Go meara with the date-having!

I'm judging another writing contest. The two I've judged so far were challenging, because they were OK but just didn't quite come to life somehow, and I had to try to figure out WHY they didn't, explain it, and offer suggestions for improvement. Which probably helps me develop as a writer, tempting as it was to just write, "I dunno. Meh." and be done with it.

I didn't catch Hec's mistake. Yesterday, I attempted to google the guy I crushed on in hs. Have no idea which one he is! But it's silly...what would I say? "Now I would do more than stare at you." or "I'm less ugly than you(probably don't) remember, I swear!"

t A thread lurker pops up to defend folk music.

It's got pretty harmonies! Simple tunes you can sing along with!

I like to alternate my Weavers boxed set with the Cure or Big Pig--it clears out the folk palate with some serious new wave.

It's got pretty harmonies! Simple tunes you can sing along with!

All this can be achieved without snooty lefty-lib smuggery. Stick to Woody Guthrie - he had a sense of humor. Or Billy Bragg and Wilco covering Woody Guthrie. Weavers are okay. Peter Paul & Mary? No.

I still like the original Puff the Magic Dragon.

So there.

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PINELLAS PARK, Florida (CNN) -- The feeding tube for the brain-damaged Florida woman at the center of a bitter moral and legal tug of war was disconnected Friday afternoon, and her husband's lawyer pleaded, "She has a right to die in peace."

The dramatic moment seemed to cap an emotional day in which Terri Schiavo's husband, parents, the courts and members of Congress waded into the battle over the woman's fate.

But late Friday, lawyers for the House of Representatives filed an appeal with the U.S. Supreme Court, asking the justices to intervene in the case.

Terri Schiavo's guardian ad litem speaks.

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This is the guy who was appointed to be a neutral third party, to determine what Terri's interests, as opposed to Michael's or the parents', were.

It's well worth reading.

"I would beg her, `Please, Terri, help me,'" he said. "You want to believe there's some connection. You hope she's going to sit up and bed and say, `Hey, I'm really here, but don't tell anybody.' Or, `I'm really here, tell everybody!'"

But Schiavo never made eye contact. When Wolfson visited her when her parents were there, she never made eye contact with them either, he said. And for all of Wolfson's pleadings and coaxing, he never got what he most wanted: a sign.

"I felt like there was something distinctive about whoever Terri is," said Wolfson. "But I was not clear that it was there, inside the vessel."

Wolfson was dismayed to learn Friday that Barbara Weller, an attorney for the Schindlers, claimed that Schiavo tried to speak. "Terri does not speak," he said. "To claim otherwise reduces her to a fiction."

One thing Wolfson never doubted was that for all their intense, mutual antagonism, both Michael Schiavo and Terri's parents love and adore her.

She was cared for incredibly well, Wolfson said. Her hair was always combed, and after 15 years of being incapacitated, she never developed a bedsore. In fact, Wolfson said until about seven years ago, Michael Schiavo had Terry's makeup and hair done regularly, and her clothes changed every day - to the point that hospice staff protested that he was being overly demanding about her care.

I t heart Billy Bragg.

Workers' Playtime was on constant repeat in the tape player in college. Talking with the Taxman about Poetry and Back to Basics weren't far behind.

GO meara with the date-having!

I've never seen it either.

Don't know if you're still up and reading P-C, but I'm pretty sure you have to be expelled from the U of M now.

Talking with the Taxman about Poetry

... was an album I loved loved loved and wore out.