From KerriT/OnLocation North Idaho: On a sunny but cold North Idaho November day, hundreds of starlings surveyed the landscape from overhead wires. Every few minutes they'd swoop as a group to feed in the fields below.

Maybe I shouldn't have loved that job, though. I was subordinate to two individuals, one of whom was intimidating with that big booming voice of his, and the other was a young kid with obvious talent who always talked down to me. So, I was basically a part-timer, always trying to prove myself, to get more hours, doing a job I loved, although I also felt I was being used. On that job, I basically got the duties no one else wanted. This job was in the field of Radio Broadcasting. I loved it; I craved it, and I continued to be a part of it, in spite of the fact that I was used every single day Between September, 1996, and November 14th, 1999, my last radio shift. Ever/Atmospheric Ruminations. More here.

• Scrutinizing Black Friday's magic/Community Comment
• Movie and rude ladies/Live, Love, Laugh, Hope
• Honesty is the best policy/Life's A Freak Show
• Slight Detour now 5 years old/Slight Detour
• Beauty/Tumblewords
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Question: Describe your favorite job ever?

• A skeptic and an activist discuss global warming/Blue Moose Democrat
• What-a-mole in the Mideast/Dogwalk Musings
• Garden ghosts/Gathering Around The Table
• Day of the zombie circ clerk/JeanC's Cat House & Shooting Gallery
• Thankful for volunteers/More Main Street
• Ramblies ramblies/Midnight Marauder
• Home for the holidays, and: Good question/Notes On A Napkin
• Literary quiz/Rants, Raves, & Random Thoughts
• Part the third/Synaptic Disunion

HBO Numbers (for the week of Nov. 15-21): 50903/28852