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      <description>What happens in the Crooked House.</description>
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      <copyright>Copyright 2013</copyright>
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         <title>Knives</title>
         <description><![CDATA[<p>I have a knife set and it generally works well for me. The cooks knife though, could be sharper, have a better shape. This has led me to look for alternatives. First I tried a Japanese cooks knife. It works different than the German knife I started with, in some ways nicer, in some ways not. It too could be sharper. Both those knives are made of stainless steel which just won't take a really sharp edge. People like them though because they look good and require little maintenance.</p>

<p>I want to try a carbon steel knife. They are hard to find. No local store has one. On the web I see some Sabatier knives, and in some of the food fora folks talk with fondness about their old French Sabatier blades. Solutions? Get a Sabatier knife.</p>

<p>Not so fast. What is a Sabatier knife? Some vendors talk like there is only one, but I have found the truth not so simple.</p>]]></description>
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         <category>Cooking</category>
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         <title>The College of Continuing Education Sucks</title>
         <description><![CDATA[<p>The <a http://www.cce.umn.edu/">College of Continuing Education</a> Sucks.  I paid them thousands of dollars for a course on UNIX system administration and C/C++ programming.  I was out of work at the time and wanted a certificate telling potential employers that I knew at least a little about the work I was applying for.  The class was half administration and half programming.  The administration portion was competently taught, but on obsolete (SCO) software.  Ok, UNIX is UNIX, even if it is a few years out of date.  The programming half of the class, however, was taught by a math professor from the University of St. Cloud who barely knew C and knew less about C++.  And UNIX completely baffled him.  After an initial attempt to work with UNIX, he tried to teach the class UNIX programming on Microsoft Windows.  This made me unhappy.  I complained to the program administrator and asked for a refund.  He refused.  He did offer to let me repeat the course, but by then I had gotten a job (no thanks to that program) and didn't have two months to devote to what may too have been a waste of time.</p>

<p>Oh, did I mention that the cce.umn.edu Sucks?</p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>Thu, 11 May 2006 21:02:21 -0600</pubDate>
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         <title>Sad Non-memories</title>
         <description><![CDATA[<p>Years ago I was in line to check out at a department store and a man came up to me and said "Hi!  We used to go to junior high school together.  We were inseparable.  Best Friends!  I lost track of you when you moved away.  Tell me everything."</p>

<p>His face rapidly moved from joy to confusion to anguish as he realized that I didn't recognize him.</p>

<p>In fact, I had no idea who he was.  He obviously did know me.  I believed him that we were buddies in junior high.  Realizing that made me a bit sad that my weird memory had cost me a part of my past, but what really got me was the pain in that man's face.</p>

<p>I discovered a few years ago that I have a ... well a neurological difference.  One manifestation of that difference is a weird memory.  I can remember some things, I can't remember others.  It doesn't seem to matter how important the remembered events, things, people were.  Maybe I remember, maybe I don't.   It doesn't really hurt me, except for a vague sense of loss.  But it obviously can hurt others.</p>]]></description>
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         <category>Life</category>
         <pubDate>Wed, 10 May 2006 19:41:38 -0600</pubDate>
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