The Ting TingsGenre: Pop / Alternative / Melodramatic Popular SongFrom: Salford, Northwest United Kingdom Regular readers of the Devil's blog will know that I'm not a huge fan of the Ting Tings (Mandarin for band stand apparently). In fact I have in the past accused them of being overhyped chancers with a whiff of the artificial about them. So I'm probably not on the bands christmas card list his
Many people talk and write about putting Christ back into the word "Christmas," but perhaps we should all put the word "Christ" back into the word "Christian" first.Podcast version hereThere's a lot of talk these days about freedom and faith, and how these two noble human qualities are supposed to interact. Coming into work this morning, I was listening to a radio talk show. The host was encouraging his audience to talk about the separation issues between Church and State. As usual, each side was berating the other: Christians claimed to be persecuted by local, State and Federal laws; Federalists were claiming that Christians were interfering in school and county policies.Galatians 5: 13 You, my brothers, were called to be free. But do not use your freedom to indulge the sinful nature; rather, serve one another in love.No one, however, wanted to talk about the freedom that Christians called to express - the freedom to serve one another. Some Christians believe
I should have taken a screen print of those few shining hours yesterday morning, before all the other nominees noticed that they were nominated for the Best Parenting Blog thing, and me and my early-rising bloggy peeps were running the voting show. Ah well, at least a few of you immortalized the glory days hours in the comments.
Since after a day and a half of voting, I have less than 10% of the votes of the leading contender and teetering on the edge of dead last, I think I safely call this race as run. If I thought it would help, I’d tell you to vote for my dear friend and bloggy sister, Bub and Pie, but even if we pool our votes I’m not sure we could clamber out of last place.
Heck, they don’t even have the blog name right in the link list under the poll. They’ve got me down as Dani Girl instead of Postcards from the Mothership. Oh, that must be the problem. I’m suffering from brand confusion. Yeah, that’s it, that explains everything!
I am a humble man.
And, as a humble and fair man, I think I owe a few apologies.
After watching us demolish Seville, my first thoughts were that I may have got a few things wrong.
If a week is a long time in football, then in a month surely anything can happen. And only a month ago we had played just three games – a narrow last minute win at home to Fulham, an away win in Prague, and a battling draw away at Blackburn. Most certainly nothing to get very excited about. At that time I was questioning our team, our manager, our formation, the inclusion of Flamini, the tactics, the qualities of Adeybayor etc. etc.
Now, after a further 5 games - winning them all and showing ever increasing confidence and panache - things are certainly looking different. At least to me.
We mustn’t of course get carried away, but, BUT! everything is now looking beautifully rosy and everything seems to be going our way. Three goals scored on each of the last four games, beating the
I'm still here at the ballyard watching the second game of the doubleheader and I have decided to tough it out and go into work late in the morning. In my mind, I am still thinking, "we lost to the Texas Rangers?"...Well, if you are going to lose real bad, make it memorable.Ok, so tonight's game was a total fluke. I'll say Wednesday night was one of the most fun nights of my life recently. With pretty much open seating tonight here (one of the ushers told me as I entered in the lower bowl, "sit where you want, just don't sit in the first row..."), you knew the night was going to be something else...After we gave up the 23rd & 24th run, most fans were besides themselves and started rooting for the Rangers. No one was really upset, it mass laughter and utter disbelief concerning the situation.You had to feel very sorry for Paul Shuey, Brian Buress and Rob Bell. Now, we really have to wonder about Daniel. The "bad" Daniel showed op, and it was mass chaos afterwards.Just awful, crazy,
Humble Pie – Humble Pie (1970)(Re-Post)320kbpsAlternating hard-driving blues-rockers with country-folk numbers, Humble Pie neatly showcases the two sides of this band's personality on their first release for a major American label and third album overall. All of the elements are in place for the sound that would reach its studio peak with the next release, Rock On, and culminate with the classic Live at the Fillmore album. "Earth and Water Song" provides a blueprint for the acoustic guitar-based sound Peter Frampton would ride to multi-platinum success as a solo artist later in the decade. "One Eyed Trouser-Snake Rumba" and "Red Light Mama, Red Hot!" show the hard-rocking direction in which Steve Marriott would move the band after Frampton's departure the following year.Review by Jim Newsom (allmusic.com)1. Live With Me (7:51)2. Only A Roach (2:44)3. One-Eyed Trouser-Snake Rumba (2:47)4. Earth And Water Song (6:13)5. I'm Ready (4:56)6. Theme From Skint(See You Later Liquidator) (5
Humble Pie - Town and Country(1969)(Re-Post)320kbpsAnyone who thinks of Humble Pie solely in terms of their latter-day boogie rock will be greatly surprised with this, the band's second release, for it is almost entirely acoustic. There is a gently rocking cover of Buddy Holly's "Heartbeat," and a couple of electrified Steve Marriott numbers, but the overall feel is definitely more of the country than the town or city. "The Sad Bag of Shaky Jake" is a typical Marriott country ditty, similar to those he would include almost as a token on each of the subsequent studio albums, and "Every Mother's Son" is structured as a folk tale. On "The Light of Love," Marriott even plays sitar. Peter Frampton's contributions here foreshadow the acoustic-based music he would make as a solo artist a few years later. As a whole, this is a crisp, cleanly recorded, attractive-sounding album, totally atypical of the Humble Pie catalog, but well worth a listen.Review by Jim Newsom(allmusic.com) 1. Take Me
A showcase for former Small Faces' frontman Steve Marriott and one-time Herd guitar virtuoso Peter Frampton, the hard rock outfit Humble Pie formed in Essex, England in 1969. Also featuring ex-Spooky Tooth bassist Greg Ridley along with drummer Jerry Shirley, the fledgling group spent the first several months of its existence locked away in Marriott's Essex cottage, maintaining a relentless practice schedule. Signed to the Immediate label, Humble Pie soon issued their debut single "Natural Born Boogie," which hit the British Top Ten and paved the way for the group's premiere LP, As Safe as Yesterday Is.After touring the U.S. in support of 1969's Town and Country, Humble Pie returned home only to discover that Immediate had declared bankruptcy. The band recruited a new manager, Dee Anthony, who helped land them a new deal with A&M; behind closed doors, Anthony encouraged Marriott to direct the group towards a harder-edged, grittier sound far removed from the acoustic melodies favore
So we all followed the crowd on the issue of the Google AdSense Policy update, and we were wrong.
Eric Lander has posted (with permission) and email from the Google AdSense tem, which clears up the matter. You can now run whatever ads you like, even ads from competing networks on the same page (as long as that is within the other networks terms) as long as their not visually mistakable for AdSense ads.
AdSense publishers may display third party advertisements on sites and pages showing Google ads as long as the formatting or color scheme of these ads is sufficiently different from the layout of the Google ads.
In other words, if you choose to place non-Google ads on the same site or page as Google ads, it should be clear to the user that the ads are served by different advertising networks and that the non-Google ads have no association with Google.
Eric makes a good point in his post that he got riled up after:
Seeing that on an expert's site, I based my opinion and became very upse
It was a lovely evening.We sat around my in-laws dining room table and laughed while Corban and Micah filled their plates yet again with turkey, cranberry jelly and mashed potatoes. It was funny because we had just eaten Thanksgiving dinner at my brother's home, not quite an hour before! But they are growing boys, so we just sat back and watched, remembering a time when we could eat whatever we wanted.The conversation flowed over slices of pie and coffee. It really was enjoyable, but I was feeling quite irritated that I had needed to remind the boys several times to say "Thank you", and "Yes" instead of "Yeah".They know these things - I've taught them to be polite their whole lives! Are they on politeness overload from this long day of visiting family? I grumbled to myself, wiping the baby's nose and handing her the toy she'd dropped."Kevin, would you like pecan or pumpkin pie?" my mother-in-law asked him as he eyed the beautiful pastries on the table. "Or perhaps a slice of both?"
Yesterday I just had this feeling. I knew that I needed to be at Sidetrack last night. I wrangled some friends into meeting me there. I thought I knew what was going to happen there but it turned out it was the complete opposite.I was extended an olive branch. It was not something I was expecting, but I really can't even begin to think I think anything about this man. I only know what I've been told by my ex and he had an agenda. For me, forgiving is not an easy task. I was completely humbled by what this man did last night. It could not have been easy for him. I wish to thank him again if perhaps he is reading this.Last night put a few things into perspective for me. Perhaps I've been too harsh on my ex. Perhaps there is a part somewhere in me that could forgive him for this and move on a little bit easier but that remains to be seen. I was just a pawn. I was put in between two people and used an excuse for their relationship to be over. My friend Jason gave me some great advice
Well I finally saw the kid who gave me the raunchy Christmas card. I told him I wanted to speak to him and he got all red in the face again, so I figured that he knew what this conversation was going to be about. Not so much. I sat him down in one of the quiet spots in the seating area of the cafeteria and explained to him that what he wrote was extremely inappropriate, but he wasn't trying to hear that at first. I could look in his eyes and see that comprehension wasn't clicking as fast as it does other times. "But that's how I feel. I want to make you cookies on Valentines and do what I writed at you with you. I want you to be my girlfriend friend. Not friend, but girlfriend"I had to explain to him why you can't just write or say something like that to someone you don't know and if you really like someone you have to handle things with more tact. I think he thought I was telling him that I hated him or something because he started boo-hoo crying. "You don't like me ever at all
