<?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-6496460488742488789.post1724835816399267203..comments</id><updated>2009-06-28T12:54:23.535+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments on Ken Armstrong Writing Stuff: The Way We Are Now</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/feeds/1724835816399267203/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html'/><author><name>Ken Armstrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07775956557261111127</uri><email>kfelix@eircom.net</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-8727995249313744095</id><published>2009-06-28T12:54:23.535+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T12:54:23.535+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cellobella:  Ditto Darlin' Ditto  :)

Matt:  See, ...</title><content type='html'>Cellobella:  Ditto Darlin&amp;#39; Ditto  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt:  See, there&amp;#39;s no problem with the state of mind.  In my mind, I may be inching towards 29 or 30.  This post has just been a useful piece of housekeeping - taking one more little annoyance out of my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for a contest?  Pass.  Big Time. :)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/8727995249313744095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/8727995249313744095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html?showComment=1246190063535#c8727995249313744095' title=''/><author><name>Ken Armstrong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07775956557261111127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15819071348724553321'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-1724835816399267203' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/posts/default/1724835816399267203' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-7761949897074097659</id><published>2009-06-27T14:31:51.033+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T14:31:51.033+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow!  I am so shocked.  I feel deceived.  You're n...</title><content type='html'>Wow!  I am so shocked.  I feel deceived.  You&amp;#39;re not the person I thought you were...you&amp;#39;re OLDER!  Such a crime.  :)  Just kidding buddy.  I actually feel better.  I still look like I did when I was 35, except I&amp;#39;ve lost a little more hair.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age is a state of mind, my friend.  Most everyone that meets me thinks I&amp;#39;m 3.  We both need to lose a few pounds though.  Care to start a Trans-Atlantic Biggest Loser Contest?</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/7761949897074097659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/7761949897074097659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html?showComment=1246109511033#c7761949897074097659' title=''/><author><name>Matthew S. Urdan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15423237354496730048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04441260316799868524'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-1724835816399267203' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/posts/default/1724835816399267203' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-4291202314328036648</id><published>2009-06-23T03:27:40.945+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T03:27:40.945+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Well I still think you're gorgeous.
:)</title><content type='html'>Well I still think you&amp;#39;re gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;:)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/4291202314328036648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/4291202314328036648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html?showComment=1245724060945#c4291202314328036648' title=''/><author><name>Cellobella</name><uri>http://redsultana.com</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-1724835816399267203' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/posts/default/1724835816399267203' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-1071508909477068600</id><published>2009-06-21T16:25:56.302+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T16:25:56.302+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiendish:  It's different for you, I think.  You m...</title><content type='html'>Fiendish:  It&amp;#39;s different for you, I think.  You make art with your images as you do with everything you set your mind to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, of course, the original, which I know, looks damn good too.  :)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/1071508909477068600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/1071508909477068600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html?showComment=1245597956302#c1071508909477068600' title=''/><author><name>ken armstrong</name><uri>http://kenwriting.com</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-1724835816399267203' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/posts/default/1724835816399267203' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-581518987743788868</id><published>2009-06-20T19:38:01.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T19:38:01.003+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadly I cannot share in the pleasant surprise, as ...</title><content type='html'>Sadly I cannot share in the pleasant surprise, as I have long known what you looked like, but it&amp;#39;s still an interesting post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of now, the internet is overpopulated with photographs of me, that I myself have taken, in various poses and degrees of black-and-whiteness. Sometimes I&amp;#39;m being pretentious and arty and sometimes I&amp;#39;m just showing off, but I do notice that my favourite photos always end up being the ones that bear least resemblance to my actual self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether this is because of vanity, or some writerly instinct to gloss absolutely everything over with a layer of fiction, I do not know.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/581518987743788868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/581518987743788868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html?showComment=1245523081003#c581518987743788868' title=''/><author><name>Fiendish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06427088675092430747</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-1724835816399267203' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/posts/default/1724835816399267203' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-3906086588137990742</id><published>2009-06-20T14:22:46.643+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T14:22:46.643+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cecilia:  I love Pacific Heights too.  As with all...</title><content type='html'>Cecilia:  I love Pacific Heights too.  As with all movies, I can still recall the time, place and circumstances in which I saw it (won&amp;#39;t bore you) but it was memorable.  If I&amp;#39;m a bit like him, I do. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debbie:  Your twit pic is awesome.  Hypnotic dare one say.  Darn, I&amp;#39;ve gone-and-diluted a genuine compliment there.  sorry.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reggie:  I&amp;#39;m too old for you.  Surely you realise that now.  :)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura:  Thanks.  You carry such honesty with you and I trust your input for this reason.  Just to say, I never would have lied about my age, &amp;#39;wouldn&amp;#39;t care to do that, but I was starting to look suspiciously youthful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first few days of this have been very positive.  I don&amp;#39;t feel there&amp;#39;s a child on the Internet waiting to taunt me. :)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/3906086588137990742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/3906086588137990742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html?showComment=1245504166643#c3906086588137990742' title=''/><author><name>ken armstrong</name><uri>http://kenwriting.com</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-1724835816399267203' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/posts/default/1724835816399267203' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-1231130360669544955</id><published>2009-06-20T03:46:20.749+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T03:46:20.749+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I think men are more vain than women, really. I me...</title><content type='html'>I think men are more vain than women, really. I met a man online who started out telling me he was 30. When I said I wasn&amp;#39;t interested in younger men (I was about 38 then) he admitted he was really 52. I ended it then. But he sent a lovely letter through snail mail so we later did end up meeting and went out awhile, even took a trip to Ottawa for the weekend with him. Anyway, men seem to lie about their age a lot! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look quite boyish and I do still see your wry grin but it&amp;#39;s more in your eyes than the lines on your face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still get a little bubble of happy when someone thinks I&amp;#39;m 30-something now that I am 44. But, I don&amp;#39;t mind my age and I still like my face, though I am not thin by any measure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, don&amp;#39;t feel you can&amp;#39;t share your photo, the old or the current. I post mine seldomly. Partly cause of the way I feel about being large sized and partly because I did have someone recognize me when they read my blog and realized I was local. That was an eerie, icky feeling. I have photos of myself when I was about 20 posted to Facebook. I hadn&amp;#39;t looked at them for decades. It was a huge surprise to see how nice I looked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be happy cause you still look like the smiling Irish eyes to me. :)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/1231130360669544955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/1231130360669544955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html?showComment=1245465980749#c1231130360669544955' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06774385463320319572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15120317042774054307'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-1724835816399267203' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/posts/default/1724835816399267203' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-5373416739403106256</id><published>2009-06-18T23:20:30.251+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T23:20:30.251+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I think you've managed to age quite gracefully and...</title><content type='html'>I think you&amp;#39;ve managed to age quite gracefully and I wouldn&amp;#39;t ever dream of thinking of you in any other way other than, &amp;#39;smiley, cute and funny&amp;#39; (and smart of course!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for sharing yourself with us. The world would be missing out on something absolutely wonderful if you weren&amp;#39;t a little vain ;)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/5373416739403106256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/5373416739403106256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html?showComment=1245363630251#c5373416739403106256' title=''/><author><name>fragileheart</name><uri>http://journal.fragileheart.com</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-1724835816399267203' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/posts/default/1724835816399267203' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-468912538815546242</id><published>2009-06-18T23:19:14.366+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T23:19:14.366+01:00</updated><title type='text'>If I didn't love you enough before, now I am hopel...</title><content type='html'>If I didn&amp;#39;t love you enough before, now I am hopelessly lost.  &amp;quot;Our day of fireworks&amp;quot; (spoken as a true? American) is your special day, doesn&amp;#39;t surprise me somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog pic is a few years old, my Twit pic is current and I gave up on worrying once I had kids who could remind me of my miserable age, looks and personality!  Not to mention my lack of brilliance.  But alas, I am old enuff to be cunning....</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/468912538815546242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/468912538815546242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html?showComment=1245363554366#c468912538815546242' title=''/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15059528663560612371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06119893364230700860'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-1724835816399267203' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/posts/default/1724835816399267203' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-4071557820643663162</id><published>2009-06-18T19:51:01.279+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T19:51:01.279+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pacific Heights was the best movie ever. I totally...</title><content type='html'>Pacific Heights was the best movie ever. I totally fell in love with him after he filled their apartment with cockroaches... Dreamy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sorry I spilled the frosting! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just questioning my own mental facts as they&amp;#39;re usually non-existent or confused to begin with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;#39;m going to ask Iran to set off a missile for your birthday so everyone can see it. Yay!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/4071557820643663162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/4071557820643663162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html?showComment=1245351061279#c4071557820643663162' title=''/><author><name>Ohio Real Estate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04446117182588396954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-1724835816399267203' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/posts/default/1724835816399267203' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-5508602339672494754</id><published>2009-06-18T19:22:35.697+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T19:22:35.697+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Grannymar:  You're only a chicken yerself!  :)

Ce...</title><content type='html'>Grannymar:  You&amp;#39;re only a chicken yerself!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cecilia: Like I said in the post, I still think I&amp;#39;ve done okay by myself with this relatively low-light snap but thanks, I like Michael Thingie too!  Can I be from his Pacific Heights period?  Can I huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&amp;#39;s right, tell everyone my birthday!  :)  You&amp;#39;re right of course, it&amp;#39;s more like two weeks... but it&amp;#39;s pass like it was one, won&amp;#39;t it?</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/5508602339672494754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/5508602339672494754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html?showComment=1245349355697#c5508602339672494754' title=''/><author><name>ken armstrong</name><uri>http://kenwriting.com</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-1724835816399267203' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/posts/default/1724835816399267203' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-932885233467897833</id><published>2009-06-18T19:17:49.175+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T19:17:49.175+01:00</updated><title type='text'>You're like Michael Keeton and Jack Nicholson comb...</title><content type='html'>You&amp;#39;re like Michael Keeton and Jack Nicholson combined! -- (I love Michael Keaton) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you look awesome and very close to how I imagined... Thanks for sharing finally! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I could care less about appearance. It&amp;#39;s all about the personality, especially humor... What if I marry Adonis and then am forced to talk with him on the phone or go blind into my 40s? How depressing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and ... You said your birthday was July 4th. How is that next week?</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/932885233467897833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/932885233467897833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html?showComment=1245349069175#c932885233467897833' title=''/><author><name>Ohio Real Estate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04446117182588396954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-1724835816399267203' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/posts/default/1724835816399267203' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-4722034257525772289</id><published>2009-06-18T19:16:55.701+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T19:16:55.701+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Claire: I think it matters not what image we choos...</title><content type='html'>Claire: I think it matters not what image we choose to show online... so long as it matters not to ourselves. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope: Thank you Hope, that is a very nice comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not The Rockefellers:  Fire in the writing. Yes, I like that, I want to keep that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jena Isle:  I don&amp;#39;t believe I know your online pic - I thought you always used kids pics or far-off-shots.  I&amp;#39;m going looking for you... quick, hide.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susan:  It&amp;#39;s not a very good face but, sure, it&amp;#39;s all I&amp;#39;ve got innit?  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata: Bullshit indeed!  Most true comment ever.  Seriously though, thanks, you&amp;#39;re nice. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: I always thought the process would be &amp;#39;get a grey hair, then another and watch them multiply&amp;#39; but, although there is an element of that, it is actually more a case of the brown &amp;#39;draining&amp;#39; from my hair.  Most odd really.  Still the colour has lasted well up until now so I can&amp;#39;t and won&amp;#39;t complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim: The reason I hate most photographs of me is that the guy in the photo is patently not me.  At least with these pics that I take of myself, I recognise the guy who&amp;#39;s in them... isn&amp;#39;t that an odd thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reese:  I do have a *fierce* gleam in my eye... so I do.  :)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/4722034257525772289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/4722034257525772289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html?showComment=1245349015701#c4722034257525772289' title=''/><author><name>ken armstrong</name><uri>http://kenwriting.com</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-1724835816399267203' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/posts/default/1724835816399267203' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-2112381088936420420</id><published>2009-06-18T17:55:54.460+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T17:55:54.460+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sure you are only a chicken.  Wait until you get t...</title><content type='html'>Sure you are only a chicken.  Wait until you get to my age. :(</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/2112381088936420420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/2112381088936420420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html?showComment=1245344154460#c2112381088936420420' title=''/><author><name>Grannymar</name><uri>http://grannymar.com/blog</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-1724835816399267203' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/posts/default/1724835816399267203' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-1307735735246287870</id><published>2009-06-18T12:31:59.456+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T12:31:59.456+01:00</updated><title type='text'>You still have the same gleam in your eye.   Your ...</title><content type='html'>You still have the same gleam in your eye.   Your hair looks lighter, that&amp;#39;s all.   &lt;br /&gt;I&amp;#39;ve always wonder what people really look like!  I&amp;#39;m sure most post their own pictures...lol</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/1307735735246287870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/1307735735246287870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html?showComment=1245324719456#c1307735735246287870' title=''/><author><name>Reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673945616719205743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04592681278742820598'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-1724835816399267203' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/posts/default/1724835816399267203' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-4791325984737606682</id><published>2009-06-18T11:36:03.603+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T11:36:03.603+01:00</updated><title type='text'>This is something that has intrigued me for a long...</title><content type='html'>This is something that has intrigued me for a long time, why we choose the particular images that we do. There are so many sites where there&amp;#39;s no picture at all and a lot of the time you have no idea even what gender the person is. When Jena was looking for a photo I went into my office and took about thirty photos, every one practically the same as it happens and none of them pleased me. I should really change my own picture. It wasn&amp;#39;t too bad when I had the full thing but the head and shoulder image isn&amp;#39;t very good. When you see it at its proper size and framed it&amp;#39;s quite good. It&amp;#39;s in our living room at the moment along with a few other images from our Dublin trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;#39;m not vain as such but I don&amp;#39;t like to look a like tube. Carrie is still baffled after all these years at the things that upset me, items of clothing I refuse to wear or refuse to wear with other items. I &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt; when things don&amp;#39;t work. It&amp;#39;s hard to explain. But it&amp;#39;s not a vanity thing. When I&amp;#39;m out I want to be invisible. I guess that&amp;#39;s pretty much how I feel online too. I recognise people&amp;#39;s need to put a face to the name but why make it any more memorable than it needs to be, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the side effects of the pills I&amp;#39;m on is weight gain and so I&amp;#39;ve been carrying around an extra 20lbs for quite a while now. The week I did by back in I decided enough was enough and I&amp;#39;ve been on a strict diet since then. 10lbs down and 10 to go. At the same time I decided I&amp;#39;d try and let my beard grow. I&amp;#39;ve always wanted a &amp;#39;proper&amp;#39; beard but once it got to a certain length it would split and I&amp;#39;d have to cut it back. Well, somehow I&amp;#39;ve managed to get by that bit and the thing is filling out quite nicely. Maybe once I&amp;#39;m happy with it I&amp;#39;ll change the photo. That said, I&amp;#39;ve been looking in the bathroom mirror for years and wondering who the hell that old bloke was looking back at me. I don&amp;#39;t expect that to change probably ever.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/4791325984737606682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/4791325984737606682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html?showComment=1245321363603#c4791325984737606682' title=''/><author><name>Jim Murdoch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12786388638146471193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08721841301608362062'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-1724835816399267203' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/posts/default/1724835816399267203' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-8229352414367596448</id><published>2009-06-18T08:37:46.527+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T08:37:46.527+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The main change is the colour of you hair I suppos...</title><content type='html'>The main change is the colour of you hair I suppose. I just dye mine now. I&amp;#39;m not big on vanity but I suppose that&amp;#39;s one of mine. Just not ready for grey personally. Not yet.&lt;br /&gt;x</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/8229352414367596448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/8229352414367596448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html?showComment=1245310666527#c8229352414367596448' title=''/><author><name>Rachel Fox</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11803852725693518924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-1724835816399267203' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/posts/default/1724835816399267203' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-204911280245862072</id><published>2009-06-18T01:15:51.222+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T01:15:51.222+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bullshit. I like this new picture of you and - lik...</title><content type='html'>Bullshit. I like this new picture of you and - like the others that have commented before me - I still see the twinkle in the eye and the wry smile. I do agree the bathroom tiles are a bit gloomy, though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I daresay I find you more attractive now that you have revealed the new (and improved) you! :) You are a very handsome man and I find your humble approach to be very endearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&amp;#39;ve also reminded me to update my photo in a few places.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/204911280245862072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/204911280245862072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html?showComment=1245284151222#c204911280245862072' title=''/><author><name>tata</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03522390691558123260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-1724835816399267203' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/posts/default/1724835816399267203' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-896878128254919883</id><published>2009-06-18T01:12:14.840+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T01:12:14.840+01:00</updated><title type='text'>BTW advance happy, happy birthday Ken.  may you ha...</title><content type='html'>BTW advance happy, happy birthday Ken.  may you have more to come and many more successes to come your way.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/896878128254919883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/896878128254919883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html?showComment=1245283934840#c896878128254919883' title=''/><author><name>Jena Isle</name><uri>http://gewgawwritings.blogspot.com</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-1724835816399267203' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/posts/default/1724835816399267203' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-8666704729529876102</id><published>2009-06-18T00:23:41.208+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T00:23:41.208+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ken, that's a good face--a VERY good face! When I ...</title><content type='html'>Ken, that&amp;#39;s a good face--a VERY good face! When I began reading &amp;quot;Today, at work, I nipped in the bathroom with the camera and took a few quick snaps of myself...&amp;quot; oh well, I won&amp;#39;t tell you what I was hoping er thinking I was going to see. ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only comment would be that the old photo&amp;#39;s background of summer foliage does you much better service, than gloomy bathroom tiles. And I&amp;#39;ll say, you&amp;#39;ve got that great smile still.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/8666704729529876102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/8666704729529876102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html?showComment=1245281021208#c8666704729529876102' title=''/><author><name>Susan at Stony River</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10385202649291774852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09431757746655908942'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-1724835816399267203' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/posts/default/1724835816399267203' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-6096956300861599774</id><published>2009-06-18T00:07:52.598+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T00:07:52.598+01:00</updated><title type='text'>He he he, same here, same here. My online photo is...</title><content type='html'>He he he, same here, same here. My online photo is the best I cold offer...lol... When I was younger I didn&amp;#39;t believe it when old people said that women usually stopped counting when they arrive at a certain age, but now I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached middle age, I refuse to count further.lol...and I could not answer the simple question:&amp;quot;How old are you?&amp;quot; lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this &amp;quot;real&amp;quot; picture of you Ken.  You look happier, more fulfilled and more handsome...(you look like Mel Gibson)...and I&amp;#39;m &lt;br /&gt;not buttering you up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, now where is my milkshake? (winks0</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/6096956300861599774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/6096956300861599774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html?showComment=1245280072598#c6096956300861599774' title=''/><author><name>Jena Isle</name><uri>http://gewgawwritings.blogspot.com</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-1724835816399267203' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/posts/default/1724835816399267203' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-5781147198439484019</id><published>2009-06-18T00:07:01.386+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T00:07:01.386+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Awww...You still got that spark in your eyes.

And...</title><content type='html'>Awww...You still got that spark in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the fire in your writing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 46 is still young...I tell myself that everyday. My online photo is pretty much me as I am now..freckles, crows feet, crooked nose and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace - Rene</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/5781147198439484019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/5781147198439484019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html?showComment=1245280021386#c5781147198439484019' title=''/><author><name>Not The Rockefellers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05088944123595868347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-1724835816399267203' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/posts/default/1724835816399267203' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-4961293650648618500</id><published>2009-06-18T00:02:16.772+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T00:02:16.772+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I am now truly in awe of you...for I see the truth...</title><content type='html'>I am now truly in awe of you...for I see the truth and it&amp;#39;s still smiling.  I never liked being on the lens end of a camera...it&amp;#39;s weird, not a ego thing, just never thought my visage was important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As to your new portrait... you know what?  I still see that same mischievous twinkle in your eye as in the &amp;quot;previous photo&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, you&amp;#39;re still the Ken we&amp;#39;ve come to know and love. Because the real Ken has always been inside...the rest is just the packaging.   ;)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/4961293650648618500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/4961293650648618500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html?showComment=1245279736772#c4961293650648618500' title=''/><author><name>hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03306622656461205674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17802157740316963099'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-1724835816399267203' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/posts/default/1724835816399267203' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-3411137137635516252</id><published>2009-06-17T23:15:49.578+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T23:15:49.578+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I know exactly where you're coming from Ken! I Hav...</title><content type='html'>I know exactly where you&amp;#39;re coming from Ken! I Have much the same problem. I hit a milestone birthday later this year, and I am honest enough to admint that I&amp;#39;m not looking forward to it, and have taken the most flattering photo I can muster to portray my own online image.&lt;br /&gt;So I bow to your openness and unashamed frankness in your ability to tell it like it is. I am still hiding and pretending I&amp;#39;m youthful.&lt;br /&gt;Well done you!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/3411137137635516252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/1724835816399267203/comments/default/3411137137635516252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html?showComment=1245276949578#c3411137137635516252' title=''/><author><name>Claire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00445732338051269933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.kenwriting.com/2009/06/way-we-are-now.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6496460488742488789.post-1724835816399267203' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6496460488742488789/posts/default/1724835816399267203' type='text/html'/></entry></feed>