<?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-7907295590882592241</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 01 Mar 2010 21:01:12 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>1000 Demons</title><description></description><link>http://www.1000demons.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Katsoulis)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>97</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907295590882592241.post-1258308101382775936</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Jan 2010 20:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-15T13:01:54.147-08:00</atom:updated><title>no. 97 - The Haitian Earthquake</title><atom:summary type='text'> If you are looking for a way to help with relief efforts in Haiti, I suggest considering Partners in Health. They have a long and established history of providing aid in Haiti.You may donate to their cause HEREOr you may send your donations directly to:Partners in HealthP.O. Box 845578Boston, MA 02284-5578</atom:summary><link>http://www.1000demons.com/2010/01/no-97-haitian-earthquake.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katsoulis)</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-7907295590882592241.post-4003488538602604457</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 Jan 2010 18:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-02T11:12:20.230-08:00</atom:updated><title>no. 96 The Demon of Forsaken Resolution.</title><atom:summary type='text'> It's January two. Has this demon reached you yet?</atom:summary><link>http://www.1000demons.com/2010/01/no-96-demon-of-forsaken-resolution.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katsoulis)</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-7907295590882592241.post-5242770426325550409</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2009 13:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-29T13:25:14.503-07:00</atom:updated><title>no. 95 - Tattoos</title><atom:summary type='text'> Permanent, bad art on your body.This sums up my problem with tattoos. They are ugly. They are permanent. The permanence muliplies the aesthetic offenses. More often than not the art of the tattoo resembles the restless doodles of a sullen but talented junior high school boy. What is impressive in an 8 graders notebook is not so impressive when engraved in the skin.They are bought on a whim and </atom:summary><link>http://www.1000demons.com/2009/10/no-95-tattoos.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katsoulis)</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-7907295590882592241.post-3490278796295018052</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Oct 2009 00:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-21T06:58:21.340-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Carrie Prejean</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Miss California</category><title>no. 94 - The Miss California USA organization</title><atom:summary type='text'>That Carrie Prejean has failed to repay her boob loan is only half as bad as the fact that "officials" at the Miss California made a boob loan.At least it is clear what they perceive as the competitive qualities of a Miss California contestant.</atom:summary><link>http://www.1000demons.com/2009/10/no-94-miss-california-usa-organization.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katsoulis)</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-7907295590882592241.post-2774324557379019139</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Oct 2009 15:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-18T10:36:57.143-07:00</atom:updated><title>no. 93 - Broad Daylight</title><atom:summary type='text'>Nothing good ever happens in Broad Daylight. No one every tells you about the lovely picnic they had in Broad Daylight. (Unless brazen youths stole the food).  There are no tales of parades in broad daylight, unless they are full of Nazis. (Nazis, marching down our little street, in Broad Daylight!)The  things that happen in broad daylight are street attacks,  rapes, abductions and murders.Look </atom:summary><link>http://www.1000demons.com/2009/10/no-93-broad-daylight.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katsoulis)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907295590882592241.post-3784758213530426030</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 14:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-13T20:26:59.815-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>blackface</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Lara Stone</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>French Vogue</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>harry connick</category><title>no. 92 - Blackface</title><atom:summary type='text'>Even as a kid, before they started censoring the cartoons I watched, blackface made me feel  ill. It would be disingenuous to portray myself as an enlightened kid regarding race, but when I saw those characters it felt strange and troubling, even without my having a grasp on race.Because of this I'm forced to call "Bullshit" on anyone who wants to pass blackface off as a phenomenon offensive only</atom:summary><link>http://www.1000demons.com/2009/10/no-92-blackface.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katsoulis)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907295590882592241.post-9194223900619920439</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Oct 2009 12:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-05T10:11:46.204-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>7D review</category><title>no. 91 - 7D Review Review</title><atom:summary type='text'>Looking for information on Canon's new 7D camera this morning I stumbled across an early review and I was so amazed, I had to write my own review of that review here.The first thing that struck me is that the reviewer is a young,  chicken-legged model from Hong Kong. I know this because, while there is no byline for the article, she is clearly shown throughout the review holding the 7D just like </atom:summary><link>http://www.1000demons.com/2009/10/no-91-7d-review-review.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katsoulis)</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-7907295590882592241.post-4290141426579825004</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Sep 2009 15:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-28T10:11:59.372-07:00</atom:updated><title>no. 90 - Roman Polanski</title><atom:summary type='text'> Roman, a cursory glance at the events of your life tell us it has been a cruel and ugly world for you. The horrors that seem to have surrounded your life would devastate any of us. But that you have suffered does not mean you are not and would not always have been a wretch.The terrible death of your wife at the hands of the Mason lunatics pushed you, somehow, into the company and younger and </atom:summary><link>http://www.1000demons.com/2009/09/no-90-roman-polanski.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katsoulis)</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-7907295590882592241.post-4516594951812442824</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Sep 2009 17:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-25T10:39:24.968-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Swin flu</category><title>no. 89 - Swine flu</title><atom:summary type='text'> Thanks swine flu. Swell of you to stop by the states. So glad to have you.Thanks for teaching me to wash my hands like I'm scrubbing in for surgery.Also nice of  you to correct the image of pigs as filthy, disease festering animals who wallow in their own filth.And let me congratulate you on requiring a double vaccination! Outstanding! Measles, mumps and rubella have nothing on you.</atom:summary><link>http://www.1000demons.com/2009/09/no-89-swine-flu.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katsoulis)</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-7907295590882592241.post-6419197982770399297</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Sep 2009 15:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-10T08:32:12.124-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Joe Wilson</category><title>no. 88 - Joe Wilson</title><atom:summary type='text'> If you think for one moment Joe Wilson's outburst was an error of passion, you are mistaken.The most charitable analysis I can give for his unacceptable and unprecedented breach is that it was an act of racism he is not conscious of. This is the same racism that has spurred the "birther" movement - a group of people who want to impeach Obama because they claim he is not a citizen, though all the</atom:summary><link>http://www.1000demons.com/2009/09/no-88-joe-wilson.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katsoulis)</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-7907295590882592241.post-8668171431433742963</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 Jul 2009 18:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-18T14:14:33.684-07:00</atom:updated><title>no. 87 - The Incurious Mind</title><atom:summary type='text'>I have grown tired of the incurious mind — the mind that won't ask questions. It is a lazy, ugly thing. It never grows.The incurious mind can not enjoy the excitement of new ideas, or the pleasure of discourse. Debate only makes it cranky, dismissive and unsettled.It's contentment (not joy) comes from looking at a peephole's view of reality and letting that be confirmation of all that exists. </atom:summary><link>http://www.1000demons.com/2009/07/no-87-incurious-mind.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katsoulis)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907295590882592241.post-8838112288065035482</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Jul 2009 15:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-14T08:08:34.994-07:00</atom:updated><title>no. 86 The Blog Pause...</title><atom:summary type='text'></atom:summary><link>http://www.1000demons.com/2009/07/no-86-blog-pause.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katsoulis)</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-7907295590882592241.post-2058039610007931407</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Apr 2009 00:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-12T20:36:33.552-07:00</atom:updated><title>no.85 - The National Organization for Marriage</title><atom:summary type='text'> Dear National Organization for Marriage,I get that you are against same sex marriage. On your website and in interviews and in your creepy, badly produced commercial, you keep telling us, over and over, that you are against it and that I should be too.I'm a man, happily married to a woman and we have a kid. You should be able to agitate and scare me into to seeing your point of view, but all you</atom:summary><link>http://www.1000demons.com/2009/04/no85-national-organization-for-marriage.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katsoulis)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907295590882592241.post-2857664274702805722</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Apr 2009 21:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-05T18:46:58.923-07:00</atom:updated><title>no.84 - The Time Trap</title><atom:summary type='text'>I saw something the other night that blew my mind. I still don't know what to think. I was watching an episode of the Star Trek animated series, titled "The Time Trap." About halfway through, Captain Kirk has some suspicious Klingons brought to his attention by Lt. Gabler.Who is Lt. Gabler?You take a look and tell me, because I know exactly who I think he looks like:My daughter, who was watching </atom:summary><link>http://www.1000demons.com/2009/04/no84-time-trap.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katsoulis)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907295590882592241.post-2056171355889981765</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 Mar 2009 13:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-29T07:16:03.544-07:00</atom:updated><title>no.83 - Stubborness</title><atom:summary type='text'> Reliability is an admirable trait. Tenacity gets things done. When you are steadfast you can hold out against injustice for a lifetime.But... when you are stubborn, you obnoxiously cling to your misguided beliefs because you are too proud or too thick or too vain to know you are completely wrong.If only any of us could tell the difference.</atom:summary><link>http://www.1000demons.com/2009/03/no83-stubborness.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katsoulis)</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-7907295590882592241.post-6657370393962567017</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Mar 2009 17:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-29T07:17:04.284-07:00</atom:updated><title>no.82 - Demon of the Bad Hair Day</title><atom:summary type='text'>You've met this demon too. I know you have.</atom:summary><link>http://www.1000demons.com/2009/03/no82-demon-of-bad-hair-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katsoulis)</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-7907295590882592241.post-6664045721951643800</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Mar 2009 21:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-29T07:17:29.933-07:00</atom:updated><title>no.81 - The Toaster</title><atom:summary type='text'>The toaster's ubiquity is in direct contrast to its lack of versatility. Everyone lives in fear that this ridiculously simple device is going to burst into flames if it is left plugged in. Why should this be so? All it does is make sliced bread crispy.Growing up, my mother always kept the toaster unplugged. Now so do I. I suspect there is a good chance you do to.Why can't we trust them? We don't </atom:summary><link>http://www.1000demons.com/2009/03/no81-toaster.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katsoulis)</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-7907295590882592241.post-3593833581348944415</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Mar 2009 14:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-17T17:19:58.752-07:00</atom:updated><title>no.80 - The Grand Poohbah</title><atom:summary type='text'> Yesterday my daughter and two of her friends, all aged four years, asked to stop by Pooh's House on the way home from school. If you aren't aware of it, there is an old tree at Harvard with a small door at the bottom labeled "Pooh."As you can imagine, Pooh is never home, but looking inside, sometimes things are found, like a pretty rock or a small teacup sized for Piglet.Peeking in the tree and </atom:summary><link>http://www.1000demons.com/2009/03/no80-grand-poohbah.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katsoulis)</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-7907295590882592241.post-6983751269125399023</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Mar 2009 22:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-05T14:46:00.678-08:00</atom:updated><title>no.79 - Netflix</title><atom:summary type='text'>Demonizing Netflix for its pop-under advertisements right after a post about one of the most corrupt, malevolent souls of the 21st century may be a radical downshift, but Netflix still sucks donkey turds for using the pop-under.Really, Netflix, you know it's wrong or you wouldn't pop-under. You'd put your ad right on the page beside the seizure inducing dancing girl ads for low interest mortgages</atom:summary><link>http://www.1000demons.com/2009/03/no79-netflix.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katsoulis)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907295590882592241.post-6234020463444223259</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Mar 2009 18:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-04T11:06:04.192-08:00</atom:updated><title>no.78 - Omar Hassan al-Bashir</title><atom:summary type='text'> In honor of the issuance of your arrest warrant for crimes against humanity, let me wish upon you dreams filled tenfold with visions of everything you ever asked for — or ordered.I drew a little cartoon of you because I know you love cartoons.</atom:summary><link>http://www.1000demons.com/2009/03/no78-omar-hassan-al-bashir.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katsoulis)</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-7907295590882592241.post-4923804311875854086</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Jan 2009 16:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-21T10:16:44.407-08:00</atom:updated><title>no.77 - The Blood Demon</title><atom:summary type='text'> Any day that blood comes out of my body is a bad day. I do not like it. Whether it is a beagle tearing into my face with it's rotten gnashing teeth, or the needle end of a blood drive, I am unnerved.My luck in these cases has been especially poor. Obviously anytime an accident results in spilled blood is unlucky, but more to the point, even those times when I have volunteered my blood have been </atom:summary><link>http://www.1000demons.com/2009/01/no77-blood-demon.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katsoulis)</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-7907295590882592241.post-201090692091404582</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Jan 2009 22:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-19T06:25:16.318-08:00</atom:updated><title>no.76 - Bush et al</title><atom:summary type='text'>As the present regime ticks out its final hours, I can only hope that their legacy drags out the door behind them like the five thousand pound turd that it is.</atom:summary><link>http://www.1000demons.com/2009/01/no75-bush-et-al.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katsoulis)</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-7907295590882592241.post-1676681051837756120</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Jan 2009 01:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-08T21:48:19.485-08:00</atom:updated><title>no.75 - Oil Paints</title><atom:summary type='text'> The smell of oil paints fills me with longing. The last time I used them it was twenty years ago. My "intermediate painting" teacher brought us outside for our final class - a Springtime treat.Before that, my work had been clumsy and hesitant and indoors. I always had trouble with yellows despite, or because of, a previous teacher's obsession with yellow ochre. But this painting, the grey and </atom:summary><link>http://www.1000demons.com/2009/01/no75-oil-paints.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katsoulis)</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-7907295590882592241.post-7548025457260393565</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Jan 2009 14:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-05T22:05:52.367-08:00</atom:updated><title>no.74 - The Snow Bunny</title><atom:summary type='text'> This morning my daughter arrived at school without "New Bunny," her chosen cuddle toy for the day."Where's New Bunny?" I asked, seeing she did not have it. Her face a crinkled into a "I'm-not-going-to-cry" frown as she  realized that she may  have dropped bunny on our walk to school and that she might never see him again. This has happened before."I'll look for her on the way home," I said, </atom:summary><link>http://www.1000demons.com/2009/01/no74-snow-bunny.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katsoulis)</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-7907295590882592241.post-8481968665018103797</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Dec 2008 00:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-05T18:08:15.531-08:00</atom:updated><title>no.73 - Tree Trimmer</title><atom:summary type='text'> It is supposed to be one of those idyllic moments: Your family gathered around a fresh cut tree as the smell of pine fills your senses. Perhaps there are cups of eggnog and cookies while Christmas carols croon softly in the air. Boxes of sparkling ornaments are unpacked and laid carefully across the floor. Your children look up at the tree, eyes twinkling, looking for the perfect spot to place a</atom:summary><link>http://www.1000demons.com/2008/12/no73-tree-trimmer.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Katsoulis)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>