Is every volcano on the west coast going active?
map 2.2 2012/03/26 21:59:55 41.341N 122.207W 7.6 9 km ( 6 mi) ENE of Mount Shasta, CA map 2.4 2012/03/26 19:31:41 41.199N 122.182W 7.2 7 km ( 4 mi) SSW of McCloud, CA
map 2.2 2012/03/26 21:59:55 41.341N 122.207W 7.6 9 km ( 6 mi) ENE of Mount Shasta, CA map 2.4 2012/03/26 19:31:41 41.199N 122.182W 7.2 7 km ( 4 mi) SSW of McCloud, CA

Madison High School needs our help! Football Coach Adam Skyles (any relation to John Skyles, Madison ‘62) is seeking help for the track and field.
Madison wants to do what other Portland high schools are doing: Install a synthetic turf field and repair a dilapidated track.
He’s reaching out to the parents, community and alumni school supporters for the first phase’s cost of $998,000 to redo the football and soccer field. So far Madison has raised about 1/3 of the money needed. The deadline is the end of May so construction can begin in the dry summer months. The dream is to be playing on a new field in the fall.
To donate or learn more, contact Skyles at 503-916-5220, ext 79282. Checks can be made to the Madison Stadium Project, 2735 NE 82nd Ave., Portland, OR 97220, Tax ID: 936000-830.
Get this! Our 500,000 visitor to Mover Mike was from
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They stayed on our site for 44 minutes 13 seconds! Thank you for coming. Please return, again.
Some time late today or tomorrow morning Mover Mike will hit 500,000 visitors. I know other blogs have higher traffic and reached that level much sooner than I have. But, in order to reach that level one must be consistent, write something that others want to read, and persistent.
This blog started back in September, 2004. There have been times when I thought about quitting, because I didn’t think what a I wrote was making any difference and was like the tree that falls in the forest; nobody heard me! Now, I think that we have such a moment in our country’s history that we need to raise our voices and shout from the roof tops: Enough!
Enough with our lack of morality. Enough with a government that uses force to rob us. The same use of force would land us in jail, if we robbed our neighbors as our government does to us. Enough with the lack of education of economics. Enough with news that glorifies the shallow personalities in the entertainment industry. Enough with a press that singles-out conservatives, but never the left. Enough with women who stay silent as their sisters of the world are brutalized mentally and physically. Enough with a GOVERNMENT AND PEOPLE who ridicule the achievers.
Thank you all for coming to this blog. Thank you for the 500,000th visitor, whomever you are, and I hope I’m here for the 1,000,000th.
“Millions of people miss out on benefits for which they are eligible. A USDA study showed that although over 40 million unemployed and underemployed people currently receive food stamps (SNAP), the study also estimated that another 20 million people fail to apply because they either do not know that they are eligible for benefits such as food stamps or do not know how to apply for benefits.”
We are here to help! While As of December, per SNAP the number just hit another record high of 46.5 million, an increase of 384,000 in one month and 14.3 million since Obama took office, there is a book that can help you get on the right side of your government. You can get the benefits paid by taxpayers that are your right.
“How To Get Food Stamps, Welfare And Other Benefits” by Andrew Dolan can be seamlessly downloaded to your Kindle for only $2.99. Read the book. There may be benefits from taxpayers that will make sure you have a Kindle if you can not afford one. After all this book may be just as important as the free contraceptives you have a right to.
Winter Study
by Mark Wunderlich
Two days of snow, then ice
and the deer peer from the ragged curtain of trees.
Hunger wills them, hunger
pulls them to the compass of light
spilling from the farmyard pole.
They dip their heads, hold
forked hooves
above snow, turn furred ears
to scoop from the wind
the sounds of hounds, or men.
They lap at a sprinkling of grain,
pull timid mouthfuls from a stray bale.
The smallest is lame, with a leg
healed at angles, and a fused knob
where a joint once bent.
It picks, stiff, skidding its sickening limb
across the ice’s dark platter.
Their fear is thick as they break a trail
to the center of their predator’s range.
To know the winter
is to ginger forth from a bed in the pines,
to search for a scant meal
gleaned from the carelessness
of a killer.
Morning In Woodstock
Last night white tailed deer,
all pivot and dash,
high-stepped like drum majorettes
down the fence line
in the knee-deep snow.
Black shocks of birch and ash,
solemn skeletons, keep lookout,
as Sumac, like sergeants, shush with
red brush hands, and crimson mists
of Salmon Berries hang in the air.
Platoons of firs, planted
since the fire,
branches bound in snow like cotton,
stand in long lines at attention.
In my robe, coffee cold,
I search far into the woods
from the window,
for some movement
some stir of wind.
~Mike Landfair
The New York Times writes Blurred Line Between Espionage and Truth