Well, I think I’m approaching the apogee of the third stage of blogging, at least in Moveable Type. Oh, no, not because I’ve learned everything there is to know about MT, but because I’ve learned just enough to know there’s a hell of a lot I don’t know about what I’m doing with the blog; when I run it through the validator there are a hell of a lot of errors that I don’t really understand (well, some). I might be able to do a lot of cleanup, or more likely a lot of damage to my main index template…
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A Northwest Airlines flight that was headed to Rapid City, South Dakota, landed a few miles off course at Ellsworth Air Force Base, and passengers had to wait in the plane for more than three hours while their crew was interrogated. Passengers on Northwest Flight 1152, an Airbus A-319 from St. Paul, expected to be welcomed to Rapid City Regional Airport on Saturday, but after about five minutes they were told to close their window shades and not look out, said passenger Robert Morrell. OOPS! Well, that story will be making the rounds at work tomorrow. And hey, I’ll bet…
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Father’s Day. Yep. Until joining this family I hadn’t really had to deal with Father’s Day much – it was a holiday that ranked somewhat below Arbor Day in my personal rankings. After marrying into the clan, suddenly I found myself with a father-in-law and a reason to celebrate Father’s Day for the first time since 1968. Instead of simply getting together for a little barbecue or dinner out, though, we have to go to the annual Father’s Day Picnic hosted by my father-in-law’s fraternity (not a college frat, it’s more of a service organization for adult Jewish men). Welllll,…