<?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/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6940481982884496493.post7669955371364639299..comments</id><updated>2009-06-19T09:19:07.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments on Tales from the Coast: The Name of the Hour</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://talesfromthecoast.blogspot.com/feeds/7669955371364639299/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6940481982884496493/7669955371364639299/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromthecoast.blogspot.com/2009/06/name-of-hour.html'/><author><name>Boomer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05511434955521105417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6940481982884496493.post-4582439450884641213</id><published>2009-06-19T09:19:07.875-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T09:19:07.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Otepoi:

I've gotten very good at Solitaire.  Alth...</title><content type='html'>Otepoi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;#39;ve gotten very good at Solitaire.  Although my favorite late-night timewaster in a game called Reversi that comes with the Mac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after an hour, curiously unsatisfied, you ask yourself, &amp;quot;Why didn&amp;#39;t I just go to bed?&amp;quot;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6940481982884496493/7669955371364639299/comments/default/4582439450884641213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6940481982884496493/7669955371364639299/comments/default/4582439450884641213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromthecoast.blogspot.com/2009/06/name-of-hour.html?showComment=1245428347875#c4582439450884641213' title=''/><author><name>Boomer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05511434955521105417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00100718279258703408'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://talesfromthecoast.blogspot.com/2009/06/name-of-hour.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6940481982884496493.post-7669955371364639299' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6940481982884496493/posts/default/7669955371364639299' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6940481982884496493.post-6298218507777234131</id><published>2009-06-18T05:25:51.840-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T05:25:51.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hour of Solitaire

When you sit up, much too l...</title><content type='html'>The Hour of Solitaire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you sit up, much too late, after the family has gone to bed, using the computer for footling purposes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to be confused with the hour of Email Expectation, when you pick up email compulsively every five minutes.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6940481982884496493/7669955371364639299/comments/default/6298218507777234131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6940481982884496493/7669955371364639299/comments/default/6298218507777234131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromthecoast.blogspot.com/2009/06/name-of-hour.html?showComment=1245327951840#c6298218507777234131' title=''/><author><name>Otepoti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12315317923902957130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://talesfromthecoast.blogspot.com/2009/06/name-of-hour.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6940481982884496493.post-7669955371364639299' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6940481982884496493/posts/default/7669955371364639299' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6940481982884496493.post-1114967732327615153</id><published>2009-06-15T10:39:55.297-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T10:39:55.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>in my case, brainfuzz hour is every hour.</title><content type='html'>in my case, brainfuzz hour is every hour.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6940481982884496493/7669955371364639299/comments/default/1114967732327615153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6940481982884496493/7669955371364639299/comments/default/1114967732327615153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromthecoast.blogspot.com/2009/06/name-of-hour.html?showComment=1245087595297#c1114967732327615153' title=''/><author><name>emikk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01995855960754932743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07749410956395034509'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://talesfromthecoast.blogspot.com/2009/06/name-of-hour.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6940481982884496493.post-7669955371364639299' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6940481982884496493/posts/default/7669955371364639299' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6940481982884496493.post-3303071316147098683</id><published>2009-06-14T14:24:44.313-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T14:24:44.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boomer,

Every so often, it seems the floodgates o...</title><content type='html'>Boomer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every so often, it seems the floodgates open and folks bring me books.  Lots and lots of books.  I never thought of it as a specific hour, though.  I always thought of it in biochemical terms - book pheromones - signaling that people should clean out their libraries of the old best sellers.  How else to explain several days in a row of no books offered to me, then all at once, seven people in a row with books to sell. It&amp;#39;s a funny phenomenon.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6940481982884496493/7669955371364639299/comments/default/3303071316147098683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6940481982884496493/7669955371364639299/comments/default/3303071316147098683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromthecoast.blogspot.com/2009/06/name-of-hour.html?showComment=1245014684313#c3303071316147098683' title=''/><author><name>lk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://talesfromthecoast.blogspot.com/2009/06/name-of-hour.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6940481982884496493.post-7669955371364639299' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6940481982884496493/posts/default/7669955371364639299' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6940481982884496493.post-6185471580234562494</id><published>2009-06-13T21:59:24.953-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T21:59:24.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lk:

As POD says -- these days, any time when abso...</title><content type='html'>lk:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As POD says -- these days, any time when absolutely nothing happens.... is pretty cosmic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What, no special hours for booksellers?</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6940481982884496493/7669955371364639299/comments/default/6185471580234562494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6940481982884496493/7669955371364639299/comments/default/6185471580234562494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromthecoast.blogspot.com/2009/06/name-of-hour.html?showComment=1244955564953#c6185471580234562494' title=''/><author><name>Boomer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05511434955521105417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00100718279258703408'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://talesfromthecoast.blogspot.com/2009/06/name-of-hour.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6940481982884496493.post-7669955371364639299' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6940481982884496493/posts/default/7669955371364639299' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6940481982884496493.post-4483050847215529488</id><published>2009-06-13T15:18:37.866-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T15:18:37.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boomer,

And who can forget Odd Bodkins and that m...</title><content type='html'>Boomer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who can forget Odd Bodkins and that most cosmic time of the week, Tuesday after lunch?  Apparently, little or nothing was supposed to happen then, which in some sense made it &amp;quot;cosmic&amp;quot;.  It was the &amp;#39;60s.  You had to be there, or something like that.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6940481982884496493/7669955371364639299/comments/default/4483050847215529488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6940481982884496493/7669955371364639299/comments/default/4483050847215529488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromthecoast.blogspot.com/2009/06/name-of-hour.html?showComment=1244931517866#c4483050847215529488' title=''/><author><name>lk</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://talesfromthecoast.blogspot.com/2009/06/name-of-hour.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6940481982884496493.post-7669955371364639299' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6940481982884496493/posts/default/7669955371364639299' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6940481982884496493.post-2293388362003486398</id><published>2009-06-13T06:45:04.893-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T06:45:04.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>POD, those are both great.</title><content type='html'>POD, those are both great.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6940481982884496493/7669955371364639299/comments/default/2293388362003486398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6940481982884496493/7669955371364639299/comments/default/2293388362003486398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromthecoast.blogspot.com/2009/06/name-of-hour.html?showComment=1244900704893#c2293388362003486398' title=''/><author><name>Boomer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05511434955521105417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00100718279258703408'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://talesfromthecoast.blogspot.com/2009/06/name-of-hour.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6940481982884496493.post-7669955371364639299' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6940481982884496493/posts/default/7669955371364639299' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6940481982884496493.post-6233253027495679017</id><published>2009-06-13T06:30:52.035-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T06:30:52.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Waiting Hour when as a young girl, you wait by...</title><content type='html'>The Waiting Hour when as a young girl, you wait by the phone for that boy to call and he doesn&amp;#39;t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Blessed Hour - when you awaken before anyone else to drink your coffee in perfect early morning silence, a silence that includes all the birds in the forest.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6940481982884496493/7669955371364639299/comments/default/6233253027495679017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6940481982884496493/7669955371364639299/comments/default/6233253027495679017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://talesfromthecoast.blogspot.com/2009/06/name-of-hour.html?showComment=1244899852035#c6233253027495679017' title=''/><author><name>POD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07369763028982948026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15378819054181934174'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://talesfromthecoast.blogspot.com/2009/06/name-of-hour.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6940481982884496493.post-7669955371364639299' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6940481982884496493/posts/default/7669955371364639299' type='text/html'/></entry></feed>