FROM MY CHAPBOOK…
0400 by Jeff Hess
My name is Jeff Hess and I’m a biblioholic. I own hundreds of books. Not valuable books, mostly Science Fiction paperbacks and text books, tomes rescued by the bag from library book sales. A few years ago, in the interest of not burying myself, I began reading more books from the library and taking notes. My electronic chapbook was born.
This is a passage I copied from Midrash and Literature edited by Geoffrey H. Hartman and Sanford Budick.
Decoupage: French decoupage, literally, act of cutting out, from Middle French, from decouper to cut out, from de- + couper to cut- more at COPE [170]
Here in the United States we fought a bloody war, primarily over the issue of whether or not a minority population, with its own traditions, might be allowed to secede from the larger governmental union. So I imagine it must seem strange to other nations when we support such divisions in places like southeastern Europe.
I’m constantly tossing interesting websites into what I call my blogpile. Some of them find their way here in the form of regular posts, but more often than not they languish and get buried deeper in the pile. The end result is that I have to go back and do a bit of shoveling. Today’s item is 
In 2000 I cast my primary vote for John McCain because I knew my candidate, Al Gore, had a lock on the Democratic nomination. When it looked like Obama might have a lock on the the nomination before the Ohio primary, I considered again crossing over and voting for someone other than McCain. I didn’t make a difference.
Last evening seven of us gathered at the Phoenix Coffee House on Mayfield Road in South Euclid. We discussed: “Do the words it and thing cripple our language and hinder our conversations?” As usual, the discussion ranged widely, but focused, I think, on four major points concerning the way individual deploy the two words.
I could never bring myself to forward all the email jokes, cartoons and other Internet comedy that land in my inbox. But then I started posting the ones my dad sends me. Judging from my comments and emails, my dad has become one of my greatest blogging assets. So for your morning Irish chuckle I present: 
