reminds me of how "they" (read: white males and other "so-called" liberal media) used to call former New Jersey Governor Christine Todd Whitman, "Christie" (before she became the head of the EPA - when she regained status and respect, via her name)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/110061462599439893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/110061462599439893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110061462599439893' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-110061477737676896</id><published>2004-11-15T08:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T09:19:37.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, I'm in my car this weekend, pondering listening to an IG tape or trying to find the Eagles game on the radio (I forgot we had the Monday night game this week), when I come across this:"Rrrrrr, zoooommm, rrrrr, zooooooommmmmmmmm, rrrrrrrrrr"You get the idea.Just what is the point of putting NASCAR on the radio, anyway?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/110061477737676896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/110061477737676896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110061477737676896' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-110061535211681033</id><published>2004-11-13T16:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T09:29:12.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Attended a wonderful Indigo Girls concert last night, the last one of their "All That We Let In" tour (alas, they did not perform the title song).My friend, Mel, had a single seatt in The Pit (like 6 ft. away from Amy Ray!) so we hung with her during the opening act, but were kicked out just before IG went on.However, the lovely youngsters in the crowd rushed the stage about 5 songs in, so I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/110061535211681033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/110061535211681033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110061535211681033' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109992327427535268</id><published>2004-11-08T08:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T09:14:34.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been so depressed lately, it's been hard to even write on my Blog; but then, today, I read this item in the newspaper:"Karl Rove has told a number of American networks that Mr Bush will fight for a ban on gay marriage in his second term by seeking an amendment in the Congress." (Reuters)This, to appease his Conservative Christian voters, doncha know!Besides what you can imagine is my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109992327427535268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109992327427535268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109992327427535268' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109992466893390783</id><published>2004-11-05T14:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T09:37:48.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The theme of my radio show today was "Mandate My Ass!" (with props to Gil Scott-Heron).This in response to Mr. Cheney's lovely remarks thanking America for giving The Administration a clear "mandate" for the future, and Mr. Bushies's "I have the capital. . . and I intend to spend it" cowboy attitude.Goes along with my anger at the moment (in between moments of despair).I tried to get angry </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109992466893390783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109992466893390783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109992466893390783' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109948972694485274</id><published>2004-11-03T08:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T08:48:46.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, my train ride in to work was quite a quiet ride. Normally, there's a lot of chatter; neighbors catching up on gossip, news, each other's lives. Today, just quiet.Except for this one woman who must have either not stayed up late to catch the election returns; or is a Republican. Couldn't tell.The rest of us were dismayed as we read our papers in silence. Ohio this, Ohio that. Arlen </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109948972694485274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109948972694485274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109948972694485274' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109949019940617632</id><published>2004-11-02T18:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T08:56:39.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Gal and I spent most of the day today in Philadelphia's 32nd ward - the area in and around the 22nd and Diamond Street neighborhood win which, for you sports fans, Dawn Staley grew up in.So, us two cute, little, radical white lesbians visited with all of the older, straight (mostly female!) African-American election officials at various polling places.  We volunteered with the Committee of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109949019940617632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109949019940617632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109949019940617632' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109949101182289809</id><published>2004-11-01T08:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T09:10:11.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In a post-Halloween funk.And not because I ate too much candy (The Banana wouldn't let me touch her piles!)Just 'cuz, you know, it's over. I love Halloween. Enjoyed wearing my Mary Cheney costume; even though my "Bush-Cheney 04" button got quite a few stares and a few choice words. (I also wore a Coors logo on a polo shirt and carried a mock-up copy of "mom's" lesbian-romance novel, Sisters).</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109949101182289809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109949101182289809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109949101182289809' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109905602339238743</id><published>2004-10-29T08:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T09:20:23.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just when I thought it was safe to "come out of the closet" and show my support for HRC (I even recently sent them -- EEEK! -- a contribution!). . .. . . they go and do something totally absurd like endorse BOTH candidates in the 13th District race for U.S. Congress here in PA - Allyson Schwartz (good Dem, my state senator who was instrumental in helping pass hate crimes legislation in PA, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109905602339238743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109905602339238743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109905602339238743' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109905471558988233</id><published>2004-10-28T19:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T08:58:35.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>From my "mom" hat today (not lesbian mom, just mom):How much do I love the little bug-a-boo, My Banana? She's reading to me these days, at bedtime. Cute little books from her school with lots of repetitive language. It could never be too repetitive for me.And, we're watching old musicals on DVD - "Sound of Music," "Fiddler on the Roof," "The Music Man" (they're singing at school). Tonight, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109905471558988233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109905471558988233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109905471558988233' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109905436880811148</id><published>2004-10-27T08:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T08:52:48.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ah, there IS hope for justice in the world, after all.Today on the train, I read this piece that made my day (from the AP):"A Catholic abortion-rights group has asked the IRS to revoke the tax-exempt status of the Archdiocese of St. Louis and to stop the archdiocese's attempts to influence the Nov. 2 election."The complaint says the Roman Catholic archdiocese violated its status as a public</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109905436880811148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109905436880811148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109905436880811148' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109905394747959646</id><published>2004-10-26T13:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T08:45:47.480-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today, I had my election day training with the Committee of Seventy, the local "non-partisan, election watchdog group" here in the City of Brotherly Love and Sisterly Affection.They observe at the polls every election, even the primaries. This is the first year they have enough volunteers to cover every ward in the city, and double up in the larger wards! To give you a sense of it, we have 66 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109905394747959646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109905394747959646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109905394747959646' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109905345646892324</id><published>2004-10-25T15:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T08:37:36.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>That was me you saw wa-a-a-y in the back at the John Kerry rally today in Philly. By the LOVE statue.Despite speeches by just about every Democrat running for office this year (and a few who aren't), it was a nice event. Good to see Bill looking well. John Kerry looks great, strong, positive. Patti LaBelle, Da Bomb. (I'm pretty sure she got a bigger ovation than just about anyone except Bill).</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109905345646892324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109905345646892324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109905345646892324' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109836766585474921</id><published>2004-10-21T09:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T11:20:12.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just offering up a few Tidbits today, as I am tired from watching the Red Sox beat up on the Yankees last night (hoo-ray!).Speaking of which, just when did we start singing "God Bless America" during the 7th inning stretch? I miss the good ole' days at Memorial Stadium when we'd sing "Thank God I'm a Country Boy"!I had pondered dressing for Halloween this year as a Swift Boat Veteran For Truth</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109836766585474921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109836766585474921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109836766585474921' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109827953764005347</id><published>2004-10-19T04:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T09:38:57.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today, a Good Judge threw out the case in which PA state legislators filed suit against two gay men who attempted to get an application for a marriage license in Bucks County. While we pretty much knew the suit was quite frivolous, I didn't know about some of the language in the suite, as state Rep. Mike Veon noted in a recent e-mail:· "Marriage should be restricted to opposite-sex couples in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109827953764005347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109827953764005347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109827953764005347' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109827885192560520</id><published>2004-10-18T21:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T09:27:31.926-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Not going to write too much tonight, but this:I spent the afternoon in a Women's Death Review meeting. This group reviews deaths of women aged 18-55 in Philadelphia and tries to assess which agencies/service providers might have had contact with them and how intervention could have been better in order to have prevented their deaths.So many times the women either had no one in their lives </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109827885192560520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109827885192560520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109827885192560520' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109785018222215846</id><published>2004-10-15T09:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T10:31:50.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Friday Tidbits:I didn't believe it at first but, yes, there IS a web site called Radical Allyson (as in Allyson Schwartz, my wonderful state senator who is running for a seat in the U.S. House). Paid for by Friends of Melissa Brown, her opponent, they apparently have nothing better to spend their time and money on than trashing Sen. Schwart. Or, should I say, they have nothing good to say about</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109785018222215846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109785018222215846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109785018222215846' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109778263627957644</id><published>2004-10-14T15:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T09:19:42.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh, so much to possibly write about. What a debate last night, eh?From their matching outfits, to Bushie trying to crack jokes and forgetting that the audience was prohibited from responding (thus, dead air), to Ted Kennedy-bashing (twice, by Bushie), then a positive comment about Ted Kennedy (also by Bushie, later in the debate), to some great questions by the moderator Bob Schieffer.I can't</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109778263627957644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109778263627957644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109778263627957644' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109767507391558945</id><published>2004-10-12T17:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T09:44:33.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Doin' My Civic Duty. Since my boss gave us Election Day off this year (in lieu of the "white-male-holiday" of Columbus Day, which we do not get off), I've decided to volunteer.I'm not a phone kind of person, so that eliminates my volunteering for MoveOn.org, which, locally, is seeking phone-bankers on Election Day to call voters and make sure they've made it to the polls.I personally dislike </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109767507391558945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109767507391558945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109767507391558945' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109751916236495676</id><published>2004-10-11T14:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T14:26:02.363-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy National Coming Out Day. By the way, have I told you that I'm gay?I've decided that, in future years, instead of participating in Outfest or any LGBT activity on October 11th (and thereabouts), I'd rather infiltrate the community-at-large with my Out Loud, Out Proud Self.Yesterday, for instance, My Gal, The Banana, and My Parental Units (who were visiting) attended the Chestnut Hill </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109751916236495676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109751916236495676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109751916236495676' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109751873704631937</id><published>2004-10-10T15:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T09:21:35.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I was able to pull my father away from his beloved baseball games this weekend (both of "his teams" - the Cards and the Red Sox - are in the playoffs!) and watch the Town Hall Debate.Did anyone else find Bushie's humor to be a bit odd? "I own a forest? Want some timber? Heh, heh." Kind of like a cross between Alfred E. Neumann and Beavis and Butthead (a "shout out" to my Train Buddy Bryan</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109751873704631937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109751873704631937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109751873704631937' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109751789330517972</id><published>2004-10-09T22:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T14:06:16.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In some good gay news this week, it looks like the judge in the Bucks County case of two men who tried to get a marriage license application but then were sued by 12 Pennsylvania State Senators is leaning towards throwing the suit out.The real good news about this is that the Alliance Defense Fund - an Arizona based organization which opposes gay marriage, among other things (the usual: </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109751789330517972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109751789330517972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109751789330517972' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109751704201835299</id><published>2004-10-08T14:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T13:50:42.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Speaking of rich, white men with too much power who are prone to anger-filled outbursts:Apparently, yesterday PA State Senator Vince Fumo also knows an "F-word." Not the one Mr. Dick is so fond of, however.In this case, he used a homophobic-slur-F-word. You know the one. Think "girlie-men" (as spoken by yet another rich, white male with too much power).I won't go into why Mr. F., who calls </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109751704201835299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109751704201835299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109751704201835299' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109751635722581635</id><published>2004-10-07T20:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T13:39:17.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My neighbor, Rog, asked me today what I thought about the Vice Presidential debate held on Tuesday.Truth is, I didn't watch it.And, wouldn't you know, Mr. Dick goes on to talk about his lesbian daughter!I miss all the good stuff!So, I googled the transcript to find out just what was said.Oh, just the usual. Blah, blah, blah, I (Mr. Dick) support a state's right to decide about same sex </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109751635722581635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109751635722581635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109751635722581635' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109690719212801276</id><published>2004-10-04T13:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T12:26:32.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, John Kerry promised today to expand funding for stem cell research."Three years ago, the President [Bush] enacted a far-reaching ban on stem cell research," says John Kerry's new ad.Bushie's web site responds with, "The President's [Bushie's] announcement did not ban, limit or restrict stem cell research."What Bushie actually said in his press conference back in August 2001 was that, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109690719212801276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109690719212801276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109690719212801276' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109690607174098041</id><published>2004-10-03T10:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T12:07:51.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Had our neighborhood Block Party today. Here are a few of the fun things we did:Potluck dinner. The most popular item seemed to be the meatballs and the veggie lasagna (NEITHER made by Yours Truly!). . . I helped set-up and I didn't even get to those items fast enough for a taste.Non-Scavenger Hunt for the kids. Instead of collecting items, they had to find and identify features of our block - </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109690607174098041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109690607174098041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109690607174098041' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109690514999750187</id><published>2004-10-02T17:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T11:52:29.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, the Phillies fired manager Larry Bowa today.The Sports Fan in me has This to say about That: bad move.What? Ed Wade and David Montgomery couldn't find it within themselves to find a marquee player before the trade deadline so we might have a shot at the playoffs, but they found the moral fortitude to fire the most winningest manager in a long while?Glad I got to the New Ballpark this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109690514999750187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109690514999750187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109690514999750187' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109665291411598830</id><published>2004-09-30T22:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T13:48:34.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The House voted down the FMA today, 227-186. Hoo-ray.Yet, 36 Dems voted for it. I will find out their names and "out" them here. Don't they know the party's platform is kindness towards all people ? (Well, it should be!)Of course, legislators used the infamous argument that "God created Adam and Eve, He didn't create Adam and Steve" as to why only men and women should have the constitutional </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109665291411598830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109665291411598830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109665291411598830' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109650900029398251</id><published>2004-09-29T21:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T21:50:00.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some of you have asked why I haven't been writing much lately. (Who knew I had more than 5 active readers amongst you?)Truth be told, I have some items I've been working on in my hard drive, not yet uploaded.I realized that, with the advent of my new, daily Air America radio habit (ok -- addiction!), that I have less and less to write about. [That's http://www.AirAmericaRadio.com - LIVE LINKS</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109650900029398251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109650900029398251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109650900029398251' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109650820097313120</id><published>2004-09-28T22:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T21:36:40.973-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Anyone read the NY Times Magazine this weekend? The Gal and I are big fans of The Ethicist and he had a good column this week.All about the national health club Curves and how its founder / franchiser (the guy who gets rich off of the profits) Gary Heavin gives a lot of money to right-wing, conservative, anti-choice organizations.The imperative phrase there being a lot - as that appeared to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109650820097313120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109650820097313120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109650820097313120' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109631609986007671</id><published>2004-09-27T16:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T16:14:59.860-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>From the files of "How Did These 2 Lesbian Moms With Absolutely No Fashion Sense Get Our Daughter, Anyway?" . . .This weekend, The Banana finally agreed to go shoe shopping, as her favorite shoes were recenlty sent to The Shoe Graveyard and the pair she currently wears is about to Bite the Dust. And, what does she select?High-heeled, fur-lined clogs.Go figure.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109631609986007671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109631609986007671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109631609986007671' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109525500513131879</id><published>2004-09-14T04:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T09:31:40.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today, the Black Clergy of Philadelphia and Vicinity endorsed incumbant Republican Arlen Specter for the U.S. Senate.Yet another reason to vote for Joe Hoeffel.You see, I have nothing against black clergy. It's The Black Clergy I have issues with. Besides that whole endorsement thing and preaching politics from the pulpit and the inability to have separation of church and state in our country</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109525500513131879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109525500513131879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109525500513131879' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109516949434699627</id><published>2004-09-13T14:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T09:44:54.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Back in my "daily life." Think I'll do some more Tidbits:Joe Hoeffel was very funny today on my new fave radio program, Unfiltered on Air America radio, comparing jobs lost in PA under Bushie = 160,000. Gay marriages in PA = zippo! Which should we be more concerned about? Go, Joe!How about that "mushroom cloud" sighted over North Korea? Hmmmm. They'vea dmitted they have nu-cu-lur weapons. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109516949434699627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109516949434699627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109516949434699627' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109482322871721670</id><published>2004-09-10T09:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T09:35:02.873-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know, I know. . . where have I been? It's been tough coming back to the real world after our great Vermont Vacation. However, I think I can ponder up some Friday Tidbits:Watched some Thursday Night Football (still can't get used to football on Thursdays, though). Game was good, but that pre-show? Get over it, just show the game, will ya? I felt really bad for the Boston Pops, not only </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109482322871721670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109482322871721670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109482322871721670' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109413832939449395</id><published>2004-09-03T15:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T12:36:42.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ever have one of those vacations where you just can't assimilate back into your own life very easily?In my case, it has to do with "noise."In Vermont, we were in a house near the Green Mountains. In the woods, off a state road. While a few cars would travel the road at night, the usual noises were that of the house shifting and crickets chirping.No cell phones, no airplanes, no radio; and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109413832939449395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109413832939449395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109413832939449395' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109414339924018917</id><published>2004-09-02T12:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T12:43:19.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, liberal talk radio is abuzz today, in the tradition of Where's Waldo?Where was Mary Cheney last night?The straight daughter was on the stage at the Republican Convention. So was her husband, their kids, Lynne, and loving Daddy Dick.Al Franken suggested that maybe lesbians are slow. (Gay time?)NPR tried to put words in the mouths of their interviewees. (Republican conspiracy? Hiding The</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109414339924018917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109414339924018917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109414339924018917' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109398027937541856</id><published>2004-09-01T09:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T15:24:39.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, I just can't stay away from the Republican National Convention. Not the entertainment aspect of it, mind you (I got what I needed in that respect from those Dancin' Dems); but the political part. You know, The Platform. This is what The GOP has to say about "Protecting Marriage" (emphases below are mine):"We strongly support President Bush's call for a Constitutional amendment that fully </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109398027937541856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109398027937541856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109398027937541856' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109397805708899767</id><published>2004-08-31T15:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T15:06:10.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As we all know, summer is a time for Flip-Flops. Sun, sand, John Kerry -- er -- I mean, G.W. Bushie:"Can we win the war on terror?" he is asked (a seemingly innocent question).One day, he sez, "I don't think we can win it."Next day, "This war is winable (sic)."Personally, I think the bigger story here is that The Media is actually pointing out this flippitty flop-flop!And, while we're on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109397805708899767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109397805708899767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109397805708899767' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109395930463082010</id><published>2004-08-29T21:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T11:22:29.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello. Back from a restful vacation. Tried not to watch TV or listen to the news (which is hard to do in Vermont, since I could get Air America programming through a Burlington radio station!). A few Tidbits from my week:So, there I am, on top of Mt. Mansfield (the highest point in Vermont), rocks and trees and open green spaces as far as the eye can see, the beauty and wonder of Our Great </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109395930463082010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109395930463082010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109395930463082010' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109300853628975848</id><published>2004-08-20T09:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T09:28:56.290-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Friday "Tidbits" :Am kind of enjoying The Olympics on NBC. The Banana likes the women's gymnastics, I like the swimming. Could do without the commentary, however (The Gal was surprised that Bob Costas was still around !).And "yuk !" on those bios of the atheletes! I thought they were having less of them this year? Saw one last night on Svetlana, the Russian gymnast (who I like very much), and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109300853628975848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109300853628975848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109300853628975848' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109283678254008517</id><published>2004-08-17T16:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T09:46:22.540-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yet another reason to dislike NPR :I actually listened to part of "Day to Day" this afternoon (Tuesday) since I lost my free Internet feed to Air America at 11:00 a.m.  The program had a very nice feature on Kevin Han of the U.S. Badminton team and how the men's doubles team is our best chance for a badminton medal at the Olympics this year.In fact, it made me want to run home and watch some </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109283678254008517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109283678254008517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109283678254008517' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109275192937547563</id><published>2004-08-16T15:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T10:12:09.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today, I dumped NPR and took up with Air America Radio for my daily news fix.Not a tough call - I've been Actively Seeking Other Radio News for a while now (remember my Election Day one-night-stand with Conservative Talk Radio?).I had that brief affair with Gay Talk Radio; until the "free" Internet link to the Sirius Radio Network that I found would no longer work.Some of my NPR gripes :</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109275192937547563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109275192937547563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109275192937547563' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633352.post-109259934969262538</id><published>2004-08-15T14:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T15:49:09.693-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Once again, a lovely weekend. And another installment of, "Just what DOES a lesbian-headed family do in their day-to-day lives?"Well, if you're two lesbians with a daughter who turned 6 on Friday (and who has quite the imagination!), you have a wild-and-crazy Dr. Seuss themed birthday party.These are some of the things she thought of for the party:Pin the Who's from Whoville on Horton's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109259934969262538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633352/posts/default/109259934969262538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariavee.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109259934969262538' title=''/><author><name>Maria Vee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10706769271649646864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
