<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28702974</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sat, 21 Feb 2009 10:31:20 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Jayfader's World</title><description>Just things I usually just think to myself.</description><link>http://jayfader.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Jennifer)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28702974.post-115379778336911056</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Jul 2006 03:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-07-24T20:23:03.380-07:00</atom:updated><title>Visionary in Residence by Bruce Sterling</title><description>I normally avoid short stories at all cost. I bought this book because the Bruce Sterling book I really wanted wasn't in stock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28702974-115379778336911056?l=jayfader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jayfader.blogspot.com/2006/07/visionary-in-residence-by-bruce.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jennifer)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28702974.post-114853125113836626</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 May 2006 04:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-05-25T11:22:00.766-07:00</atom:updated><title>Venice Mounted Police?</title><description>Once is a fluke, twice is curious, but thrice is a pattern, which is why I feel the need to record my observation of what I have dubbed the Venice Mounted Police. Since Venice is technically  protected and served by the LAPD, that's probably a misnomer. Let me explain. Venice is in part known for its "local flavor." We sometimes translate the "flavor" by explaining that in addition to yoga-loving hipsters (and owners of overpriced bungalows) and surfer beach bum types there is an ever shifting population of transient passers-through, some of which are up to what we call "no good," but many of whom are just those who have fallen through many of society's cracks (no pun intended, I swear). On three occasions this week - and twice on Abbot Kinney Boulevard -- I've seen teams of mounted police engaged in what looks like pretty mellow conversations with various crack passers-through. Maybe the police feel that this is a more effective approach than the cruise-and-interrogate drill I see on the beach sometimes.  Maybe the horses help people feel less intimidated? One of the questionees I saw was even petting one of the horses heads. Is this more effective than the bike-riding police? I'm not sure, but in any event it looks like Venice has its own stable of peacekeepers, at least this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28702974-114853125113836626?l=jayfader.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jayfader.blogspot.com/2006/05/venice-mounted-police.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jennifer)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item></channel></rss>