Oy.  I have been thinking too much about syndicated data feeds.  I looked at my neighbor's willow tree and saw feeds.  I see a feed when I look at a roll of toilet paper.  Thank goodness I chose Japanese over Italian for the Valentine's Day dinner.  It's time for a break, hopefully as far as away from any string sales persons, before I start thinking of myself as a feed.

Update:

Speaking of feeds from the restroom, Jeneane Sessum drew up this excellent diagram:

Hey, it's Party Time! – A-List Dungbeetle