<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456</id><updated>2011-10-25T16:25:20.875-05:00</updated><category term='Haikuesday'/><category term='Instructions'/><category term='Rick Moranis'/><category term='Babies'/><category term='Singing'/><category term='Shelf Monkey'/><category term='Blahs'/><category term='funny'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='Kirksville'/><category term='The Likeness'/><category term='Sherman Alexie'/><category term='Teahen'/><category term='douglas adams'/><category term='Beer'/><category term='The Gone Away World'/><category term='Twilight'/><category term='Sweeney Todd'/><category term='Carnivale'/><category term='GWB'/><category term='Chuck Norris'/><category term='Zoo'/><category term='Costumes'/><category term='Clayton'/><category term='bananas'/><category term='Community'/><category term='Daniel'/><category term='Aloha'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='Shitty Girlfriends'/><category term='Work'/><category term='Contests'/><category term='Pie'/><category term='Ghetto'/><category term='Belinda'/><category term='Zombies'/><category term='Rhinoceros'/><category term='Jessie'/><category term='The Muppet Show'/><category term='baseball'/><category term='Doctor Who'/><category term='Critical Monkey'/><category term='Nick Harkaway'/><category term='TV'/><category term='Buffy the Vampire Slayer'/><category term='breakfast'/><category term='100 Childrens Books'/><category term='dogs'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Necromancy Never Pays'/><category term='Styles'/><category term='JumpySteve'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='American Idol'/><category term='Charles Vess'/><category term='Tana French'/><category term='August'/><category term='Fuse 8 Blog'/><category term='Kermit Ruffins'/><category term='Rowlf'/><category term='Kansas City Womens Chorus'/><category term='vertigo'/><category term='Adaline'/><category term='Bridal Shower'/><category term='flowers'/><category term='Cookies'/><category term='bathroom'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Bugs Bunny'/><category term='Jacket'/><category term='Mom'/><category term='Mary Russell'/><category term='Graduations'/><category term='Weight Loss Challenge'/><category term='Party'/><category term='30Days of TV'/><category term='Back to School'/><category term='What&apos;s Up Doc?'/><category term='Review'/><category term='Days of TV'/><category term='My Neighbor Totoro'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='Harry Potter'/><category term='Survey'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='Nicholas Sparks'/><category term='towelday'/><category term='Opening Day'/><category term='Kansas City'/><category term='990 Square'/><category term='Time Wasting'/><category term='Pee'/><category term='Catie'/><category term='Musicals'/><category term='Sisters'/><category term='The Red Tent'/><category term='Jazz'/><category term='AOTS'/><category term='Anita Diamant'/><category term='Dream'/><category term='chicago'/><category term='bad day'/><category term='Scary Bush Monster'/><category term='yogurt'/><category term='Weather'/><category term='Carolyn'/><category term='Obama'/><category term='Stem Cell Research'/><category term='Catbus'/><category term='High School'/><category term='muffins'/><category term='#furiouslyhappy'/><category term='dick'/><category term='Royals'/><category term='Nikki'/><category term='Battlestar Gallactica'/><category term='sickness'/><category term='Mustaches'/><category term='Generation Dead'/><category term='January'/><category term='Neil Gaiman'/><category term='Apple Cider'/><category term='Senior'/><category term='Truman State'/><category term='Dany'/><category term='Poem'/><category term='Brenda'/><category term='Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat'/><category term='Diary of Anne Frank'/><category term='Saved By the Bell'/><category term='Sherlock'/><category term='James Bond'/><category term='Quotations'/><category term='recipe'/><category term='Bananagrams'/><category term='Beach'/><category term='kamiah'/><category term='The Order of Odd-Fish'/><category term='Spinelli'/><category term='Enola Holmes'/><category term='vote'/><category term='Anniversary'/><category term='Walker Texas Ranger'/><category term='Fall'/><category term='King Tut'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>You Weren't So Jumpy in the Old Days, Steve</title><subtitle type='html'>Why was Steve not so jumpy in the old days?  Was there something happening now to make him jumpier than usual??  Questions without answers and answers without questions!  All shall (maybe) be revealed!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-7866599862420723072</id><published>2011-10-25T16:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T16:25:20.918-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Costumes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because Catie and I are totally awesome...here's this glimpse of Halloween's past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jev_OyaV56w/TqcohwSPzyI/AAAAAAAAAjU/rlfuZPMZu7A/s1600/bethcatie%2BHalloween.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jev_OyaV56w/TqcohwSPzyI/AAAAAAAAAjU/rlfuZPMZu7A/s400/bethcatie%2BHalloween.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667543216431288098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I guess it's pretty clear we've loved Halloween for a long time!  And if anyone is wondering, I was Igor from Young Frankenstein.     Awesome. Sauce.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-over and out-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-7866599862420723072?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/7866599862420723072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=7866599862420723072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/7866599862420723072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/7866599862420723072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2011/10/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jev_OyaV56w/TqcohwSPzyI/AAAAAAAAAjU/rlfuZPMZu7A/s72-c/bethcatie%2BHalloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-5617279782743967412</id><published>2011-07-22T11:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T11:35:19.073-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>Vacation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Wrote this today because I'm practically jumping out of my seat at the thought of being in Europe 8 weeks from now.  Enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;           GIDDY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I am going on a trip and I feel like the monkey in Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;           EXCITED!        STEVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Able to speak only in one-word bursts of emotion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;IRELAND!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;                     &lt;b&gt;GERMANY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;                                                  &lt;b&gt;HOME!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Home&lt;/b&gt; is where your heart is; my heart has shipped itself in a crate to Bavaria. It's munching on a pretzel, drinking a Warsteiner and wondering when I'm going to catch up with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;          &lt;b&gt;VACATION!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"We're on vacation!" she sings in Light in the Piazza. Joy beaming from every ounce of her body, a simple mind saying outloud exactly what I am feeling.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;          I WANT TO LEAVE NOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;8 weeks to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;-over and out-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-5617279782743967412?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/5617279782743967412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=5617279782743967412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/5617279782743967412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/5617279782743967412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2011/07/vacation.html' title='Vacation!'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-4796300164105895970</id><published>2011-06-17T11:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T11:31:23.723-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Thank You Brenda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;For linking me to this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xnf_t9axhOc/TfuBDZeCQ-I/AAAAAAAAAew/-MHyYMWEIqs/s1600/dick.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 391px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xnf_t9axhOc/TfuBDZeCQ-I/AAAAAAAAAew/-MHyYMWEIqs/s400/dick.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619226855451280354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Taken from &lt;a href="http://bobmitchellinthe21stcentury.wordpress.com/2011/06/17/its-funny-panel-friday-128/"&gt;Mitchel Comics Group&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awesome Sauce.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-over and out-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-4796300164105895970?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/4796300164105895970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=4796300164105895970' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/4796300164105895970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/4796300164105895970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2011/06/thank-you-brenda.html' title='Thank You Brenda'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xnf_t9axhOc/TfuBDZeCQ-I/AAAAAAAAAew/-MHyYMWEIqs/s72-c/dick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-5495435014013940470</id><published>2011-05-05T15:43:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T16:09:17.346-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30Days of TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singing'/><title type='text'>30 Days of TV - Day 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A SHOW YOU THOUGHT YOU WOULDN'T LIKE, BUT ENDED UP LOVING.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, if I had been asked what show I would 'never' watch, I would have said American Idol. Idol stood out in my mind as the epitome of horrible music and teeny-bopperness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then something horrible happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel DVR'd the new season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(reenactment - the names have not been changed to protect the innocent)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beth:&lt;/b&gt; What the heck is this on our DVR?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Daniel:&lt;/b&gt; Heeheee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beth:&lt;/b&gt; WTF??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Daniel: &lt;/b&gt;I think we should watch it this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beth:&lt;/b&gt; ..... (waits for the punch line) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Daniel:&lt;/b&gt; (pushes play)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beth:&lt;/b&gt; (still waiting for punch line)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was funny.  I had to give it that.  And in between the funny parts were some good parts.  I was impressed and not-so-impressed and wow'd a couple of times.  Plus, we loved watching Steven Tyler and J Lo, and making fun of Randy and Ryan Seacrest.  By the time the Hollywood Rounds started I had to admit that I geniunelly liked American Idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because I had never watched it before, or because this season has good talent or because J Lo is just so darn pretty, but we both watch it every week. We've voted. We've crossed our fingers for our favorites and been shocked when those favorites get the boot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back now, I'm not sure why I ever thought I'd dislike this show.  Music, singing in particular, is a giant part of who I am.  So a giant national talent show should have been right up my alley.  Granted, in the end, I suppose it will probably just end up being a Giant Popularity contest, but I suppose that's what being an entertainer is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-srFMSC0dKVg/TccErC3q1GI/AAAAAAAAAek/Wll3vfLZAm4/s1600/american-idol-logo.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-srFMSC0dKVg/TccErC3q1GI/AAAAAAAAAek/Wll3vfLZAm4/s320/american-idol-logo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604453398837122146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I am the entertainer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I know just where I stand:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another serenader,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And another long-haired band.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I am your champion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I may have won your hearts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I know the game, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You will forget my name,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I won't be here &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In another year,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I don't stay on the charts"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Billy Joel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What else was did we used to hate?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://cspotgo.tumblr.com/post/2448343460/day-10-30-days-of-tv"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-  span"&gt;Jessie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://dullsharpie.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-10-30-days-of-tv.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Brenda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://drnik46.blogspot.com/2011/04/30-days-of-tv-day-10-show-you-hated-but.html"&gt;Nikki&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fanaticalgeek.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dany (to be published)&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-5495435014013940470?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/5495435014013940470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=5495435014013940470' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/5495435014013940470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/5495435014013940470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2011/05/30-days-of-tv-day-10.html' title='30 Days of TV - Day 10'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-srFMSC0dKVg/TccErC3q1GI/AAAAAAAAAek/Wll3vfLZAm4/s72-c/american-idol-logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-6636941691291511240</id><published>2011-04-24T10:55:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T11:08:01.528-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Muppet Show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30Days of TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rowlf'/><title type='text'>30 Days of TV - Day 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best Scene&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This one is a short one, but only because there is no need to expand on something that is already perfect.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love The Muppet Show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/61yzTfu0F-M" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What other scenes are the beeeeest (as Wario would say)?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://cspotgo.tumblr.com/post/2442047088/day-9-30-days-of-tv"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-  span"&gt;Jessie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://dullsharpie.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-9-30-days-of-tv.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Brenda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://drnik46.blogspot.com/2011/01/30-days-of-tv-day-09-best-scene-ever.html"&gt;Nikki&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fanaticalgeek.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dany&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-6636941691291511240?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/6636941691291511240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=6636941691291511240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/6636941691291511240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/6636941691291511240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2011/04/30-days-of-tv-day-9.html' title='30 Days of TV - Day 9'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/61yzTfu0F-M/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-2296491630760034406</id><published>2011-04-13T11:31:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T21:52:10.697-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Battlestar Gallactica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30Days of TV'/><title type='text'>30 Days of TV - Day 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;WHAT A TWIST!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The twist has forever been spoiled for me by Mr. Sixth Sense, M. Knight Shayamalon. Whenever I say it, I think of this clip from the hilarious Robot Chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6cw990NCy7Q" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now that I have that out of the way, we move on to my All-Time-Top-Favorite-Best Twist-in-a-Series-Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see if you can guess what it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hint Number 1:&lt;/b&gt;  My mouth hit the floor as soon as this happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hint Number 2:&lt;/b&gt;  This event concerned one of my favorite characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hint Number 3:&lt;/b&gt;  This twist was on a show called Battlestar Gallactica (the new one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a guess now???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nY1QcOTFYk0/TaZYP1s3u-I/AAAAAAAAAeE/vtA6qdS0E34/s1600/fat%2Blee%2Bdouble.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nY1QcOTFYk0/TaZYP1s3u-I/AAAAAAAAAeE/vtA6qdS0E34/s1600/fat%2Blee%2Bdouble.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 186px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nY1QcOTFYk0/TaZYP1s3u-I/AAAAAAAAAeE/vtA6qdS0E34/s320/fat%2Blee%2Bdouble.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595256616190983138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet you thought it was going to be something else, huh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing makes me laugh harder than thinking about Fat Lee.  When he gets out of bed with his fat ankles, I giggle.  When Dee and Adama say he's gone "soft" (quite literally), I snort, and when Admiral Adama tells him to "get his Fat Ass out of here" I start slapping my knees.  No amount of utter seriousness and Cylon cruelty can ever make Lee's fatness not funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Jamie Bamber puts on that fatsuit and becomes &lt;b&gt;FAT LEE&lt;/b&gt;, the fattest guy in space.  The superhero for a new age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nLZYUFnaYho/TaZYQD7_d1I/AAAAAAAAAeM/5TWkT13lWYs/s1600/SUPERFATLEE.PNG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nLZYUFnaYho/TaZYQD7_d1I/AAAAAAAAAeM/5TWkT13lWYs/s320/SUPERFATLEE.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595256620012500818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thank you BSG.  Your other twists were okay, but Fat Lee will continue to be the gift that keeps on giving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So say we all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who else is the Twistiest??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cspotgo.tumblr.com/post/2390846779/day-8-30-days-of-tv"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-  span"&gt;Jessie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://dullsharpie.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-8-30-days-of-tv.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Brenda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://drnik46.blogspot.com/2011/01/30-days-of-tv-day-08-best-twist.html"&gt;Nikki&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fanaticalgeek.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-08.html"&gt;Dany&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-over and out-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-2296491630760034406?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/2296491630760034406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=2296491630760034406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/2296491630760034406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/2296491630760034406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2011/04/30-days-of-tv-day-8.html' title='30 Days of TV - Day 8'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/6cw990NCy7Q/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-6376966387946884820</id><published>2011-02-20T16:36:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T20:15:12.229-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doctor Who'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30Days of TV'/><title type='text'>Day 7: Least Favorite Episode of Your Favorite TV Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think about the amount of time I poured over the "Favorite Episode" category of this challenge, the time spent on my Least Favorite episode is kind of laughable.  I read the prompt, thought for approximately 2 seconds, and said "Runaway Bride."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vMdwviwkf_c" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ah, the dreaded* Christmas Special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And what did the Creepy Robot Santa-Mask people bring us this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Donna. Noble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(pause for screams)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;  &lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdGjTKntDS8/TWGa_d9pqmI/AAAAAAAAAd0/zlslhzqsDgU/s1600/donna%2Bnoble%2Bphone.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdGjTKntDS8/TWGa_d9pqmI/AAAAAAAAAd0/zlslhzqsDgU/s320/donna%2Bnoble%2Bphone.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575908228827032162" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(Yes Donna. Please call the police to have them come &amp;amp; remove you from this show!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Just for some background.  This episode was the first one since Rose's extremely emotional departure.  I, for one, was worried about the direction of the show and what it would be like without her. Suddenly we were assaulted by "The Runaway Bride" Miss Donna Noble.  My brain could not process it.  Every word from her mouth was annoying and every guesture made me want to vomit.  Even as the story progressed, and my empathy kicked in a little for her, I still couldn't help but cheer when she told The Doctor she didn't want to travel with him as a companion.  Thank God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So Donna Noble** is the main reason I hate this episode, although the lame spider-alien-lady-villian didn't help much either.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;-over and out-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;*For the record, I only hated the first few Christmas specials, the last few have been lovely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;**I do not HATE Donna any more, although I did cry when I figured out she was going to be the main companion in Season 4.  Amazingly she grew on me (a bit like a fungus), but that is another story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;What Other Crappy Episodes Are Out There:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://cspotgo.tumblr.com/post/2390846779/day-7-30-days-of-tv"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-  span"&gt;Jessie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://dullsharpie.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-7-30-days-of-tv.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Brenda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://drnik46.blogspot.com/2011/01/30-days-of-tv-day-7-least-favorite.html"&gt;Nikki&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fanaticalgeek.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-07.html"&gt;Dany&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-6376966387946884820?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/6376966387946884820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=6376966387946884820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/6376966387946884820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/6376966387946884820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-7-least-favorite-episode-of-your.html' title='Day 7: Least Favorite Episode of Your Favorite TV Show'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/vMdwviwkf_c/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-6135824316734193955</id><published>2011-02-06T22:00:00.015-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T07:57:46.812-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doctor Who'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30Days of TV'/><title type='text'>30 Days of TV - Day 6 - Fav Episode of Your Fav Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I will just say it. I've been gone for a long time just because I'm lazy.  Now I'm back in business and ready to make some progress on these days of TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first saw this Challenge, I immediately said Vincent &amp;amp; The Doctor from Series 5 of Dr. Who.  I was completely prepared to write about this scary, sweet and sad episode about the Doctor and Amy traveling back to meet Vincent Van Goth (they pronounce it goth like the people who wear black clothes all the time. Heehee).  It had one of my favorite lines "Bowties are cool," my favorite Doctor (Matt Smith, I admit it), a cameo by Bill Nighy, and just a really beautiful story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Uzme7w2CpEU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Uzme7w2CpEU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then Daniel and I watched David Tennant's last episode and in traditional "goodbye style" he revisited some characters from previous storylines.  When he visited one character, I started crying and couldn't stop, and although it seems like a lot of my reactions to Dr. Who involve me weeping uncontrollably, I did realize that my favorite episode seems to actually be a two parter called Human Nature and Family of Blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the episode opens we see The Doctor and Martha running from and unknown assailant and looking more scared than we've ever seen them.  The Doctor seems out of options and starts to tell Martha he's going to do something drastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ofq5I-erHVY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next scene opens on England 1913.  We see The Doctor, but it looks like he's pretending schoolteacher called John Smith.  Then Martha walks in and she's dressed as a maid.  It takes a few moments, but suddenly you realize that this isn't pretend. The Doctor has made himself Human remembers nothing about his past.  John has only his dreams to remind him of his past. Martha and the Doctor must hide out with the Doctor as human to escape the Family of Blood, an enemy that wants the Doctor's precious immortality.  If they can't sense the Doctor's presence (which they shouldn't because he's technically not there), then after a few months, Martha will give the Doctor a watch, and when he opens it, he'll become a time lord again. Unfortunately for the both of them, the Family of Blood is hot on their trail, and things get even more fuzzy when John Smith falls in love with the school nurse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are three reasons I love this episode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;Very cool time period. &lt;/b&gt; The episode occurs right before the start of World War I and the school John Smith is the principal of is actually a military training school.  Thinking about how all these boys will soon be at war, when they are so young is pretty sobering.  Also the costumes, scenery and technology of the day are wonderful.  At one point the Family of Blood raises an army of scarecrows. Sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BN89e6ZjdrE/TWFxfgP-sDI/AAAAAAAAAdk/2rVUeIJUGkc/s1600/scarecrows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BN89e6ZjdrE/TWFxfgP-sDI/AAAAAAAAAdk/2rVUeIJUGkc/s320/scarecrows.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575862599708225586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. This is the first episode I ever really LOVED David Tennant as The Doctor.  The funny thing is, he's barely even The Doctor at all. But seeing him playing a human, especially one that has to come to grips with not really existing at all, really made me love him as the Doctor more.  Just a heartbreaking performance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6-P8TEQ4yPg/TWFycQPlyHI/AAAAAAAAAds/GUvynMvx_0c/s1600/johnsmith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 169px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6-P8TEQ4yPg/TWFycQPlyHI/AAAAAAAAAds/GUvynMvx_0c/s320/johnsmith.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575863643383646322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;I LOVE MARTHA JONES!!&lt;/b&gt;  Martha is my favorite companion.  I love how brilliant, beautiful and absolutely smart she is. I mean, she's almost a Doctor, and here is she is living as a maid in early Twentieth Century England.  This is really just the first of many amazing things she does for the Doctor, but really, she is just awesome.  Here is a pretty picture of her, because I love her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HY0ImrI7WTU/TWFxfZctwXI/AAAAAAAAAdc/VveLC2hv2CI/s1600/Martha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HY0ImrI7WTU/TWFxfZctwXI/AAAAAAAAAdc/VveLC2hv2CI/s320/Martha.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575862597882593650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Other Favorite Episodes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://cspotgo.tumblr.com/post/2390846779/day-6-30-days-of-tv"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-  span"&gt;Jessie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://dullsharpie.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-6-30-days-of-tv.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Brenda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://drnik46.blogspot.com/2010/12/30-days-of-tv-day-06-favorite-episode.html"&gt;Nikki&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fanaticalgeek.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-06.html"&gt;Dany&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;-over and out-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Okay, that's all for this day.  I promise to update some more, because I really am looking forward to finishing this up! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;-over and out-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-6135824316734193955?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/6135824316734193955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=6135824316734193955' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/6135824316734193955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/6135824316734193955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2011/02/30-days-of-tv-day-6-fav-episode-of-your.html' title='30 Days of TV - Day 6 - Fav Episode of Your Fav Show'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ofq5I-erHVY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-8021894779105380733</id><published>2011-01-15T12:03:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T12:08:17.128-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adaline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babies'/><title type='text'>We Interrupt our Regularly Scheduled Programming...</title><content type='html'>I am an aunt!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Welcome to the World Adaline Mae Anderson.  Born on her great grandmother Mae's birthday January 13, 2011 at 11:33 a.m.  Can't wait to watch you grow up (and spoil you rotten). :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TTHiPwbDGcI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/TbdnIAqjEfY/s1600/Adaline.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TTHiPwbDGcI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/TbdnIAqjEfY/s320/Adaline.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562475775103539650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love you so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-over and out-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-8021894779105380733?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/8021894779105380733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=8021894779105380733' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/8021894779105380733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/8021894779105380733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2011/01/we-interrupt-our-regularly-scheduled.html' title='We Interrupt our Regularly Scheduled Programming...'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TTHiPwbDGcI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/TbdnIAqjEfY/s72-c/Adaline.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-8357407631074187788</id><published>2011-01-11T22:31:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T22:49:01.522-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Walker Texas Ranger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chuck Norris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30Days of TV'/><title type='text'>30 Days of TV - Day 5 -  A Show You Hate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;This is the hardest challenge yet.  I cannot think of a show I do not like right now.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I can think of some shows that are not very good, and some shows that I have chosen not to watch, but is there a show that really provokes my complete and utter distaste?  There are certainly some shows that make me cringe at the very thought of them (Outsourced, Wife-Swap, Undercover Boss), but since I don't watch them, I feel it would be wrong for me to judge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Grah! What should I choose???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I'm closing my eyes.  I'm thinking back, back into my past.  Back into my repressed television horror story memories....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah.  There it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I had forgotten...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walker, Texas Ranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TS0v07I_SxI/AAAAAAAAAdI/15Oh66mhnRQ/s1600/Walker-Texas-Ranger-Season-6-Front-Cover-18595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TS0v07I_SxI/AAAAAAAAAdI/15Oh66mhnRQ/s320/Walker-Texas-Ranger-Season-6-Front-Cover-18595.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561153701147527954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;(I like my heroes tougher than this, but it looks like I'm out of luck.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a good portion of my life, Walker Texas Ranger was just one of those shows that I knew was on, but had blissfully never watched.  Never watched, that is, until my cousin landed a role as an extra for one of the episodes.  The night it aired, the family gathered around the television and I have to confess I was not prepared for the immediate cheese that started spewing everywhere.  Not only was the story not very good, but its prim "moralyness" made me feel like I was watching some sort of Focus on the Family educational video.  Finally at the very end of the episode, my cousin's scene was on.  He was on for aproximately 5 seconds.  WTF?!  I had just sat through an HOUR of hell for 5 seconds of my cousin's face? Seriously?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Grah. Why did I dredge up this horrible memory??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tW1tIpE95kc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;(just kill me now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other Terrible Shows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://cspotgo.tumblr.com/post/2383218295/day-5-30-days-of-tv"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-  span"  &gt;Jessie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://dullsharpie.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-5-30-days-of-tv.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Brenda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://drnik46.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nikki&lt;/a&gt; (to be published)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://fanaticalgeek.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dany&lt;/a&gt; (to be published)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;-over and out-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-8357407631074187788?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/8357407631074187788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=8357407631074187788' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/8357407631074187788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/8357407631074187788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2011/01/30-days-of-tv-day-5-show-you-hate.html' title='30 Days of TV - Day 5 -  A Show You Hate'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TS0v07I_SxI/AAAAAAAAAdI/15Oh66mhnRQ/s72-c/Walker-Texas-Ranger-Season-6-Front-Cover-18595.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-4561448336240585997</id><published>2011-01-10T08:00:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T08:00:17.080-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doctor Who'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Days of TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30Days of TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buffy the Vampire Slayer'/><title type='text'>30 Days of TV - Day 4 - Your Favorite TV Show, Ever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Dear B.,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel guilty. You'll soon see why.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;One year ago, my favorite show of all time was Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I'd watched every season multiple times, owned action figures, had autographed pictures on my walls.  If someone had asked me what was the best show ever, the first season of Buffy would already have been in my hands to let them borrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSgBV9uBpiI/AAAAAAAAAcY/OTNI1fxLLoc/s1600/buffy_season5_cast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSgBV9uBpiI/AAAAAAAAAcY/OTNI1fxLLoc/s320/buffy_season5_cast.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559695216845366818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In April though, I noticed Neil Gaiman twittering a lot about a certain program and how excited he was for it.  So I asked Daniel if he might be interested in watching the new season of Doctor Who.  Daniel was game, and we set our DVR to record.  I didn't know it then, but I had just taken my first step in becoming a traitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really knew nothing at all about the show other than the basic premise. The Doctor travels through time with his "companion," a human girl who goes on adventures with him.  We had heard that this season would be a good one to start on because it was also the start of a start of a new Doctor.  A new Doctor?  It didn't make a ton of sense to me, but Wikipedia told us that Doctor Who had been played by eleven different actors, and that each time they were ready for a new guy to take over, the Doctor would just "regenerate into the next one." Maybe soap operas should take notice??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSgBsXzKd1I/AAAAAAAAAcg/CAq1waGzs9I/s1600/Amy%2B%2526%2BDoctor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSgBsXzKd1I/AAAAAAAAAcg/CAq1waGzs9I/s320/Amy%2B%2526%2BDoctor.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559695601803360082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We watched the first episode of the new season and loved it.  The new Doctor was adorable and I was totally loving his "companion" Amy.  She was hilarious and really pretty too. :-)  The writing and directing were great and the special effects were actually done well.  I ended up watching&lt;br /&gt;that first episode twice because I couldn't wait for Saturday to watch the next episode.  After that Saturday, waiting became almost unbearable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSgCGd5bVKI/AAAAAAAAAco/Dt1zlGnE88M/s1600/doctorwho9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSgCGd5bVKI/AAAAAAAAAco/Dt1zlGnE88M/s200/doctorwho9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559696050116842658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;That was when we discovered Netflix had instant streaming of the first 4 seasons/series.*  We started watching Series 1 and met a different Doctor with a different companion, and we were just as enchanted.  By the time Series 2 had ended I had laughed, screamed, and cried so much that Daniel was convinced I would run out of tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSgCGp0_AwI/AAAAAAAAAcw/NTdHZf2S5N0/s1600/martha%2B%2526%2Bdoctor.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSgCGp0_AwI/AAAAAAAAAcw/NTdHZf2S5N0/s1600/martha%2B%2526%2Bdoctor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSgCGp0_AwI/AAAAAAAAAcw/NTdHZf2S5N0/s200/martha%2B%2526%2Bdoctor.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559696053319435010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We started on Series 3 just about the time that Series 5 ended in real-time.  Again, more tears came (more than ever, Daniel had been wrong), but more smiles too.  We were both just glad to have two more series left before we were caught up. We'd have more Doctor to keep us company til December, when the "Christmas Special" would air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSgDwJOOdGI/AAAAAAAAAdA/rm1ov52gHVA/s1600/DoctorWhoChristmasCarol1123101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSgDwJOOdGI/AAAAAAAAAdA/rm1ov52gHVA/s320/DoctorWhoChristmasCarol1123101.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559697865633068130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Christmas Eve came, and we were more than ready for some Doctor Who.  We had finished Series 4 at the end of November and it had been a long month without the Doctor.  My mom totally delivered on the "Always Gets Me Exactly the Right Christmas Present," too. I happily unwrapped the 5th Season of Doctor Who; I couldn't wait till I got time to re-watch.  On Christmas Day, though, we were ready for some new Who.  Late that night, Daniel, his family and I watched the Doctor Who Christmas Special "A Christmas Carol."  My face was a one giant smile.  Watching Matt Smith bumble around everywhere, popping up in the past to convince the space-age Scrooge to save a spaceship full of people (including Amy), I suddenly thought, &lt;b&gt;"This is my favorite show."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew it was true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brilliant, sweet, funny, frightening, gloriously wacky show is everything I love about television, about telling stories, about being human, and about finding the people you love and holding them close.  My favorite. My show.  My Doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UnPUF8an-XE?  fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UnPUF8an-XE?  fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you know why I feel guilty.  Why I've branded myself a traitor. In less than a year's time, I've fallen for someone else.  I've cheated. Me! Ms. No-Sympathy-for-Cheaters Beth.  But although I feel guilty, I can't go back; I don't want to. So I'd like to apologize, Buffy.  I still love you and always will, I'm just not the same person I was.  Now I'm someone who's met the Doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Beth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. If it's any consolation, I like this opening sequence a lot more than the actual one. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zQ2FpfFaj6o?  fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zQ2FpfFaj6o?  fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Doctor Who has actually been around since the 60's, but after a hiatus in the 80s and 90s, they brought back the show in 2005.  That was called Series 1 and moved on from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other Favorite Shows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://cspotgo.tumblr.com/post/2366019926/day-04-your-%20%20favorite-show-ever"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-  span" &gt;Jessie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://dullsharpie.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-4-30-days-of-%20%20tv.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Brenda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://drnik46.blogspot.com/2010/12/30-days-of-tv-day-04-my-favorite%20%20-show.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Nikki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Dany (to be published)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;-over and out-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-4561448336240585997?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/4561448336240585997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=4561448336240585997' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/4561448336240585997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/4561448336240585997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2011/01/30-days-of-tv-day-4-your-favorite-tv.html' title='30 Days of TV - Day 4 - Your Favorite TV Show, Ever.'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSgBV9uBpiI/AAAAAAAAAcY/OTNI1fxLLoc/s72-c/buffy_season5_cast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-6671013489352347978</id><published>2011-01-07T22:25:00.017-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T22:59:15.279-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sherlock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Enola Holmes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30Days of TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Russell'/><title type='text'>30DaysofTV Day 3 - Your Favorite New Show (started in 2010)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;If I had been participating in this challenge in early November, I would have said that the best "new" show from 2010 was probably AMC's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//www.amctv.com/originals/The-Walking-Dead/" style="font-size: small; "&gt;The Walking Dead&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;.  Good acting, nice plot lines, zombies; it pretty much has everything that makes a show good (emphasis on the zombies).  But on Thanksgiving Day (oh-so-thankful), I found my REAL favorite new show of the year, which surprisingly had no zombies at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSfoYHeWBOI/AAAAAAAAAbw/5yxZicUzcf4/s1600/sherlock.jpg" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSfoYHeWBOI/AAAAAAAAAbw/5yxZicUzcf4/s320/sherlock.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559667766032991458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This three episode series was produced by Steven Moffat (whom you will soon will be hearing more of) and originally aired on the BBC over the summer. Then PBS's Masterpiece Mystery series snatched it up and made it a part of their Sunday evenings.  On that Thanksgiving, we were trying to find something to watch with Daniel's parents and I suggested we watch the long-ago DVR'd Masterpiece Mystery I had never bothered to watch.  What followed was an entire family completely engrossed in a roller-coaster adventure of a show!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BViNDHp6rHA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BViNDHp6rHA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The premise asks the question "What would it be like if Sherlock Holmes was solving cases in modern times?" The answer is, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: small; "&gt;Badassness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This Sherlock Holmes, played by the marvelous Benedict Cumberbatch, uses text messages, emails, and even has his own blog.*  When John Watson (Martin Freeman...who I LOVE), a returning Afghan war vet (the original Watson was actually a vet of the SAME war) is introduced to Sherlock as someone looking for a roommate, the unlikely pair take up residence at  221B Baker Street (heehee) and start solving crimes.  There are plenty more throwbacks to the old stories: Mrs. Hudson is now the Landlady, not the housekeeper; Inspector Lestrade is now Dectective Lestrade, and infamous Moriarty is just as up-to-date as Sherlock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSfp0wfqIeI/AAAAAAAAAb4/OT16LdrzcHs/s1600/sherlock-bbc1-570x427.jpg" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSfp0wfqIeI/AAAAAAAAAb4/OT16LdrzcHs/s320/sherlock-bbc1-570x427.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559669357592322530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Conan Doyle's stories were never about frock coats and gas light; they're about brilliant detection, dreadful villains and blood-curdling crimes — and frankly, to hell with the crinoline. Other detectives have cases, Sherlock Holmes has adventures, and that's what matters". - Stephen Moffatt&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The three episodes are immensely fun to watch and re-watch.  The best part of the entire show is watching the friendship develop between John &amp;amp; Sherlock.  You can see that John is going to be what keeps Sherlock grounded, and Sherlock will be what keeps John going.  It's the original Bromance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSfq4md-RvI/AAAAAAAAAcA/nUBwHhULTM4/s1600/sherlock-bbc.jpg" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSfq4md-RvI/AAAAAAAAAcA/nUBwHhULTM4/s320/sherlock-bbc.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559670523132004082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSfrE3cSvHI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/GmxFaK7h4uM/s1600/A-Study-In-Pink-sherlock-on-bbc-one-14305811-624-352.jpg" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSfrE3cSvHI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/GmxFaK7h4uM/s320/A-Study-In-Pink-sherlock-on-bbc-one-14305811-624-352.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559670733846789234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(wonder how many fan-fiction shipper sites are out there already...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSfrEhrdi1I/AAAAAAAAAcI/4zrQrU0o0so/s1600/SHERLOCK-BBC-Episode-3-The-Great-Game-2.jpg" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 178px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSfrEhrdi1I/AAAAAAAAAcI/4zrQrU0o0so/s320/SHERLOCK-BBC-Episode-3-The-Great-Game-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559670728004832082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Can't wait till later this year when the next three episode series debuts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;* For the geeks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thescienceofdeduction.co.uk/"&gt;Sherlock's Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.johnwatsonblog.co.uk/"&gt;John's Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;What Other New Shows Are Great??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://cspotgo.tumblr.com/post/2349844784/day-3-30-days-of-tv"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Jessie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://dullsharpie.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-3-30-days-of-tv.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Brenda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://drnik46.blogspot.com/2010/12/30-days-of-tv-day-03-favorite-new-show.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Nikki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://fanaticalgeek.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-03.html#more"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Dany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;One More Thing (Not really Television Related):  &lt;/b&gt;I have to admit that I was never a Sherlock Holmes fan. When I was young, mysteries never gripped me the way fantasy did, so I mostly left them alone.  Two series made me a Holmes fan though.  One,  Laurie R. King's &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Beekeepers-Apprentice-Segregation-Suspense-Featuring/dp/0312427360/ref=ntt_at_ep_dpi_3"&gt;The Beekeeper's Apprentice&lt;/a&gt; which is the first of a series about a young woman, Mary Russell, who becomes Sherlock's protege. And two, the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Case-Missing-Marquess-Holmes-Mystery/dp/0142409332/ref=sr_1_2?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1294462116&amp;amp;sr=1-2"&gt;Enola Holmes&lt;/a&gt; children's book series by Nancy Springer. Enola happens to be Sherlock's sister, and just as capable at handling mysteries as her older brother. I highly recommend them both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;-over and out-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-6671013489352347978?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/6671013489352347978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=6671013489352347978' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/6671013489352347978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/6671013489352347978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2011/01/30daysoftv-day-3-your-favorite-new-show.html' title='30DaysofTV Day 3 - Your Favorite New Show (started in 2010)'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSfoYHeWBOI/AAAAAAAAAbw/5yxZicUzcf4/s72-c/sherlock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-4425422391689073967</id><published>2011-01-05T20:45:00.018-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T21:55:50.080-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30Days of TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Community'/><title type='text'>30 Days of TV - Day 2 - A Show You Wish More People Were Watching</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I have to thank &lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/people/93702353/linda-holmes"&gt;Linda Holmes&lt;/a&gt; from NPR's pop culture blog, &lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/blogs/monkeysee/"&gt;MonkeySee&lt;/a&gt;, for today's choice.  Without her constantly writing about, talking about and daily professing her love for Community, I never would have started watching.  So thank you, Linda.  Because of you, I now watch a quirky little show that pulls out so many jokes I have trouble remembering which one made me start laughing in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSUu0lWf4GI/AAAAAAAAAbI/xM4OBw5Yadw/s1600/Community-Cast-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSUu0lWf4GI/AAAAAAAAAbI/xM4OBw5Yadw/s320/Community-Cast-.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558900795973296226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For the uninitiated, Community is about a group of Community College students who end up in the same study group.  Everyone is completely different, but they all end up becoming close friends anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why do I love it? I'll start counting the ways:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.  Adorable Opening.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/veBokK7K9vE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/veBokK7K9vE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, cute song, cute fortune-telling device from childhood (or from yesterday...I like to fold paper), and cute drawings. LOVE. IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. The Peeps.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Aside from the opening, I also love the characters.  There is a lawyer has-been, a former Peace Core member, a divorced mom, a 'moist towelette tycoon', a football player, an aspiring film director, and an overachiever.  Trying to spend time writing about each character individually has been hard for me though.  I know what really makes this show click are the characters interacting with each other.  Actually, I probably should remember this show for the "Best Ensemble" choice.  So instead of me explaining to you who everyone is, blah blah blah, I'm just going to show you this clip from the episode &lt;b&gt;Cooperative Calligraphy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="270"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/AhbjE8Jb-1fvd1RwKg6WvA/0/148"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/AhbjE8Jb-1fvd1RwKg6WvA/0/148" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="270" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*And for all of my anal friends who need more explanation than that, here's Wikipedia's link to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Community_characters"&gt;Community's characters&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Theme Episodes!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really only have to watch the promos for upcoming episodes of this show to know why I love it. &lt;b&gt;THEME EPISODES. &lt;/b&gt;And unlike Glee, their theme episodes don't suck!   Last season the episode "Modern Warfare" used a paintball fight to parody every awesome action movie ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;At Christmas, the entire episode was done in Claymation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSU5XAAV_AI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/P9rByAejtSI/s1600/claymation%2Bcommunity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 196px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSU5XAAV_AI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/P9rByAejtSI/s320/claymation%2Bcommunity.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558912382359960578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, as if I wasn't in love with them already, this year's Halloween party turned everyone into zombies.  ZOMBIES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="270"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/uJrp3ppKWUZx4rSZUlsn3Q"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/uJrp3ppKWUZx4rSZUlsn3Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="270" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Heart! (Blub Blub Blub)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;The best comedy sitcoms are the ones that make you cry sometimes, and Community possesses the unique ability to do just that.  These goofball characters care about each other, and although they may do some not-so-nice things in the course of each episode, there is always a sense of good-natured fun.   In the Christmas episode, Ahmed is heartbroken because his mom won't be there to watch Rudolph this year, but he eventually realizes that his friends are his family.  And that's what's best about this show. Friends becoming family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSU7jWxMrgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/yXeue17qD7U/s1600/troy%2B%2526%2Bahmed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSU7jWxMrgI/AAAAAAAAAbg/yXeue17qD7U/s320/troy%2B%2526%2Bahmed.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558914793652137474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSU7jIi77BI/AAAAAAAAAbY/x-CtJqR_hT4/s1600/Jeff-and-Pierce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSU7jIi77BI/AAAAAAAAAbY/x-CtJqR_hT4/s320/Jeff-and-Pierce.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558914789834222610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSU7ulfgI4I/AAAAAAAAAbo/5FshzUjmTZU/s1600/britta-and-shirley-help-annie_556x371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSU7ulfgI4I/AAAAAAAAAbo/5FshzUjmTZU/s320/britta-and-shirley-help-annie_556x371.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558914986583008130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"But," you tell me, "I'm still not sure if I should start watching Community."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still need convincing, eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="270"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/wfDkd44oBgFWG3ucfzK1-A"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/wfDkd44oBgFWG3ucfzK1-A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="270" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-over and out-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other shows to set your DVR's too:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://drnik46.blogspot.com/2010/12/30-days-of-tv-day-02-why-arent-you.html"&gt;Nikki&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dullsharpie.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-2-30-days-of-tv.html"&gt;Brenda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cspotgo.tumblr.com/post/2338569955/day-2-30-days-of-tv"&gt;Jessie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fanaticalgeek.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-02.html"&gt;Dany&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-4425422391689073967?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/4425422391689073967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=4425422391689073967' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/4425422391689073967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/4425422391689073967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2011/01/30-days-of-tv-day-2-show-you-wish-more.html' title='30 Days of TV - Day 2 - A Show You Wish More People Were Watching'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSUu0lWf4GI/AAAAAAAAAbI/xM4OBw5Yadw/s72-c/Community-Cast-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-6033943995863852467</id><published>2011-01-04T08:01:00.018-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T19:14:24.748-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30Days of TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carnivale'/><title type='text'>30 Days of TV - Day 1 A Show that Should Never Have Been Canceled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This one took me a long time to think about (which probably doesn't bode well for all the others to come).  I knew I could go one or two ways on it.  I could go the obvious, Joss Whedon route (Angel, Firefly, Dollhouse), or I could not be so predictable and think of something else.  In light of the fact that all my friends already think that Joss Whedon's shows all could have used another chance (especially Firefly), I thought back through the annals of TV angst and remembered a show whose cancellation had me furious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSKACqU8iOI/AAAAAAAAAZo/JXIEVMR8xw4/s1600/carnivale%2Bgroup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSKACqU8iOI/AAAAAAAAAZo/JXIEVMR8xw4/s320/carnivale%2Bgroup.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558145673338849506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This show had it all.  Unique time-period, diverse mythology, talented-cast, excellent writing, and a great opening:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0CYMXoX-b0o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0CYMXoX-b0o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The basic premise of the show (thanks to Wikipedia):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The two seasons of Carnivàle take place in the Depression-era dust bowl between 1934 and 1935, and consist of two main plotlines that slowly converge. The first involves a young man with strange healing powers named Ben Hawkins (Nick Stahl), who joins a traveling carnival when it passes near his home in Milfay, Oklahoma. Soon thereafter, Ben begins having surreal dreams and visions, which set him on the trail of a man named Henry Scudder, a drifter who crossed paths with the carnival many years before, and who apparently possessed unusual abilities similar to Ben's own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The second plotline revolves around a Father Coughlin-esque Methodist preacher, Brother Justin Crowe (Clancy Brown), who lives with his sister Iris in California. He shares Ben's prophetic dreams and slowly discovers the extent of his own unearthly powers, which include bending human beings to his will and making their sins and greatest evils manifest as terrifying visions. Certain that he is doing God's work, Brother Justin fully devotes himself to his religious duties, not realizing that his ultimate nemesis Ben Hawkins and the carnival are inexorably drawing closer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSKCQff7a1I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/V9Mx95cYjQo/s1600/clancybrownlobo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 187px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSKCQff7a1I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/V9Mx95cYjQo/s320/clancybrownlobo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558148109973547858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSKCP4i8i3I/AAAAAAAAAZw/u8l95jEM5N0/s1600/Ben.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSKCP4i8i3I/AAAAAAAAAZw/u8l95jEM5N0/s320/Ben.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558148099517221746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This was not a show that was running out of (good) ideas anytime in the future.  The plot lines were so intricately developed they boggled my mind, setting up a really big mythology that expanded more each episode.  Plus, each supporting character had his or her own story that could have supported a television show on its own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Samson  (Michael J. Anderson)&lt;/b&gt; - The dwarf manager of the Carnivale, who was tough as nails, but had a heart of gold when it came to his people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSKDAIyu45I/AAAAAAAAAaA/TxJLG602JY4/s1600/ferris%2Bwheel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSKDAIyu45I/AAAAAAAAAaA/TxJLG602JY4/s320/ferris%2Bwheel.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558148928512123794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jonesy (Tim DeKay)&lt;/b&gt; - The ex-baseball player with a big heart, and Samson's right-hand-man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSKDAV6jwGI/AAAAAAAAAaI/TJR-SsNyR5s/s1600/clayton_jonesy_jones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSKDAV6jwGI/AAAAAAAAAaI/TJR-SsNyR5s/s320/clayton_jonesy_jones.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558148932034609250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sophie (Clea DuVall) - &lt;/b&gt;The fortune-teller, who becomes even more special (and mysterious) as the series progresses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSKD1soXnSI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/6ep1EFdHLpc/s1600/Carnivale_sofie_field.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSKD1soXnSI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/6ep1EFdHLpc/s320/Carnivale_sofie_field.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558149848665398562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dora and Libby Dreifus (Amanda Aday and Carla Gallo)&lt;/b&gt; - The Cooch girls.  In one of the scariest episodes (Babylon), the cooch dance drives a zombie-like bunch of miners (not the brain eating kind) into a very frightening frenzy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSKD1_wu42I/AAAAAAAAAaY/4m4j-kV2iiI/s1600/hoochie%2Bgirls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSKD1_wu42I/AAAAAAAAAaY/4m4j-kV2iiI/s320/hoochie%2Bgirls.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558149853800751970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Iris (Amy Madigan)&lt;/b&gt; - The all-to-creepy sister of Brother Justin who makes me wonder about sibling love (yuck).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSKEWJfxtCI/AAAAAAAAAag/9Rd4Z6MjplM/s1600/iris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 259px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSKEWJfxtCI/AAAAAAAAAag/9Rd4Z6MjplM/s320/iris.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558150406169801762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Varlyn Stroud (John Carroll Lynch)&lt;/b&gt; - The convict who, after hearing Brother Justin preach on the radio, becomes a deadly apostle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSKEWZbAr3I/AAAAAAAAAao/etjAP9j13Q4/s1600/varlyn_stroud.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSKEWZbAr3I/AAAAAAAAAao/etjAP9j13Q4/s320/varlyn_stroud.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558150410444779378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And of course, every traveling show needs its freaks:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSKFglwEZOI/AAAAAAAAAa4/_AVzev1APrI/s1600/freaks2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSKFglwEZOI/AAAAAAAAAa4/_AVzev1APrI/s320/freaks2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558151685064647906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSKFgZXvFgI/AAAAAAAAAaw/Q-2rTECgtL8/s1600/freaks1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSKFgZXvFgI/AAAAAAAAAaw/Q-2rTECgtL8/s320/freaks1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558151681741362690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Carnivale had everything going for it.  Wonderful acting, great stories, and most importantly, it was on the right network.  HBO.  HBO wasn't the kind of network that gave shows the boot before their time.  Watching a show on HBO meant that it would be there until the story was done. So when, at the end of Season 2, the show left on one of the craziest cliffhangers imaginable, I wasn't at all worried that I wouldn't be able to see how it turned out.  It never occured to me that they would not bring it back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;But HBO had other plans, mostly involving not spending any more money on one of my favorite shows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The Man: 1      Beth: 0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Don't let this stop you from checking the show out though.  The first two seasons are absolutely amazing, and although you'll be super pissed off after you watch the last one (because you won't get to know how things end), I'd say it's worth it just to have experienced a truly original series.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;-Over and Out-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Other shows that were ended before their time:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://drnik46.blogspot.com/2010/12/30-days-of-tv-day-01-canceled-before.html"&gt;Nikki&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://dullsharpie.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-1-30-days-of-tv.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Brenda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://fanaticalgeek.blogspot.com/2010/12/30-days-of-tv-day-one.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Dany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://cspotgo.tumblr.com/post/2327434567/day-1-30-days-of-tv"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Jessie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-6033943995863852467?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/6033943995863852467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=6033943995863852467' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/6033943995863852467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/6033943995863852467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2011/01/30-days-of-tv-day-1-show-that-should.html' title='30 Days of TV - Day 1 A Show that Should Never Have Been Canceled'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TSKACqU8iOI/AAAAAAAAAZo/JXIEVMR8xw4/s72-c/carnivale%2Bgroup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-8710493961636600060</id><published>2011-01-03T12:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T20:01:04.069-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30Days of TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dany'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brenda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikki'/><title type='text'>30 Days of TV</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Around mid-December, my best friend &lt;a href="http://dullsharpie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Brenda&lt;/a&gt; shot me an email asking if I'd be willing to participate in a blogging challenge.  For the next 30 days, my blog would center around a series of 30 subjects, regarding my favorite (and least favorite) television shows.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 01 - A show that should never have been canceled&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 02 - A show that you wish more people were watching (currently on)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 03 - Your favorite new show (started in the year 2010)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 04 - Your favorite show ever&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 05 - A show you hate (or dislike very much)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 06 - Favorite episode of your favorite TV show &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 07 - Least favorite episode of your favorite TV show&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 08 - Best twist in a series&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 09 - Best scene ever&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 10 - A show you thought you wouldn't like (or hated) but ended up loving&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 11 - A show that disappointed you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 12 - An episode you have never grown tired of...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 13 - Favorite childhood show&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 14 - Favorite male character&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 15 - Favorite female character&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 16 - Your guilty pleasure show&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 17 - Favorite mini series&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 18 - Favorite title sequence&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 19 - Best TV show ensemble cast&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 20 - Favorite kiss&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 21 - Favorite relationship (romantic, friendship child/parent)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 22 - Favorite series finale &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 23 - Most annoying character&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 24 - Best quote&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 25 - A show you plan on watching, but haven't gotten around to yet (old or new) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 26 - Season finale failure&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 27 - Best pilot episode &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 28 - First TV show obsession &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 29 - Current TV show obsession &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 30 - Saddest character death&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Well, as any regular reader of my blog might gather (all two or three of you), I'm not really great at updating regularly (as the last two months prove), and my history with writing about TV is pretty much nill.  Honestly, as far as this blog is concerned, I've tended to shy away from television shows and written about books or movies instead.  But it's a new year, and I think I've given television a raw deal.  So, with a few changes to the categories and a big change to the process, I said yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So for the next 30 posts* (or a bit more if I go off subject), I'm inviting you into the world of the television I enjoy (or enjoyed) watching.  Maybe I'll convert you to a diehard fan of a certain show, or maybe I'll make you steer clear.  What I hope most of all, though, is that this process helps me remember what a great art form (and entertainment vehicle) the Boob Tube can be.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'll also be linking to my other friend's blogs who are also participating.  They watch way more TV than I do and have much better answers (I already know this), and are much funnier than I am too, so I highly recommend checking them out when you get totally bored with me. ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My cool friends who do a much better job than me at this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://dullsharpie.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Brenda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://drnik46.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Nikki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://fanaticalgeek.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Dany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://cspotgo.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Jessie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- Over and Out -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;*Instead of days, to make sure I wouldn't be staying up till one a.m. every night trying to finish the next day's blog post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-8710493961636600060?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/8710493961636600060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=8710493961636600060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/8710493961636600060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/8710493961636600060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2011/01/30-days-of-tv.html' title='30 Days of TV'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-5621124093417654974</id><published>2010-12-22T13:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T13:17:05.891-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sickness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Half-Assed Post That made me laugh</title><content type='html'>No apologies for not blogging in months.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been sick for the last week and this made me laugh, and I borrowed it from my friend &lt;a href="http://drnik46.blogspot.com/2010/12/carol-of-dogs.html"&gt;Nikki's blog&lt;/a&gt; (lyrics included on her site):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z2aD5JUMz3w?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z2aD5JUMz3w?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-over and out-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-5621124093417654974?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/5621124093417654974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=5621124093417654974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/5621124093417654974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/5621124093417654974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2010/12/half-assed-post-that-made-me-laugh.html' title='Half-Assed Post That made me laugh'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-8729976477856618479</id><published>2010-10-26T11:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T11:18:11.277-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haikuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Belinda'/><title type='text'>Haikuesday Baby Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;As many readers of the blog may know (all six or seven of you), my friend Belinda of &lt;a href="http://everyoneelsehadone.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blogaphobia&lt;/a&gt; fame (even though she hasn't updated in a year) has been expecting a baby.  And yesterday, after a good many false starts earlier in the month, she finally decided to arrive!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So today's Haikuesday is for you, Avery Elizabeth Potter.  I can't wait to meet you, watch you grow up, and see what a beauiful woman you become.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;One day we'll tell you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How the Olympics helped bring&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you into this world&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Avery Potter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lovely - But you'll always be&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pepper in our hearts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TMb-yJbkXlI/AAAAAAAAAZU/WNXN75W7DoM/s1600/averyelizabeth.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TMb-yJbkXlI/AAAAAAAAAZU/WNXN75W7DoM/s320/averyelizabeth.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532389329749696082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Love you already baby girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-over and out-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-8729976477856618479?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/8729976477856618479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=8729976477856618479' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/8729976477856618479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/8729976477856618479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2010/10/haikuesday-baby-day.html' title='Haikuesday Baby Day!'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TMb-yJbkXlI/AAAAAAAAAZU/WNXN75W7DoM/s72-c/averyelizabeth.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-8033324443978777987</id><published>2010-10-19T15:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T15:45:29.804-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sherman Alexie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haikuesday'/><title type='text'>Haikuesday 10-18-10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Inspiration is eluding me on this Haikuesday.  While I am still &lt;b&gt;#FuriouslyHappy&lt;/b&gt;, I also happen, today, to be &lt;b&gt;#FuriouslySleepy&lt;/b&gt; as well, and the two are dueling quite, well, furiously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So while I'm waiting for my body to decide if I should pass out or start smiling, here's some of the poetry that has been interesting me lately.  In particular, Sherman Alexie:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Monosonnet for Rodents, Interrupted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;By: Sherman Alexie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Exterminator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Rats,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sir,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I've only found three skeletons and a cluster of fur. No, I don't think you're paranoid. I believe that you've heard rodent noise. I think you're still playing host for those pests. I still think they're making their nests, but, sir, I've been down a lot of holes, and a lot of rats have been down my shirts, and you need to be told the facts. You don't have rats;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;You've&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ghosts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Rats." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-over and out-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-8033324443978777987?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/8033324443978777987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=8033324443978777987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/8033324443978777987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/8033324443978777987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2010/10/haikuesday-10-18-10.html' title='Haikuesday 10-18-10'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-544002566830566054</id><published>2010-10-12T13:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T14:06:46.988-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#furiouslyhappy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haikuesday'/><title type='text'>Furiously Happy Haikuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So since last week's determined to be happy post, and a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebloggess.com/?p=8621"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;similar vow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; from The Bloggess (she created the #FURIOUSLYHAPPY hashtag), things have been going swimmingly well in the happy department.  I had one of those perfect weekends with trips to the Farmer's Market, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rivermarketantiquemall.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;my favorite antique store&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Kansas-City-MO/Bloom-Baking-Co/337199115259"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;my favorite bakery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, a very scary &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kcbeast.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Haunted House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; , and a Sunday at the KC Renaissance Festival where I drank too many bottles of Smithwicks, saw a Human Chess Battle Match (awesome), and heard bawdy stories and songs about pirates at the Royal Smoker (double awesome).  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And on top of all that, my chorus was named "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pitch.com/bestof/2010/award/best-pipes-1544943/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Best Pipes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;" of Kansas City in "The Pitch" our alternative weekly newspaper.  Woot Woo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Deciding I will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;be furiously happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;improves life a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-over and out-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-544002566830566054?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/544002566830566054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=544002566830566054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/544002566830566054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/544002566830566054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2010/10/furiously-happy-haikuesday.html' title='Furiously Happy Haikuesday'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-3108194457243505804</id><published>2010-10-05T12:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T12:18:50.437-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haikuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Happy Haikuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;As I started out to write today's Haikuesday post, I realized I was planning on some depressing crap about how I was missing some people and there were some other people dying and how I was generally sad about those things. I wrote about three words of a sappy Haiku, then realized that this is the first Haikuesday of October.  My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;FAVORITE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Month.  And October means that it's Fall!  My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;FAVORITE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Season!  And Fall means: Pumpkins, Leaves, Apples, Tights, Scarves, Sweaters and Halloween!  (In case you haven't guessed, those are my favorite things). So &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;SCREW DEPRESSION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;!  From now on (or at least until the rest of the month), Happy Beth will be in residence, and hopefully she'll stick around.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The world sometimes sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;so shut your eyes and whistle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Happy Days are Here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;When I wake up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and zombies haven't attacked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It is a good day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Zip-up sweater, tights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Denim skirt and boots - Congrats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wardrobe! Fall is Here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-Over and Out -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-3108194457243505804?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/3108194457243505804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=3108194457243505804' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/3108194457243505804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/3108194457243505804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-haikuesday.html' title='Happy Haikuesday'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-2344515700659191002</id><published>2010-09-28T13:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T15:09:48.495-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Haikuesday 9/28/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Another quick fix this week because I'm uber busy.  Had a great weekend though filled with the Plaza Art Fair, Apple Picking, Wineries, Irish Pubs &amp;amp; friends.  Sometimes, I really just love my life. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nothing is better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;than spending a day with friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Drinking Apple Wine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pop Culture Happy Hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Each Friday I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;wait impatiently for my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;PCHH fix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-over and out-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-2344515700659191002?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/2344515700659191002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=2344515700659191002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/2344515700659191002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/2344515700659191002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2010/09/haikuesday-92810.html' title='Haikuesday 9/28/10'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-6325939604136944417</id><published>2010-09-21T12:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T12:34:34.864-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haikuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yogurt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breakfast'/><title type='text'>Haikuesday 9/21/2010 - Breakfast Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've been inspired by my breakfast today.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Some say it's the most important meal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;On Haikusday I will not delay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My favorite morning foods are bound to appeal......to me. ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;PBW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Peanut Butter and Waffles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Does a body good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Greek Yogurt. So smooth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Where have you been all my life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;On Mount Olympus?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Blueberry Breeze Tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;If all the world's water was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;replaced with you. Bliss.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; *But not really, cause that would probably kill the environment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-Over and Out-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-6325939604136944417?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/6325939604136944417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=6325939604136944417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/6325939604136944417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/6325939604136944417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2010/09/haikuesday-9212010-breakfast-edition.html' title='Haikuesday 9/21/2010 - Breakfast Edition'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-6087678951128174562</id><published>2010-09-20T13:19:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T13:28:11.455-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bathroom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>The Case of the Bathroom Banger Bandit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TJemI2kpcSI/AAAAAAAAAZI/jo9pTE-oWv4/s1600/stall.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TJemI2kpcSI/AAAAAAAAAZI/jo9pTE-oWv4/s200/stall.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519062539384221986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't usually blog about trips to the bathroom (I normally just save that for twitter), but something happened today that has tested my patience and my sanity (as you'll see later). If you easily get grossed out by me talking about sitting on the toilet or "doing my business" you might just skip this post and wait around for Haikuesday tomorrow where I'll probably post about flowers or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Okay, excellent. Since all the weak of heart people just left, I'll get into the nitty gritty of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;There are 2 things you need to know about me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="webkit-indent-blockquote" style="margin: 0 0 0 40px; border: none; padding: 0px;"&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My Job Sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.  I'm pretty much stressed out ALL the time, because as soon as I walk into my office and I'm mauled by attacking files that all need to be done RIGHT NOW I want to just walk right back out the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I hate Loud Noises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  I wear earplugs to concerts, and I will put my fingers in my ears at movies sometimes.  What I hate most though is unexpected loud noises.  Even dropping the shampoo bottle in the shower can freak me out royally. And by "freaked out" I mean I have the sudden urge to a) punch something or b) cry.  Or sometimes punch something, then cry because my hand hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So back to the story.  Because of item #1, when I take a restroom break, I use that time not only as a time to "do my business," but also as time to "de-stress."  I can "sit," take some deep breaths and remember how to relax again.  And aside from the weird lady who comes in and starts whispering to herself, or the people that choose to throw away their leftover Indian Food in the bathroom garbage, this method generally works out pretty well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well today, I was sitting in my favorite stall, "doing my business" and thinking calm thoughts, when I heard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;BANGBANGBANGBANGBANG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;on the door. (It was not the B-52's.)  Somebody was POUNDING on the door.  Straight up pounding.  Then a male voice piped up "Anybody in there?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Okay, remember Item #2?  Before I could help myself, I started to shake and I croaked out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; "I.....I'm in here. Excuse me." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I was totally about to do the crying freak out.  I could already feel the tears welling up when I heard him say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Eh, we'll just come back later."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Later??? My brain was racing and suddenly I felt under pressure to finish immediately. So much for my peaceful 5 minutes of bathroom time. As I tried to calm myself down, another woman came in and did a speed-pee. (A speed-pee is when you actually wonder if her butt made it to the pot before pee started spilling out.) She had come in, out, washed her hands and left by the time I was standing up to flush.  Then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;BANGBANGBANGBANGBANG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"I'M STILL IN HERE!!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; I yelled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The whole Anger part of the freak out was upon me now.  I flushed, slammed the stall door and washed my hands in a really angry fashion (This is possible, you just have to splatter water all over and look mean while you do it), just thinking of what I was going to say to the person who had been so rudely interrupting me.  I stormed out of the bathroom, but the hallway was empty.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now I feel like I've missed my opportunity to teach this guy a lesson.  It would have been great to tell this guy about manners and about how banging was not polite.  After brooding about this for the last hour, I've come up with a plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The Plan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I will innocently go to the bathroom, not bothering to look down the hallway to see if the Bathroom Banger Bandit is hidden behind the water fountain.  Of course, I'll already have been spying out my office window, so I'll know he's there.  Then, I'll wait in my favorite stall for the familiar pounding to start again. At this point, I'll remain quiet instead of identifying myself.  Puzzled, the Banger Bandit will take a step or two inside the bathroom, and that's when I'll strike!!  I'll jump screaming from the toilet seat, tampons in both hands.  Before he knows what's happening, I'll stick the tampons up his nose and put a maxi-pad over his mouth to keep him from yelling.  Then when his howls of pain and humiliation are muffled, I will tie him up with toiletpaper and protective seat covers.  I'll leave him like that, tied up in the handicapped stall (nobody ever uses it) so he won't be found for days and as he sits on the cold floor, tears streaming down his face and tampons still sticking up his nose, he'll realize that he should NEVER pound on the ladies bathroom door.  Never. Ever. Again.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Vengeance can be so sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-Over and Out-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-6087678951128174562?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/6087678951128174562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=6087678951128174562' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/6087678951128174562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/6087678951128174562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2010/09/case-of-bathroom-banger-bandit.html' title='The Case of the Bathroom Banger Bandit'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TJemI2kpcSI/AAAAAAAAAZI/jo9pTE-oWv4/s72-c/stall.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-7479742443179017945</id><published>2010-09-14T12:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T12:26:30.530-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jazz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haikuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kermit Ruffins'/><title type='text'>Haikuesday Jazz 9/14/2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;rockin' pneumonia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Is never quite as fun as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;boogie woogie flu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Listening to Jazz music this morning and attempting to make some progress on the pile of files on my desk. What used to be a small hill has now grown into what seems to be the Rocky Mountains.  I'm really hoping some of this work will be done by the end of the day, so I'm keeping today's Haikuesday post short. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;New Orleans Moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Red Beans &amp;amp; Rice steams in bowls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kermit blows his horn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Back to the grindstone or something like that anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-Over and Out-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-7479742443179017945?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/7479742443179017945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=7479742443179017945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/7479742443179017945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/7479742443179017945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2010/09/haikuesday-jazz-9142010.html' title='Haikuesday Jazz 9/14/2010'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-8883403968352776968</id><published>2010-09-07T12:57:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T13:05:27.454-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haikuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>Hormones. We meet Again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I felt good yesterday. A little off in the morning, but nothing a shopping trip, a delicious pot of chili and a brownie couldn't cure.  Add a hilarious movie and some quality knitting time to that scenario and I'd call yesterday a great day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Today, I want to stomp on the heads of little animals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;How does a body make such a radical change overnight?  Today hasn't been bad.  Traffic was good, I drove the nice car to work, and I even had enough sleep.  Other than my crappy job (which always brings me down a bit, but shouldn't make me overly angry at the world), there's been nothing about today that has made me want cause harm to others.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And yet I've been on the verge of yelling twice, and I sort of flipped out already this morning.   I do not yell. Yelling is not me.  But today, I am monster woman.  I am swamp thing come up from the depths to devour young teenagers and spit out their remains on my ever-growing bone-pile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Thus, I am convinced that hormones are the ones screwing with my brain cells.  And dealing with hormones doesn't leave much of a solution as to how to fix things (other than locking yourself in a room away from sharp objects).  Mother Nature? What purpose do these ridiculous body chemicals serve?  Does me turning into a giant Biatch somehow help out the circle of life?  I really don't believe that was what Elton John was singing about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Well, in honor of today's bitchiness, here is some Haikuesdayness:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i'm having trouble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;making my Mind write poems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;too full to extract&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:arial;font-size:small;"&gt;CLA-RAP. Loud noises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; frighten my insides, but my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;heart grows furious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And just to spice things up, I found this poem while browsing around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://poems.com/poem.php?date=14550"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The Daily Poem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.I thought it was pretty appropriate to include with this bad day post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;How to Make Armor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;by Jennifer K. Sweeney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Wear your bones like cold-rolled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;steel, skin hammered &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;in brigandine sheets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Pound leather and shadow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;to a stiff segmentata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Be corset-pinched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Clad in devices, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; night will rise like a wound, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;duty bronzed to paldrons &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;hulking your shoulders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; When your bad decisions are fused &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;with chain mail and you're dueling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;in the silence of thieves, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;go at the world in stone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Fear is a long-revered tradition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;In the carbon-dark, language &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;is harnessed in its helm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;as "order" from the Latin ordo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;means closed circle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Be plate-sealed, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;protected as a priest's halberd &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;wielding against a cauldron &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; of medicine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Or lie naked in the dandelions, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;pained with sensation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;-Over and Out-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-8883403968352776968?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/8883403968352776968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=8883403968352776968' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/8883403968352776968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/8883403968352776968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2010/09/hormones-we-meet-again.html' title='Hormones. We meet Again.'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-5042358003602120089</id><published>2010-08-31T14:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T14:43:31.125-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haikuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Snippets from a Fun Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Just got back from a nice weekend in the Mountains of Colorado.  Daniel golfed, I got to shop in Oldtown Fort Collins (my favorite shopping place in the world), and we hiked, fished, cooked and relaxed and it was all glorious.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;And though I wished I could have stayed longer and not had to work, it was nice to be back in my own bed last night. No place like home, I suppose. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So here is today's Haikuesday helping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Daniel's Celebrity Commentary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; "It's Crowe vs. Quaid!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Supreme Court Decision or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Meg Ryan's Love Life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Drew's Lament&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;He woke up singing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"It's too late to 'pologize..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Now we sing it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Vacation Ends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Napping on my couch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Wearing ratty pajamas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So glad to be home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; Also, Charlie has pointed out that I should have been happy in the last post because he and my sister are coming home. So just for clarification: I am happy. :-)  Love you both and can't wait for you to come home too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;-Over and Out-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-5042358003602120089?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/5042358003602120089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=5042358003602120089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/5042358003602120089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/5042358003602120089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2010/08/snippets-from-fun-weekend.html' title='Snippets from a Fun Weekend'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-6760630511603096573</id><published>2010-08-24T15:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T15:52:05.569-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haikuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>The Big Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yesterday evening I helped my sister-in-law make cute little signs for her Kindergarten students.  We made a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;N is for Noodles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; girl and glued pasta all over with Elmer’s Glue.  Honestly, if teaching was just doing arts and crafts projects and not actually dealing with children, I would have been perfect for it.  Luckily for Hayley, she is great with the kids too, so she gets the best of both worlds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hanging out last night led me to ponder a few big life moments.  Hayley is having several lately.  She graduated with her teaching degree in May, started her first teaching job a few weeks ago, and she and Clayton are expecting their first baby in January.  Is it possible for me to be more happy for them? Nope. When I think about them as parents, my smile pretty much pops off my face and runs around hugging random strangers.  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And the happy doesn’t stop there either.  Another friend is having a baby in November (with a Baby Shower to be held at my house soon), and today I found out that a long time friend had finally proposed to his long-time girlfriend.  Joy is abounding in my friendship circle. Hooray!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So in honor of the big stuff, your Haikuesday:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Clayton &amp;amp; Hayley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;three hearts beat in time when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;they are together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Taking the big plunge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Isn’t quite as frightening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;with your best friend there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wiping dirty butts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cleaning up vomit and spit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Glad to be an aunt. ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Also, did you hear we are famous?  My lovely friend Kamiah decided to write her own Haikus on her blog, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://plainjaneausten.blogspot.com/2010/08/haiku.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jane Austen Never Prepared Me For This&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, and she was inspired by our Haikuesday.  Soon the whole world will be speaking in short 5/7/5 syllable sentences every Tuesday! My quest for Haikuesday World Domination is one step closer!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mwahahahaha…hahaha….ha…ummm…..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-Over and Out-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-6760630511603096573?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/6760630511603096573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=6760630511603096573' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/6760630511603096573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/6760630511603096573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2010/08/big-stuff.html' title='The Big Stuff'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-8477082318180042702</id><published>2010-08-17T14:27:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T14:44:25.460-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haikuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>A Haikuesday Bluesday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- Converted from text/rtf format --&gt;  &lt;p dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am having a terrible time concentrating today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;instead of putting on headphones and blocking out the world to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;attempt to tackle the mountain of work on my desk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, I've decided to reinstate Haikuesday.  Here are a few Haikus regarding why I'm having a hard time getting any work done today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="LTR" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The Annoying Co-Workers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;a set of 3 haikus&lt;br /&gt;(By Me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="LTR" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Want to whisper next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;to my desk and drive me mad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Great. The line forms there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ears hear: Murmering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My head thinking: Murdering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Can I go home yet??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Turn up the music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But they just raise their voices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;L. E. A. V. E.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And...they are still there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My self control is being tested today.  Hopefully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; I will be in the office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and won't be on the run from the cops for taping everyone's mouths shut. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p dir="LTR" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-Over and Out-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-8477082318180042702?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/8477082318180042702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=8477082318180042702' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/8477082318180042702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/8477082318180042702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2010/08/haikuesday-bluesday.html' title='A Haikuesday Bluesday...'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-4693971074638516154</id><published>2010-08-01T15:39:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T16:17:50.549-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muffins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bananas'/><title type='text'>Muffins</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;In an effort to blog more, and for me to try new things with my blog, I've decided to post one of my all-time favorite recipes.  So if you don't like cooking, deal with it.  ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TFXgQgDkZ2I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Rd322ZGmJ0I/s1600/IMG_1437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TFXgQgDkZ2I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Rd322ZGmJ0I/s320/IMG_1437.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500549093990360930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I cook, I generally do so with a lot of substitutions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;"This recipe needs more flour....and nuts. Mmmm."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;"Mushrooms? Gross."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;"Eh, that's probably enough Olive Oil."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;But every once in awhile I come across a perfect recipe that requires no fiddling from me.  Not only does it not need any additions or substitutions, it makes me have no desire at all to change it. I only want to eat it. Mmmmmmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Beth's Favorite Banana Nut Muffins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;(From &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Baked-Alaska-Sweet-Comforts-Country/dp/088240492X"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Baked Alaska: Sweet Comforts from the North Country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; by Sarah Eppenbach)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;My mom got me this cookbook when she visited Alaska several years ago, and it's been a go-to guide for a lot of great baked goods.  But these muffins are the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Ingredients&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;1 1/2 Cups all-purpose flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;3/4 Cup sugar (plus additional for topping)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;1 1/2 tsp baking soda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;1/4 tsp salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;3/4 Cup chopped walnuts or pecans &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;(I've tried both. Walnuts are my favorite)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;1 egg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;1/4 Cup milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;3 ripe, medium bananas, well-mashed (1 to 1 1/4 cups)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;6 Tbsp butter, melted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Preheat the oven to 350 F.  Grease a 12-cup muffin tin, or line with papers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;(I also grease cause I think muffins with paper are un-American. Or at least un-Bethian.  I use Wilton's Cake Release and I never have problems with sticking)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Sift the flour, sugar, baking soda, and salt into a large mixing bowl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;(I hate to sift, so I never do. I just mix up all those ingredients with a whisk and it works fine) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Stir in the nuts.  In another bowl, beat the egg lightly, then mix in the milk, banana, and butter.  Add to the dry ingredients all at once, and stir only until combined.  Fill the muffin cups 2/3 full and bake 20 to 25 minutes, until browned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TFXgRZuGu_I/AAAAAAAAAYg/PLN7ORclQCE/s1600/IMG_1436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TFXgRZuGu_I/AAAAAAAAAYg/PLN7ORclQCE/s320/IMG_1436.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500549109469592562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Allow the muffins to rest in the pan 3 to 4 minutes before removing.  Dip the tops in granulated sugar and place on a rack to finish cooling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF66;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;(Or place on a plate, cut, butter and enjoy.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TFXgRJ2Kw4I/AAAAAAAAAYY/_MMway4sl4Q/s1600/IMG_1441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TFXgRJ2Kw4I/AAAAAAAAAYY/_MMway4sl4Q/s320/IMG_1441.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500549105208443778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;-Over and Out-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-4693971074638516154?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/4693971074638516154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=4693971074638516154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/4693971074638516154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/4693971074638516154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2010/08/muffins.html' title='Muffins'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/TFXgQgDkZ2I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Rd322ZGmJ0I/s72-c/IMG_1437.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-8190699323843965584</id><published>2010-07-19T21:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T21:52:32.924-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musicals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kamiah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><title type='text'>For Kamiah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is for you Kamiah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/wQqJTIAGuYc/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;(Check out Mia's blog for her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://plainjaneausten.blogspot.com/2010/07/open-letter-to-my-flowers.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;sad story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; of not being able to grow flowers.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Kamiah, please don't take the song too seriously and start letting your flowers drink your blood.  I'm almost positive that doesn't work in real life.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Almost...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-over and out-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-8190699323843965584?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/8190699323843965584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=8190699323843965584' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/8190699323843965584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/8190699323843965584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2010/07/little-shop-of-horrors-grow-for-me.html' title='For Kamiah'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-8906417292077725065</id><published>2010-06-15T11:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T09:10:47.143-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>See you in July</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;June is driving me&lt;br /&gt;mad. So I'll see you after&lt;br /&gt;the Fourth of July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-over and out-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-8906417292077725065?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/8906417292077725065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=8906417292077725065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/8906417292077725065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/8906417292077725065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2010/06/see-you-in-july.html' title='See you in July'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-7403258483331090144</id><published>2010-06-09T09:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T09:42:10.295-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zombies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haikuesday'/><title type='text'>Power Outages in a Grand Scheme to Prevent Haikuesdays</title><content type='html'>&lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What should have happened:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yesterday I went home with the intention of making a great Haikuesday update,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;inishing my Luminaria for Belinda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Relay For Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; watching the Season Finale of Glee and starting on a special project for Theresa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What actually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; was this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Came home to no lights, no computers, no television, no internets,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;NO POWER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; we went to a bar and watched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; baseball game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When we came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;home at 10:30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; the power on, but because I had to finish my luminaria, it took&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;precedence over all else. I finished that at 12:30, went to bed, and woke up this morning to realize I had missed another Haikuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My Conclusion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; The heavens are conspiring against my Haikuesdays. Obviously they realize the power my little haikus generate throughout the world. Probably just one of my Haikus read aloud (maybe the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mr. Rhino) could topple the Pyramids of Egypt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have one thing to say to the Heavens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SCREW YOU!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This haiku topples&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;historic landmarks just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;zombies gobble brains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;-over and out-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-7403258483331090144?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/7403258483331090144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=7403258483331090144' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/7403258483331090144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/7403258483331090144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2010/06/power-outages-in-grand-scheme-to.html' title='Power Outages in a Grand Scheme to Prevent Haikuesdays'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-4005628620198356528</id><published>2010-06-02T22:30:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T23:00:00.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Haikunesday 6-2-2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just as I promised&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Though I'm a little bit late&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's Haikuin' Time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"It's Haiku-nes-day!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Does NOT have quite the ring of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Happy Haikuesday!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So as you can tell, I've been a busy little bee lately, and that's pretty much the only reason I would have delayed my weekly Haikuesday post.  But with a very fun trip to Minneapolis this past weekend, and with choir practice, choir performances, baseball games, and work, I've been having trouble just remembering where I need to be and what day it is.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh Minnesota&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Land of Rachel and Molly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And fun times galore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rally your glasses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nerd and Lumberjack want YOU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To cheer for The Saints!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NEED - rolling shoe rack,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;magnetic knife strip and the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; rest of IKEA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Iowa is nice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But DAMN it takes a long time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from Top to Bottom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Things are looking a bit brighter for the weekend, and although I'll be pretty busy for the next few weeks, they will be a good busy!  I have a Treblemaker's (the small group from the Women's Chorus) performance on Sunday, then I have wedding things to accomplish for my friend Theresa.  (She's getting married on the 19th!)  But for now, I'm headed to bed to sleep on my new IKEA goose down pillow.  zzzzzzzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-over and out-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-4005628620198356528?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/4005628620198356528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=4005628620198356528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/4005628620198356528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/4005628620198356528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2010/06/haikunesday-6-2-2010.html' title='Haikunesday 6-2-2010'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-6406445907180159951</id><published>2010-06-01T14:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T14:32:27.639-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Delayed Transmission</title><content type='html'>&lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;An Apology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The Holiday of Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Has thrown my schedule into the loo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I keep thinking it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; the month of May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So I'm pushing back my day of Haiku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So, dear reader,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;don't feel betrayed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;if Haikuesday you cannot find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;For it has only been a bit delayed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;To ease my frazzled mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;On Wednesday of this week only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;We'll have Haikus galore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And though &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Haikuesnesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sounds pretty homely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's just something we'll have to ignore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;-Over and Out-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-6406445907180159951?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/6406445907180159951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=6406445907180159951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/6406445907180159951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/6406445907180159951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2010/06/delayed-transmission.html' title='Delayed Transmission'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-3356870886433055490</id><published>2010-05-25T08:25:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T09:45:30.605-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='douglas adams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='towelday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haikuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>Towelday and Haikuesday 5/25/2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S_vfxVKe6BI/AAAAAAAAAYI/iVdeN9Jyr7g/s1600/TowelDay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S_vfxVKe6BI/AAAAAAAAAYI/iVdeN9Jyr7g/s320/TowelDay.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475215810586667026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;In memory of Douglas Adams and all his work, I've compiled some various poetry by him, about him and by me about his work.  Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 19px; font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;dd style="text-align: center;line-height: 1.5em; margin-left: 2em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: normal; line-height: normal; font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;h2 style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;I Teleported Home One Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal; line-height: 19px; font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: normal; line-height: normal; font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;h2 style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal; line-height: 19px; font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: normal; line-height: normal; font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;pre style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;From &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;The Restaurant at the End of the Universe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd style="text-align: center;line-height: 1.5em; margin-left: 2em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: normal; line-height: normal; font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;I teleported home one night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" font-style: normal; white-space: normal;  line-height: 24px; font-family:sans-serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: normal; line-height: normal; font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;pre style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;With Ron and Sid and Meg&lt;br /&gt; Ron stole Meggie's heart away&lt;br /&gt; And I got Sidney's leg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: normal; white-space: normal; font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Marvin's Lullabies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: normal;  line-height: 19px; font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: normal; line-height: normal; font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;pre style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: normal; white-space: normal; font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;pre style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;From &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Life, the Universe, and Everything)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FFFF;"&gt;Now the world has gone to bed,&lt;br /&gt;Darkness won't engulf my head, &lt;br /&gt;I can see by infrared,&lt;br /&gt;How I hate the night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now I lay me down to sleep,&lt;br /&gt; Try to count electric sheep,&lt;br /&gt; Sweet dream wishes you can keep,&lt;br /&gt; How I hate the night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Vogon Poetry (Ahhhh!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;(From &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 19px; font-family:sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;dd style="text-align: center; line-height: 1.5em; margin-left: 2em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;Oh freddled gruntbuggly/thy micturations are to me/As plurdled gabbleblotchits on a lurgid bee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-style: normal;  font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;Groop I implore thee, my foonting turlingdromes. And hooptiously drangle me with crinkly bindlewurdles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd style="text-align: center; line-height: 1.5em; margin-left: 2em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;Or I will rend thee in the gobberwarts with my blurglecruncheon, see if I don't!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd style="text-align: center; line-height: 1.5em; margin-left: 2em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Favorite Part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt; (by Me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;My favorite part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd style="text-align: center; line-height: 1.5em; margin-left: 2em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Arthur discovering flight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd style="text-align: center; line-height: 1.5em; margin-left: 2em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Then finding Fenchurch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd style="text-align: center; line-height: 1.5em; margin-left: 2em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd style="text-align: center; line-height: 1.5em; margin-left: 2em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Sandwiching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;(by Me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd style="text-align: center; line-height: 1.5em; margin-left: 2em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;Making sandwiches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd style="text-align: center; line-height: 1.5em; margin-left: 2em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;Seems like an awfully good job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd style="text-align: center; line-height: 1.5em; margin-left: 2em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;when you are lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd style="text-align: center; line-height: 1.5em; margin-left: 2em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd style="text-align: center; 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&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ecause this week has been busy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I haven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;t had much time for composing Haikus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;, so I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;m writing these on the sly at work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;joys of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;loathing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The Three Graduates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1 Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;, 1 Teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And 1 on her way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Work is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; hard to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But calling them &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Jerbs&lt;/span&gt;, not jobs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Makes me feel better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hearing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; school choir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Makes me realize some things do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Not i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;mprove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; with age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay, nose being pressed firmly to the Grindstone again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;-Over and Out-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-8765335027038756212?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/8765335027038756212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=8765335027038756212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/8765335027038756212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/8765335027038756212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2010/05/quick-haikuesday-5182010.html' title='A Quick Haikuesday (5/18/2010)'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-4561501426041695500</id><published>2010-05-11T11:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T11:23:39.774-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Got Back From the Windy City (haikuesday 5/11/2010)</title><content type='html'>Daniel and I just returned from a nice weekend vacation to Chicago.  Chicago is one of my absolute favorite cities.  I never feel more at home than when I'm riding on the El. I love the whirring noise of the trains and the clapping of the tracks.  Thank god there's not a bell to go clang clang, or I might break into a Judy Garland song or two. ;-)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Things we did in Chicago:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visited friends (always nice)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;White Sox Game (Freezing)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Deep Dish Pizza from Lou Malnatis (good sausage)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Iron Man 2 (sweet)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learned to play Penuckle (fun)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Deep Dish Pizza from Pizanos (good cheese)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wandered around Millennium Park (saw the Bean!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Art Institute of Chicago (TOP NOTCH)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cubs Game (Also Freezing, but very fun) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are two haikus in honor of my trip:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cubs Fans, White Sox Fans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;might be different - but they&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BOTH froze this weekend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lou Malnatis - Good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pizanos - Nice. The BEST is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;still Giordanos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And for a 100 Best Children's Novels Update, I finished "&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Phantom-Tollbooth-Norton-Juster/dp/0394820371"&gt;The Phantom Tollbooth&lt;/a&gt;" by Norton Juster over the weekend.  Amazing, clever, and downright wonderful. Can't wait to read it again. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-over and out-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-4561501426041695500?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/4561501426041695500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=4561501426041695500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/4561501426041695500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/4561501426041695500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-got-back-from-windy-city.html' title='Just Got Back From the Windy City (haikuesday 5/11/2010)'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-8841119601230314505</id><published>2010-05-04T14:53:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T07:50:31.950-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fuse 8 Blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haikuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100 Childrens Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Necromancy Never Pays'/><title type='text'>Fun in the Out of Doors, Surprising Book Finds, and Haikuesday 5/4/2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Spring finally seems to be here to stay in KC, just in time for Summer to come and make everything unbearably hot. Gotta love the Midwest. :-)  But because we've had such nice weather lately, I've been able to be outside and enjoy the season. One way we did that was by celebrating my good friend Ashley's birthday this past Saturday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S-DgEnHkEnI/AAAAAAAAAXw/2z5cHoDjU1U/s1600/IMG_0773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S-DgEnHkEnI/AAAAAAAAAXw/2z5cHoDjU1U/s400/IMG_0773.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467616317452587634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;(Ashley, looking very no-nonsense and drinking her Schlitz Tall Boy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;After a wine tasting at Gomers, we had a wonderful day of Bocce Ball, Washers, Fake Tattoos, Chicken &amp;amp; Ribs (cooked by Tom), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://smittenkitchen.com/2009/01/car-bomb-cupcakes/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Irish Car Bomb Cupcakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; (baked by me) &amp;amp; Dance Parties in the living room.  All in all, Saturday has been added to my list of perfect days. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S-DgFBu8p_I/AAAAAAAAAX4/0Zq1bfWlcaw/s1600/IMG_0800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S-DgFBu8p_I/AAAAAAAAAX4/0Zq1bfWlcaw/s400/IMG_0800.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467616324597098482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;(Carolyn, Ashley &amp;amp; Me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Then Sunday, Daniel and I both decided to start living the Suburbia Dream and worked on the landscaping/lawn. I trimmed bushes, planted things and even put down new mulch.  My back hurt like crazy on Monday since I carted around 40 lb bags of junk all day, but I’m pretty proud of our work, especially since I’m known among friends as Black Thumb Beth.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;In other news (of the indoor sort) I have decided to read my way through the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.schoollibraryjournal.com/blog/1790000379/post/1820053782.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Top 100 Children's Novels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; (from the Elizabeth Bird's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.schoollibraryjournal.com/blog/1790000379.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Fuse 8 Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;). I'll be reading all the books, even the ones I've read before, and here are some of my most recent:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/When-You-Reach-Rebecca-Stead/dp/0385737424/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1273029167&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;When You Reach Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;y Rebecca Stead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; - WOW.  I was amazed by this novel, and Daniel can back me up on that.  I don't know how many dirty looks he shot me over the course of me reading it because of my frequent exclamations.  "Oh my Gosh!" I'd scream, then when he asked what was happening, I'd just say I didn't want to spoil it for him and keep reading, only to cry out again in the next chapter. Read it and remind yourself why Kids Lit is wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/When-You-Reach-Rebecca-Stead/dp/0385737424/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1273029167&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;The Watsons Go to Birmingham 1963&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;by Christopher Paul Curtis &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;- I listened to the audio of this with Lavar Burton narrating.  I was so pleased to read this funny, true to life, and moving story of the Weird Watsons, and Burton perfectly embodies the voice of the young narrator.  A great read and a wonderful listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Tale-Despereaux-Kate-DiCamillo/dp/B001EE4RLY/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1273029380&amp;amp;sr=1-3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;The Tale of Despereaux&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; by Kate DiCamillo - I had big doubts going into this book for no reason other than the previews for the movie made it look really silly (in a bad way).  Thank God I picked it up anyway. What a lovely and charming story. I just finished this yesterday, and all I want to do now is eat soup!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;And now...don't think I've forgotten that it's Haikuesday!  I wrote both these this afternoon. The first was born out of frustration regarding ye olde crappy job, but the second is a sort of present for Jeanne at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://necromancyneverpays.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Necromancy Never Pays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; about a certain poet who didn't like us interpreting his work. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Today - another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;moment of pretending its&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;another - today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Dear F.W.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;your Verse opened up my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;till &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; closed it shut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;And that's all I have for today. Enjoy the weather, enjoy life, and enjoy some Haikuesday fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;-over and out-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-8841119601230314505?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/8841119601230314505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=8841119601230314505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/8841119601230314505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/8841119601230314505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2010/05/fun-in-out-of-doors-surprising-book.html' title='Fun in the Out of Doors, Surprising Book Finds, and Haikuesday 5/4/2010'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S-DgEnHkEnI/AAAAAAAAAXw/2z5cHoDjU1U/s72-c/IMG_0773.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-826678019129696907</id><published>2010-04-27T15:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T15:18:01.091-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haikuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kansas City Womens Chorus'/><title type='text'>Haikuesday 4/27/2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S9dDQhK-rpI/AAAAAAAAAXI/9XrWfPL6FG0/s1600/KCWC+Can%27t+Stop+the+Beat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464910623898775186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S9dDQhK-rpI/AAAAAAAAAXI/9XrWfPL6FG0/s320/KCWC+Can%27t+Stop+the+Beat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;What a magical weekend! Our Spring Concerts for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kcwomenschorus.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Kansas City Women's Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; were Saturday and Sunday! I have a couple of videos and pictures I will post on here when I get the chance, but for now, here are a couple of Haikus I composed about the experience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Standing in the light&lt;br /&gt;Magic soars through vocal chords&lt;br /&gt;It's where I belong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;taking the stage - soft&lt;br /&gt;feathers float in space above&lt;br /&gt;- light dances with us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;- over and out -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-826678019129696907?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/826678019129696907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=826678019129696907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/826678019129696907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/826678019129696907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2010/04/haikuesday-4272010.html' title='Haikuesday 4/27/2010'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S9dDQhK-rpI/AAAAAAAAAXI/9XrWfPL6FG0/s72-c/KCWC+Can%27t+Stop+the+Beat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-2868398730717773443</id><published>2010-04-20T15:49:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T15:59:50.062-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neil Gaiman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haikuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charles Vess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Instructions'/><title type='text'>Haikuesday 4/20/2010 (Needing Some Instruction...)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Another day, another Haiku. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Work today has been rough. I've been having a pretty "Bi-Polar" relationship with my job for the past year (Up and Down Mood Swings). Lately though, despite paycuts and general unhappiness, I had been in the midst of an upward swing. Unfortunately today I was told that the one person that could have kept our company afloat is leaving, and with that news, my good mood left too. Now I've been staring at my work screen and wondering what to do (both in terms of job and the work I'm supposed to be accomplishing). I know I need to leave this dead end job, and I've known this for a long time, but I just hate having the fact reinforced so blatantly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So since I'm getting ready to start up the job search, I've written a couple of haikus to commemorate the occasion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bob (by me)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob can be happy&lt;br /&gt;With only baseball and beer&lt;br /&gt;Why do I need more? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Hunt (by me)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now convinced&lt;br /&gt;The greatest of Grimm's fables&lt;br /&gt;Is the perfect job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And because I've been feeling a little lost all day, I thought I'd include &lt;strong&gt;"Instructions"&lt;/strong&gt; by Neil Gaiman in today's post. The poem was recently made into a picture book with illustrations by Charles Vess, and it's definitely worth picking up. The illustrations are beautiful and you can purchase it on Amazon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Instructions-Neil-Gaiman/dp/0061960306"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Instructions (by Neil Gaiman)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touch the wooden gate in the wall you never&lt;br /&gt;saw before.&lt;br /&gt;Say "please" before you open the latch,&lt;br /&gt;go through,&lt;br /&gt;walk down the path.&lt;br /&gt;A red metal imp hangs from the green-painted&lt;br /&gt;front door,&lt;br /&gt;as a knocker,&lt;br /&gt;do not touch it; it will bite your fingers.&lt;br /&gt;Walk through the house. Take nothing. Eat&lt;br /&gt;nothing.&lt;br /&gt;However, if any creature tells you that it hungers,&lt;br /&gt;feed it.&lt;br /&gt;If it tells you that it is dirty,&lt;br /&gt;clean it.&lt;br /&gt;If it cries to you that it hurts,&lt;br /&gt;if you can,&lt;br /&gt;ease its pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;From the back garden you will be able to see the&lt;br /&gt;wild wood.&lt;br /&gt;The deep well you walk past leads to Winter's&lt;br /&gt;realm;&lt;br /&gt;there is another land at the bottom of it.&lt;br /&gt;If you turn around here,&lt;br /&gt;you can walk back, safely;&lt;br /&gt;you will lose no face. I will think no less of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Once through the garden you will be in the&lt;br /&gt;wood.&lt;br /&gt;The trees are old. Eyes peer from the under-&lt;br /&gt;growth.&lt;br /&gt;Beneath a twisted oak sits an old woman. She&lt;br /&gt;may ask for something;&lt;br /&gt;give it to her. She&lt;br /&gt;will point the way to the castle.&lt;br /&gt;Inside it are three princesses.&lt;br /&gt;Do not trust the youngest. Walk on.&lt;br /&gt;In the clearing beyond the castle the twelve&lt;br /&gt;months sit about a fire,&lt;br /&gt;warming their feet, exchanging tales.&lt;br /&gt;They may do favors for you, if you are polite.&lt;br /&gt;You may pick strawberries in December's frost.&lt;br /&gt;Trust the wolves, but do not tell them where&lt;br /&gt;you are going.&lt;br /&gt;The river can be crossed by the ferry. The ferry-&lt;br /&gt;man will take you.&lt;br /&gt;(The answer to his question is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If he hands the oar to his passenger, he will be free to&lt;br /&gt;leave the boat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only tell him this from a safe distance.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;If an eagle gives you a feather, keep it safe.&lt;br /&gt;Remember: that giants sleep too soundly; that&lt;br /&gt;witches are often betrayed by their appetites;&lt;br /&gt;dragons have one soft spot, somewhere, always;&lt;br /&gt;hearts can be well-hidden,&lt;br /&gt;and you betray them with your tongue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Do not be jealous of your sister.&lt;br /&gt;Know that diamonds and roses&lt;br /&gt;are as uncomfortable when they tumble from&lt;br /&gt;one's lips as toads and frogs:&lt;br /&gt;colder, too, and sharper, and they cut. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Remember your name.&lt;br /&gt;Do not lose hope - what you seek will be found.&lt;br /&gt;Trust ghosts. Trust those that you have helped&lt;br /&gt;to help you in their turn.&lt;br /&gt;Trust dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Trust your heart, and trust your story.&lt;br /&gt;When you come back, return the way you came.&lt;br /&gt;Favors will be returned, debts will be repaid.&lt;br /&gt;Do not forget your manners.&lt;br /&gt;Do not look back.&lt;br /&gt;Ride the wise eagle (you shall not fall).&lt;br /&gt;Ride the silver fish (you will not drown).&lt;br /&gt;Ride the grey wolf (hold tightly to his fur). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is a worm at the heart of the tower; that is&lt;br /&gt;why it will not stand.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;When you reach the little house, the place your&lt;br /&gt;journey started,&lt;br /&gt;you will recognize it, although it will seem&lt;br /&gt;much smaller than you remember.&lt;br /&gt;Walk up the path, and through the garden gate&lt;br /&gt;you never saw before but once.&lt;br /&gt;And then go home. Or make a home.&lt;br /&gt;And rest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have always loved the line about "Ride the wise eagle (you shall not fall). Ride the silver fish (you will not drown). Ride the grey wolf (hold tightly to his fur)." How wonderful it would be to have my own guidebook and a reassuring voice in life right about now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyone else in need of some guidance lately, and have you had any luck finding it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;-Over and out-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-2868398730717773443?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/2868398730717773443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=2868398730717773443' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/2868398730717773443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/2868398730717773443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2010/04/haikuesday-4202010.html' title='Haikuesday 4/20/2010 (Needing Some Instruction...)'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-4800066908180949769</id><published>2010-04-13T13:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T13:59:00.855-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haikuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kansas City Womens Chorus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Necromancy Never Pays'/><title type='text'>Haikuesday 4/13/2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Another Tuesday is happening as we speak, and that means more Haikus for your viewing pleasure.  I’m also linking over to one of Jeanne’s recent posts on her blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://necromancyneverpays.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Necromancy Never Pays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.  She has a really excellent poem posted there, and it is just plain awesome.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So without further ado, Haikuesday awaits:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Arial;" &gt;Chorus Rehearsal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; (by me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We sang – danced - chatted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hugged and laughed and made mistakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last night at practice&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Learning Choral-ography&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Right arm first, then Rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bounce right, and try to avoid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a hit in the face&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And please if you are local, check out the Kansas City Women’s Chorus and come see us sing next weekend (April 24/25). It’s gonna be an awesome show!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kcwomenschorus.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.kcwomenschorus.org/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And now for the link to Jeanne’s blog post.  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Please head over there and read the excellent poem: &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;a href="http://necromancyneverpays.blogspot.com/2010/04/such-sweet-sorrow.html"&gt;Such Sweet Sorrow&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt; - by Ethan Coen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; And that's all I have for this Haikuesday! &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Over and Out -&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-4800066908180949769?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/4800066908180949769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=4800066908180949769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/4800066908180949769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/4800066908180949769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2010/04/haikuesday-4132010.html' title='Haikuesday 4/13/2010'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-5944263505705207612</id><published>2010-04-06T15:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T15:32:57.863-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haikuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Royals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opening Day'/><title type='text'>Haikuesday 4/6/2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Another &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Haikuesday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;is here and I am totally unprepared, but because I’d hate to disappoint my faithful blog readers (I know there are at least a few of you), here are a few hastily compiled poems for today.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(These were inspired by yesterday’s game)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;The Tailgate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;(by me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Nothing better than&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Drinking beer &amp;amp; grilling dogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thank God for baseball&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;GB &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(by me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;When they play Garth Brooks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;During the fourth pitching change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You have likely lost&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Blood on the Ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; (by me)**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;His nose has been punched&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;He yells, “There is the fucker”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Blood drips on pavement&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*They play Garth Brooks singing Low Places sometime during the game, but when usually depends on how bad we are doing. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:Arial;" &gt;**This is not a metaphor on how the Tigers punched the Royals in the face yesterday. We actually saw a guy chasing after another who had punched him in the face, and watching his blood trail kept me distracted for the last several innings. Sigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:Wingdings;" &gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And a few gems from &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Baseball-Haiku-Best-Written-about/dp/0393062198#noop"&gt;Baseball Haiku: The Best Haiku Ever Written about the Game&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;early morning…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;cool shadows in the stands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;of the small ballfield&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bottom of the 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;eight determined drunks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;get the wave going&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Well, that's all for today. &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Over and Out faithful readers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-5944263505705207612?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/5944263505705207612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=5944263505705207612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/5944263505705207612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/5944263505705207612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2010/04/haikuesday-462010.html' title='Haikuesday 4/6/2010'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-6226394091472610506</id><published>2010-04-05T09:52:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T10:10:14.032-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teahen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Royals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opening Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baseball'/><title type='text'>Go Blue!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S7n7UfRBfMI/AAAAAAAAAWY/1eZQQuVtkPU/s1600/kcroyals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 223px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456668752944921794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S7n7UfRBfMI/AAAAAAAAAWY/1eZQQuVtkPU/s320/kcroyals.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Opening Day Everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Mind you this only applies if you are a &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Kansas City Royals&lt;/span&gt; fan...or a fan of one of the other teams playing today). :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm heading to my first Opening Day this afternoon. Although we've had tickets before, we've always ended up selling them and making some quick cash. But this season, mainly because we were too lazy to sell our tickets, we are attending and I can't wait! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We'll be tailgaiting beforehand, then cheering on my favorite players to a wonderful victory. At least I'm hoping for a wonderful victory (Royals fans can't get too cocky). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sadly though, I'll be missing my beloved Mark Teahen who was traded to my least favorite team, the Chicago White Sox. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;RIP Mark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S7n8i483byI/AAAAAAAAAWg/vHY3ULkKhVE/s1600/mark-teahen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456670099869495074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S7n8i483byI/AAAAAAAAAWg/vHY3ULkKhVE/s200/mark-teahen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But all sadness aside, Happy Baseball Season and Go Blue!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-6226394091472610506?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/6226394091472610506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=6226394091472610506' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/6226394091472610506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/6226394091472610506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2010/04/go-blue.html' title='Go Blue!!'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S7n7UfRBfMI/AAAAAAAAAWY/1eZQQuVtkPU/s72-c/kcroyals.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-2350538469640686835</id><published>2010-03-30T07:57:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T13:07:01.386-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haikuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><title type='text'>Haikuesday 3/30/2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Another Haikuesday is here and there is another reason to celebrate! Today is my Mom's Birthday! I won't say how old she is, but one of the haikus might give you a hint. :-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Glad She's Here&lt;/strong&gt; (by Me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Three Thirty Five Eight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Deanna Mae Harp arrived&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love my mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current Events 3/30/2010&lt;/strong&gt; (by Me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ricky Martin's Gay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CERN blew the atoms away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Quite a busy day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;From Hipster Haiku (by Siobhan Adcock)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After my 5th year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Philosophy Ph.D."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Didn't sound punk rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mom &amp;amp; Dad getting ready to board the boat for Catie's Wedding last year! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S7I7T2Gt0PI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Yf-u9Xz6MUo/s1600/mom+%26+dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454487310826328306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S7I7T2Gt0PI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Yf-u9Xz6MUo/s320/mom+%26+dad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Mom! I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-2350538469640686835?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/2350538469640686835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=2350538469640686835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/2350538469640686835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/2350538469640686835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2010/03/haikuesday-3302010.html' title='Haikuesday 3/30/2010'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S7I7T2Gt0PI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Yf-u9Xz6MUo/s72-c/mom+%26+dad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-1803045960339576554</id><published>2010-03-23T17:35:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T20:44:30.477-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zombies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haikuesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='990 Square'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Necromancy Never Pays'/><title type='text'>Haikuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Inspired by Beth at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.990square.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;990 Square&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; with her Wordless Wednesdays and Jeanne at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://necromancyneverpays.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Necromancy Never Pays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, and her Book Trivial Pursuit on Fridays, I've decided I need something to motivate myself to blog weekly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, based on my complete lazyness for uploading pictures and my absolute horribleness at Book Trivia, I've decided to put my fondness for tiny, lovely poems to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on &lt;strong&gt;Tuesday &lt;/strong&gt;shall be known as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haikuesday&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll mix in some of my own haikus with some that I've read and want to share. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;As Brenda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(by me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Who is Brandy Farr?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Does she really exist, or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;is she me spelled wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zoo &lt;/strong&gt;(by me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;The zoo is no fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Since Mr. Rhinocerous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Rained on my parade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.zombiehaiku.com"&gt;Zombie Haiku &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(By Ryan Mecum)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I can remember &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;good food that mom used to make &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I bet mom tastes good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Everything I thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;tasted a lot like chicken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;really tastes like man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have enjoyed the Zombie Haiku book, actually. It's pretty inventive and if you are alone at home reading it, you can get pretty freaked out.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have a lovely Haikuesday everyone! :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-1803045960339576554?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/1803045960339576554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=1803045960339576554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/1803045960339576554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/1803045960339576554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2010/03/haikuesday.html' title='Haikuesday'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-3969939301840068284</id><published>2010-03-15T22:40:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T23:55:10.398-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anita Diamant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Red Tent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Critical Monkey'/><title type='text'>Critical Monkey Contest Entry #3 - The Red Tent</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;My next entry in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://shelf-monkey.blogspot.com/2010/03/critical-monkey-update-8th.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Critical Monkey Challenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; was thrown at me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Okay, I've never actually had a book hurled at my head, pages flapping wildly in the wind. What I mean by "thrown" is more a particular friend telling me I "HAVE" to read a particular book, at which time she puts the book in my hands and runs away before I can sneak it into her purse.  Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;My friend, Carolyn, declared to me over a year ago that "The Red Tent" by Anita Diamant was her favorite book, so she left it with me to read.  I generally enjoy reading new books, and I said I'd read it as soon as I had time, but a year later I found the book on my bookcase covered in dust.  Whoops!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I hadn't really been too busy to pick the book up though.  Every time I looked at the cover, I only saw one thing:  "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;God Book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"   "Bible Story" seemed to flash in neon letters when I picked it up.  Granted, all I knew about the novel was that it revolved around a bible story, but that was enough to keep me away.  Just about the last thing I wanted to read was another preachy God book (lets think about Left Behind here, shudder), so I gradually pushed the book aside, then forgot about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;But the other day, Carolyn asked if I still had her book; her FAVORITE book.  As the guilt sat in, I made up my mind to suffer through it, no matter how bad, just to be able to return the darn thing to her.  So I did double duty between Critical Monkey and trying not to be a crappy friend.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Plot:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The book tells the story of Dinah from the Bible. You may say "Who the heck was Dinah??" I also said this.  Turns out, she was Joseph's (of the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat's Fame) sister.  Luckily, the plot doesn't really dwell on Joseph's story and sticks more to the women in the book, namely Dinah and her four mothers and the time they spend in the Red Tent, the place where they have babies and spend "their time of the month."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;My reaction:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I prepared myself for the worst and the worst never came.  I couldn't have been more surprised and pleased with the novel!  Although this book takes a minor story from the Bible, Diamant makes the characters extremely engaging.  She fleshes out the the day to day lives of the women of the Tribe. The rituals they perform for their gods and very vivid descriptions of midwifery and childbirth always keep things interesting.  The time the women spend in the Red Tent seems to organize the first half of the book and hold the stories together, and eventually the Red Tent serves as a symbol of the power of the women when they are united and a tribute to their history and their customs/beliefs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I needn't have worried about the book being a "God book" either.  Diamant doesn't preach on how great the God of Abraham is in her story. In fact, I got the impression that she thought that God was kind of a dick, and honestly, I did too.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What It Might Remind You Of: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; The Mists of Avalon.  (Every man in the room just ran away screaming). Whoa There!  Okay, when I say it's similar I just mean it has all the Women Power and Ritualistic stuff that Mists had. Luckily it does not have crappy Old Gwenhwyfar who screws entire stories for no reason.  Needless to say, I might have some issues with Gwenhwyfar (last time I read the book I threw it across the room and swore I'd never read it again because she sucks so bad). Happily enough though, Dinah is nothing like Gwenhwyfar and the only ones who come close are the brothers and Jacob. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Hilarious moments:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;My Bible knowledge is WAY rusty, but after listening to the "Dreamcoat" soundtrack about a million times in high school, I kept thinking of the songs when something would happen.  They mention Potiphar at one point and I kept chanting "Potiphar had very few cares...he was one of Egypt's millionaires."  Too bad there weren't any songs about Dinah, or I would have been singing a lot more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What I've Learned: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;1. Just because a book takes place in Biblical times and uses characters from a Bible story, doesn't mean it's a preachy book.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;2.Trust my friend Carolyn's taste in books. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-3969939301840068284?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/3969939301840068284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=3969939301840068284' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/3969939301840068284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/3969939301840068284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2010/03/critical-monkey-contest-entry-3-red.html' title='Critical Monkey Contest Entry #3 - The Red Tent'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-8867458905826484359</id><published>2010-03-15T08:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T14:01:02.569-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So I was going back through my blogs I've started writing and never finished and came across this one and although I barely remember this dream, it made me laugh and I'm happy that I dreamed it. And since baseball season is finally getting closer, it makes since to bring it out now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So here you go: &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I am in an old fashioned movie theatre from the 1930s. No stadium seating here. Just a slight slope upwards and a unviewable balcony from my vantage point. I am seated near the back of the theatre and the screen has already started showing movie trailers. After finishing a preview for a generic romantic comedy, complete with guy, girl, and pizza place (probably), a special announcement comes on the screen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"The following is brought to you by the National Baseball Appreication Association"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;My interest has been piqued, and I begin to watch more intently. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;The screen flashes to light blue, and the announcer's voice (very much like the guy in the Smucker's commercials) fills the room. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;269,799&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;," he says. He says it a couple of more times for emphasis, and the screen does some pretty neat graphics with the number and turning it around and upside down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;He continues: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"Throughout history, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;269,799&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; persons have excelled at the sport we now know as baseball." (dramatic pause for effect) "Since our earliest times as a species, there have been those whose existence has been defined by their accomplishments in relation to it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;The screen flashes to a scene with three "cave people;" two brothers and their sister. They have made an impromtu baseball field out of rocks and dirt, and at the moment the sister is up to bat. The younger brother catcalls at her and says she won't be able to hit anything because she is a girl. The older brother looks calmly from first base and calls out to her, "You can do this, sister! Believe in yourself!" The younger brother pitches the rock towards her in slow motion. Inspirational music, most likely composed by John Williams, beings to swarm the theatre and the camera pans from the rock to the girl. As the music swells to a finish, she slams the ball out of the cave park, into the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;The screen pans out and begins to show a montage of the greatest baseball players in history. Babe Ruth, George Brett, the girls from A League of Their Own, and others. The announcer starts listing the names of the greats, and as he says each name, he places them on the list of 269,799 names. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;The promotion is drawing to an end, more John William's music is swelling and the screen is filled with home runs, great catches, and spectacular plays. Then it's just the number again on the screen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;269,799&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;He says "Will you be one of these names one day?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I am crying now, awe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; by the immense importance of my dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Then I wake up and say "What the hell??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Strangely enough, after I examined the mysterious number more closely I realized that all those numbers, when added together, came to 42. And anyone who has ever read Douglas Adam's work, knows that 42 is the meaning of life. Thus, I see this as proof that my dream means that Baseball is actually the true meaning of life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So lets play ball!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S52KxQtoL-I/AAAAAAAAAWI/yRa5MKSUGdw/s1600-h/42shirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448663703092735970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S52KxQtoL-I/AAAAAAAAAWI/yRa5MKSUGdw/s320/42shirt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-8867458905826484359?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/8867458905826484359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=8867458905826484359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/8867458905826484359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/8867458905826484359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2009/09/random-dream.html' title='Random Dream'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S52KxQtoL-I/AAAAAAAAAWI/yRa5MKSUGdw/s72-c/42shirt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-6000156071612909573</id><published>2010-02-10T20:06:00.023-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T22:40:43.683-06:00</updated><title type='text'>January - A Trip to the Big Easy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I woke up the other day, looked at my calendar and was pretty surprised to see that it was February.  Surely, I thought, I mus have accidentally turned the calendar page too soon, but it was no mistake on my part.  January was over, and the second month of the year had begun.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;But what about January?  What happened?  How did I fail to write even one tiny entry for the month?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Well...the answer to the latter question is "I'm lazy."  And the answer to the first query is:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We went to New Orleans!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3N6wyPYooI/AAAAAAAAAVI/X2WjavMvN44/s1600-h/neworleans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3N6wyPYooI/AAAAAAAAAVI/X2WjavMvN44/s320/neworleans.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436824153704931970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I did not take this picture, but it was the first image that popped up in my Google search for New Orleans, and I think it's a good way to start off this picture ridden post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3N3114-vHI/AAAAAAAAAVA/2wmuLuLmIPI/s1600-h/IMG_0290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3N3114-vHI/AAAAAAAAAVA/2wmuLuLmIPI/s320/IMG_0290.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436820942049164402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We started off our journey on the coldest day of the year, January 7. Seriously...it was daaarn cold.  This airplane thinks so too.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We did, after a few delays, make it to NOLA, and first thing we headed here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3N3R7IlDoI/AAAAAAAAAU4/n5jg8GwpAhQ/s1600-h/IMG_0303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3N3R7IlDoI/AAAAAAAAAU4/n5jg8GwpAhQ/s320/IMG_0303.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436820324981476994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;No, it's not a crack house. This fine establishment is actually Vaughn's Lounge, home to the famous trumpeter Kermit Ruffins...who plays a pretty mean horn. :-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3N3RLnuy4I/AAAAAAAAAUw/xGhCt4u3NC0/s1600-h/IMG_0298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3N3RLnuy4I/AAAAAAAAAUw/xGhCt4u3NC0/s320/IMG_0298.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436820312227236738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What made it even better though, were the complimentary Red Beans and Rice that came with the show.  Delicious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3N3Qigm8QI/AAAAAAAAAUo/T6YE6Zx1dzc/s1600-h/IMG_0301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3N3Qigm8QI/AAAAAAAAAUo/T6YE6Zx1dzc/s320/IMG_0301.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436820301191508226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Really....it was really really good.  So good in fact, I made the same dish the weekend after we got back...and I'm thinking about making it again right now. Mmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3N2ABLzP2I/AAAAAAAAAUY/veye0pkf-6w/s1600-h/IMG_0314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3N2ABLzP2I/AAAAAAAAAUY/veye0pkf-6w/s320/IMG_0314.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436818917856329570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The next morning we walked around the French Quarter and saw the sights. This place is famous, but I'm too lazy too look up what the heck it is right now. ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What's better than that though, are the SUPER YUMMY Beignets from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cafedumonde.com/main.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Cafe Du Monde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.  Here is Daniel (a.k.a. White Beard) eating one.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3N1_X9cVXI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/ubyflrP3bEY/s1600-h/IMG_0474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3N1_X9cVXI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/ubyflrP3bEY/s320/IMG_0474.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436818906790253938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;They taste like a bit like funnel cakes minus the funnel part. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;From there, we did some more sight seeing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3N0uJrIOqI/AAAAAAAAAUI/k-t0ZfzzwTU/s1600-h/IMG_0323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3N0uJrIOqI/AAAAAAAAAUI/k-t0ZfzzwTU/s320/IMG_0323.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436817511385938594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Daniel with a canon. Cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3N0tEHCZjI/AAAAAAAAAUA/eiLRzUSMIuY/s1600-h/IMG_0325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3N0tEHCZjI/AAAAAAAAAUA/eiLRzUSMIuY/s320/IMG_0325.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436817492712515122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The Pirate Cafe!  The bartender made me a wonderful Irish Coffee.  She was very cool and chatted us up quite a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3N0sgRNexI/AAAAAAAAAT4/_3oSbqqppD4/s1600-h/IMG_0334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3N0sgRNexI/AAAAAAAAAT4/_3oSbqqppD4/s320/IMG_0334.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436817483091507986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Some more fooling around with historical statues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;For lunch, we stopped at the Central Grocery and had THE WORLD'S GREATEST SANDWICH.  I do not say this lightly.  It was so good my mouth waters thinking about it right now.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The Muffaletta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3NzGxD9cKI/AAAAAAAAATw/YIeZSygre0s/s1600-h/IMG_0339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3NzGxD9cKI/AAAAAAAAATw/YIeZSygre0s/s320/IMG_0339.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436815735252676770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Really...so good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This was taken at a convent...but that didn't stop the Mustache from it's hijinks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3NzF3lH31I/AAAAAAAAATo/imLdYkqjJQQ/s1600-h/IMG_0347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3NzF3lH31I/AAAAAAAAATo/imLdYkqjJQQ/s320/IMG_0347.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436815719822516050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Nuns on the run to see this stache!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3NzF3lH31I/AAAAAAAAATo/imLdYkqjJQQ/s1600-h/IMG_0347.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We saw this very cool street band as we were heading back to the hotel for the afternoon.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3NzFB26QEI/AAAAAAAAATg/uB6ppypTHtM/s1600-h/IMG_0351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3NzFB26QEI/AAAAAAAAATg/uB6ppypTHtM/s320/IMG_0351.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436815705401606210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The dogs add to the band, I think. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;That night we headed over the Emeril's restaurant for our anniversary dinner.  The highlight of the evening came with the Monster piece of Banana Cream Pie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3NuSigX0_I/AAAAAAAAATY/JWX4AbNZ2zI/s1600-h/IMG_0360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3NuSigX0_I/AAAAAAAAATY/JWX4AbNZ2zI/s320/IMG_0360.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436810439945606130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I like pie. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Then we headed over to Tommy's Wine Bar for some fun live music and some delicious wine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3NuR77vFiI/AAAAAAAAATQ/jzHf80bLRv8/s1600-h/IMG_0363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3NuR77vFiI/AAAAAAAAATQ/jzHf80bLRv8/s320/IMG_0363.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436810429591393826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;For lunch the next day we stopped at the Palace Cafe and had Banana's Foster.  Holy Yum, it was good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3NuRYthqqI/AAAAAAAAATI/rBSwbbFsnqk/s1600-h/IMG_0373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3NuRYthqqI/AAAAAAAAATI/rBSwbbFsnqk/s320/IMG_0373.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436810420136553122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Fire!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Then we headed out to the streetcar to head up to the Art Museum.  Don't let those palm trees fool you.  It was freezing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3NqxRLg4zI/AAAAAAAAAS4/H9MoZlH1XwY/s1600-h/IMG_0381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3NqxRLg4zI/AAAAAAAAAS4/H9MoZlH1XwY/s320/IMG_0381.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436806569824150322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;As we were waiting on the Streetcar though, we happened to notice this guy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3NqwQNN8DI/AAAAAAAAASw/r93xmWyaC1s/s1600-h/IMG_0379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3NqwQNN8DI/AAAAAAAAASw/r93xmWyaC1s/s320/IMG_0379.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436806552382992434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Yes...he is a hobo, with an umbrella hat, shouting into a bullhorn to "Repent! Repent and Be Saved!"  Daniel sneakily took this picture, which made us feel a bit guilty...but the hilarity overcame our guilt and we giggled about it later. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The next day we headed to the Garden District to have the famous Sunday Brunch at Commander's Palace.  The food was amazing and the staff was amazingly nice, plus we got the Jazz Band to play "Kansas City" for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Then, after our delicious brunch, they brought out our desserts and they had totally outdone themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3NpdjvR1hI/AAAAAAAAASg/o-74CwIUhVc/s1600-h/IMG_0409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3NpdjvR1hI/AAAAAAAAASg/o-74CwIUhVc/s320/IMG_0409.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436805131696985618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;My Strawberry Shortcake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3NpdA61WVI/AAAAAAAAASY/58r1_iJ5uhc/s1600-h/IMG_0410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3NpdA61WVI/AAAAAAAAASY/58r1_iJ5uhc/s320/IMG_0410.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436805122350209362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Daniel's Bread Pudding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;With full bellies, we headed out to explore the Garden District.  We didn't get to go into the Graveyard because it was closed on Sundays, but I did get a couple of good pics from the fence.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3NnsT3VxbI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ArlF6emY1T4/s1600-h/IMG_0430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3NnsT3VxbI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ArlF6emY1T4/s320/IMG_0430.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436803186110612914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;And just a reminder....it was cold!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3NnruJSDwI/AAAAAAAAASI/W_3Hc6-XLus/s1600-h/IMG_0421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3NnruJSDwI/AAAAAAAAASI/W_3Hc6-XLus/s320/IMG_0421.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436803175985319682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;That night we decided to go out and party it up for real.  We started out at Patty O'Brien's and had the famous Hurricane, then we went up and down Bourbon Street, which...was not the best idea I've ever had.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3NnrOCTGAI/AAAAAAAAASA/IRRcB6nd-jU/s1600-h/IMG_0462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3NnrOCTGAI/AAAAAAAAASA/IRRcB6nd-jU/s320/IMG_0462.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436803167366092802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;But I'm ending this post on a positive note and not with memories of vomiting.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So thanks New Orleans,  for a great trip, awesome food, and sweet music.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;*Daniel took a ton of video, so I'll upload some of that eventually to give you a taste of it all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-6000156071612909573?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/6000156071612909573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=6000156071612909573' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/6000156071612909573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/6000156071612909573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2010/02/january-trip-to-big-easy.html' title='January - A Trip to the Big Easy'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S3N6wyPYooI/AAAAAAAAAVI/X2WjavMvN44/s72-c/neworleans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-7664007246635810100</id><published>2009-12-29T21:18:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T21:52:14.775-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowed In Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It's 12:19 on Saturday afternoon, December 26. I should be at my Grandad's house for our day after Christmas giftgiving this year, but I'm not.  Instead I am relaxing happily in a reclining chair at my in-laws country house.  Remanents from yesterday's gift opening/giving are scattered around me.  Bits of wrapping paper, a spare bow or two and the tree lights are twinkling.  I can look out the window and see snow falling lightly on fields of pure white. Beautiful isolation surrounds us. I'm even typing this blog on notepad because there is no internet and I'm keeping my cellphone turned off because we barely have service.  We are officially snowed in, and I couldn't be more pleased!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I got word from my mom last night that we were cancelling Grandad's Christmas, so we wouldn't be needing to dig out and unfreeze my completely unsnow-worthy Mecury Mistake (as Daniel calls it) to be at Grandad's by 11:00 a.m.  Instead, I slept in till 9, ate a leisurly breakfast and just got done playing in the snow with Emily.  I've had my first four-wheeler ride,  my first car-hood sled ride pulled by four-wheeler, and we dug lots of tunnels underneath giant snow drifts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I have nowhere I need to be, no projects I need to work on.  No baking that needs to be done in time for this party or that.  All I have to do is relax.  I have a stack of books to go through, we have plenty of board games to play, and comfy recliners to take lazy naps on.  I feel a little sad about not being able to see my family, but right now I know that this day is a gift.  So thanks Mother Nature, for forcing me to relax. I'm not the sort of person to look a gift horse in the mouth, so I won't be wasting this present.  In fact, I feel a nap coming on right about now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;-Out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzrMuca4-pI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Vfq4lSfGXQc/s1600-h/DSCF0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzrIh8pfmpI/AAAAAAAAARQ/8C0fLcg55iI/s320/IMG_0149.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420865587035216530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzrHgsyIdWI/AAAAAAAAARI/WUGHLoe9gFU/s1600-h/IMG_0185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzrHgsyIdWI/AAAAAAAAARI/WUGHLoe9gFU/s320/IMG_0185.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420864466084984162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzrHgSJ1_OI/AAAAAAAAARA/jxrqtb5Y02M/s1600-h/IMG_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzrHgSJ1_OI/AAAAAAAAARA/jxrqtb5Y02M/s320/IMG_0142.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420864458936679650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-7664007246635810100?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/7664007246635810100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=7664007246635810100' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/7664007246635810100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/7664007246635810100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2009/12/snowed-in-christmas.html' title='Snowed In Christmas'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzrMuca4-pI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Vfq4lSfGXQc/s72-c/DSCF0080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-644883567626257744</id><published>2009-12-22T12:21:00.025-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T13:09:57.359-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cookie Party 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;BA!! BAH DUH BAH, BAH DUH BAAAAAAAAAAA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;IT'S THE 2009 ANNUAL COOKIE PARTY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;(And that doesn't mean that we've had 2009 of them)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So the first weekend of December, me and my ladies got together to make some cookie heaven. What we ended up with was just short of a miracle. Even after most everyone had taken their spoils home for the day, I woke up to 16 bags of cookies in my house. Thank the Gods I know a lot of Cookie Monsters! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are some pictures of the day. Enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzEO8mqzzpI/AAAAAAAAAOs/JSmJ3sW5S0A/s1600-h/DSC05124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418128261038460562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzEO8mqzzpI/AAAAAAAAAOs/JSmJ3sW5S0A/s320/DSC05124.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We started off the day with some hard work and no-nonsense looks from Belinda. Of course that was just an act, since she brought the alcohol. ;-) Cookie shot, anyone??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzEUg5Z3_VI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/uNUN9AK30Pg/s1600-h/DSC05122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418134382101134674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzEUg5Z3_VI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/uNUN9AK30Pg/s320/DSC05122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carolyn brought some cookie dough and some beer! The perfect combination!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzEUgeEyzBI/AAAAAAAAAQs/HZ4AfosXq2M/s1600-h/DSC05121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418134374764956690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzEUgeEyzBI/AAAAAAAAAQs/HZ4AfosXq2M/s320/DSC05121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brenda just brought her thumbs...but that was enough. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are a sampling of some of the cookies we made:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzEQXMh7L-I/AAAAAAAAAPM/uqphfIaoEF4/s1600-h/DSC05140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418129817389969378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzEQXMh7L-I/AAAAAAAAAPM/uqphfIaoEF4/s320/DSC05140.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sugar &amp;amp; Gingerbread&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzEPo64sCuI/AAAAAAAAAPE/w0yZQBheo0E/s1600-h/DSC05131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418129022379625186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzEPo64sCuI/AAAAAAAAAPE/w0yZQBheo0E/s320/DSC05131.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dipped Pretzels, Oreos and Peanut Butter Crackers. Mmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418129017508224738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzEPoovQXuI/AAAAAAAAAO8/v1YelnxEz0o/s320/DSC05136.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Brenda's Snickerdoodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzEPoA8q3-I/AAAAAAAAAO0/5Cau0exfo3k/s1600-h/DSC05134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418129006827069410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzEPoA8q3-I/AAAAAAAAAO0/5Cau0exfo3k/s320/DSC05134.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lime Meltaways that I had some trouble with the night before, but Brenda helped save them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Belinda we had a ton of Frosting. And if you look carefully you'll spot the beer too. Frosting or Beer? Which is better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzESsl8lrhI/AAAAAAAAAQc/4bK-dpr7Aj0/s1600-h/DSC05148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418132384013200914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzESsl8lrhI/AAAAAAAAAQc/4bK-dpr7Aj0/s320/DSC05148.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We had some not so normal cookies too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzESsURhn0I/AAAAAAAAAQU/kPKqPSCOD58/s1600-h/DSC05151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418132379269177154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzESsURhn0I/AAAAAAAAAQU/kPKqPSCOD58/s320/DSC05151.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas Coffin &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(and the tail of Christmas Shark at the top)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzERH0cb3zI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Gt8FgPxYeoc/s1600-h/DSC05153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418130652738084658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzERH0cb3zI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Gt8FgPxYeoc/s320/DSC05153.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas Zombie and Victim (he was my creation!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzERHXufumI/AAAAAAAAAPs/txlx8mHqk0Y/s1600-h/DSC05154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418130645029206626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzERHXufumI/AAAAAAAAAPs/txlx8mHqk0Y/s320/DSC05154.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We made Daniel eat the Christmas Poop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzERHOXR8kI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bQlODZ0v7jM/s1600-h/DSC05147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418130642515915330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzERHOXR8kI/AAAAAAAAAPk/bQlODZ0v7jM/s320/DSC05147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nikki even made a Christmas Trash Can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We also had some "un-rated" cookies. Hide Your Eyes, Kids!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzERwtSrqYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/-1ORgNa24Xs/s1600-h/DSC05145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418131355192764802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzERwtSrqYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/-1ORgNa24Xs/s320/DSC05145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ashley's White Trash Dude with a Wife Beater and a Can of PBR. He also has HUGE balls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzEQXmtk2jI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Racrf7o2hrM/s1600-h/DSC05142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418129824418159154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzEQXmtk2jI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Racrf7o2hrM/s320/DSC05142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Christmas Flasher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Carolyn made a special cookie with all our names (abbreviated) on it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzERxAIccNI/AAAAAAAAAQE/M5k1F336_vs/s1600-h/DSC05146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418131360250097874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzERxAIccNI/AAAAAAAAAQE/M5k1F336_vs/s320/DSC05146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Whole Gang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzERxfaS3AI/AAAAAAAAAQM/YcFxzD7Z5z4/s1600-h/DSC05161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418131368646466562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzERxfaS3AI/AAAAAAAAAQM/YcFxzD7Z5z4/s320/DSC05161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the night, we ordered pizza and watched/played Drunken Commando, which is pretty much just take a drink when Arnold does something humanly impossible, kills someone, or just does/says something awesome. I'm pretty sure that means you drink the whole movie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm also pretty sure that Carolyn, Nikki &amp;amp; I ate an entire bag of Pretzel Rods. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, I'm so glad to have friends to do things like this with! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for giving me fun for Christmas this year, cause that's what I always have when I'm with you! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-644883567626257744?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/644883567626257744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=644883567626257744' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/644883567626257744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/644883567626257744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2009/12/cookie-party-2009.html' title='Cookie Party 2009'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SzEO8mqzzpI/AAAAAAAAAOs/JSmJ3sW5S0A/s72-c/DSC05124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-2307194535171380024</id><published>2009-12-11T11:29:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T11:47:04.954-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Critical Monkey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicholas Sparks'/><title type='text'>A Bend In the Road - Critical Monkey Contest Entry #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Bend-Road-Nicholas-Sparks/dp/0446696137/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1260551731&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Bend&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; in the Road by Nicholas Sparks&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So I was torn by what to read next for my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://shelf-monkey.blogspot.com/2009/06/literary-contest-for-all-us-haters.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Critical Monkey Challenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, because I am sadly, quite far behind. Is it my fault that I've been assaulted by books that I actually wanted to read!?! Well, I went so far as to purchase a Danielle Steele novel (which will probably be my next entry), but because of time, I chickened out at the last minute and grabbed the much shorter "A Bend in the Road" by Nicholas Sparks. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Nicholas Sparks is not someone whose books ever appealed to me. His particular style of writing always sounded like the books I would never read as a kid. The ones about real people dealing with hard issues. Books about cancer or death, divorce, or eating disorders never appealed to me. Books were a way to escape into different worlds or times, and the idea of reading a book about the girl who loves her boyfriend but he gets killed and she is left alone, never sounded worth reading, unless that boyfriend was killed by a vampire. Seeing other girls at school carrying those books around made me clutch my copy of "Dealing with Dragons" close to my heart. That's not to say that I don't enjoy a good romance. I even smuggled in Harlequin romance novels to read at night (away from the prying eyes of parents), but they were always "Historical Romances" and were set in far away places that took me as far away from "real life" as possible. And mainly, lets be honest here, I read them for the sex scenes (I was 15, after all). And though I have ventured out into more "issue conscious" fiction since High School, "A Bend in the Road" still seemed like a story NOT right up my alley. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The plot is relatively simple:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Centering around a man, Miles, whose wife, Missy, died in a hit and run car accident 2 years before, Miles works as a sheriff in this small town (of course), but was never able to find the driver of the car. He has been struggling to keep going and raise his son, Jonah, until he meets, Sarah Andrews who brings new life and love to he and Jonah. But &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(SPOILER ALERT)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when Sarah's brother comes forward with new information regarding Missy's death, Sarah and Mile's love and relationship are threatened.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My Thoughts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Okay, judging by my description, you can tell I wasn't all that thrilled with the book, and I think the reason I keep going back to the books I read in high school is because I feel like this is exactly the book that the other girls used to read. The wording, sentence structures, and frequent cliches, make it seem like it was a book written for teenagers or tweens. Maybe that's just the mass market appeal structure I'm seeing, but I felt like I was reading a "dumbed down" style of writing. Damn, now I feel all pretentious, but I guess that's what comes from reading this book. Sigh.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Part of what really bugged me, aside from the writing, was the immense amount of characters "doing the right thing." When Sarah was hiding something about her past from Miles, she hesitated, looked distraught, then "told him the whole story." When Miles isn't sure he should open up about his feelings for Missy and what her death meant to him, he stops then tells Sarah "the whole story." On and on in this book, people are telling each other "everything." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Is this a cheap cop-out Mr. Sparks? Did you just get tired of writing and decide to use this phrase every time!!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay, sorry about that, back to the review.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But aside from the massive amount of "I Statements" and "doing the right thing," all of the sudden, Miles, when he finds out who the "mystery driver, really is, turns into a Crazed Widower Bent on Revenge! Nothing can stop his rage and fury. I half expected him to rip off his shirt, turn green and shout &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Hulk Angry!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Unfortunately for the reader, he doesn't, so it just feels totally weird, and frankly some of the things he did really cheesed me off, including the part when he yelled at Sarah and roughed up some people that didn't need to be roughed up. When he finally does calm down enough to return to Human form though, everyone seems to automatically forgive him, and through some long talks and "sharing of feelings" it all works out in the end. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And one more thing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; did you know that Nicholas Spark's sex scenes pretty much sound like this: &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Then they made love the whole night."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;That's it. More of that descriptive language at work, eh Nick? At one point I completely missed the fact that the characters had even had sex. It went from, "he placed a kiss on her lips," to, "they woke up next to each other." What the Hey!? I had to go back, and find the tiny sentence of "and then they made love all night,” wedged in there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sigh.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My overall opinion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of the book isn't too high, if you could tell. I feel like I should make a t-shirt that says "I read a Nicholas Sparks book and all I got was this crappy t-shirt, which I had to make myself." Oh well, at least I get to cross another entry off my Critical Monkey contest now. :-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SyJ_g5B5rRI/AAAAAAAAAOc/f92u9IUAxO0/s1600-h/Bend.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414029905094094098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SyJ_g5B5rRI/AAAAAAAAAOc/f92u9IUAxO0/s320/Bend.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-2307194535171380024?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/2307194535171380024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=2307194535171380024' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/2307194535171380024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/2307194535171380024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2009/12/bend-in-road-critical-monkey-contest.html' title='A Bend In the Road - Critical Monkey Contest Entry #2'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SyJ_g5B5rRI/AAAAAAAAAOc/f92u9IUAxO0/s72-c/Bend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-2854363049926099422</id><published>2009-11-26T09:28:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T09:37:24.878-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/Sw6fzQdj-FI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/r0JPkr4x0cE/s1600/funny-photo-of-a-turkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 293px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/Sw6fzQdj-FI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/r0JPkr4x0cE/s320/funny-photo-of-a-turkey.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408435905459648594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am so thankful for my life!  I can't imagine one without my family, friends, and all the fun I have everyday.  I hope everyone has a happy and healthy Thanksgiving!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beth :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/spaceball.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-2854363049926099422?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/2854363049926099422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=2854363049926099422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/2854363049926099422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/2854363049926099422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!!'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/Sw6fzQdj-FI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/r0JPkr4x0cE/s72-c/funny-photo-of-a-turkey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-6889884912777570511</id><published>2009-11-19T19:24:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T20:04:11.340-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nick Harkaway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Gone Away World'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Necromancy Never Pays'/><title type='text'>The Gone Away World - Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Thanks to Jeanne at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://necromancyneverpays.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Necromancy Never Pays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;, I've been reading &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Gone-Away-World-Vintage-Contemporaries/dp/0307389073/ref=tmm_pap_title_0"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;The Gone Away World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; by Nick Harkaway.  I'm only about a third of the way through at the moment, but the prose is so unique, and the ideas so exciting, that I really wanted to share two of my favorite quotations so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I made a failed attempt to twitter these earlier tonight, but when I realized that just one of my favorite sections would take up about 5-6 tweets, I gave up and thought I'd update on the blog!  So enjoy, and I'll definitely be posting a review of the novel when I finish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;"What I am about to tell you...may make me sound like a crazy person.  So I need you to remember, to bear in mind very carefully, that I have an IQ of such monstrous proportions that if, for the sake of argument, I were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;totally insane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;--if the palace of my intellect were a scary ivy-covered mansion in Louisiana with peeling paint and dead flowers and a garden full of murdered corpses planted by a man named Jerry-Lee Boudain--I am so much more intelligent than anybody else you will ever meet that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;there would be no way for anyone to tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;"Modern war is distinguished by the fact that all the participants are ostensibly unwilling.  We are swept towards one another like colonies of heavily armed penguins on an ice floor.  Every speech on the subject given by any involved party begins by deploring even the idea of war.  A war here would not be legal or useful. It is not necessary or appropriate. It must be avoided.  Immediately following this proud declamation comes a series of circumlocutions, circumventions and rhetorico-circumambulations which make it clear that we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; go to war, but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;not really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;, because we don't want to and aren't allowed to, so what we're doing is in fact some kind of hyper-violent peace in which people will die.  We are going to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;un-war&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;So far I am highly enjoying this book, although it did take me awhile to fall into the authors rhythm. Now....back to reading!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-6889884912777570511?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/6889884912777570511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=6889884912777570511' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/6889884912777570511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/6889884912777570511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanks-to-jeanne-at-necromancy-never.html' title='The Gone Away World - Update'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-1192933323206014970</id><published>2009-10-12T17:45:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T21:10:34.421-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daniel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zombies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clayton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scary Bush Monster'/><title type='text'>Two Stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Two very interesting things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; to me this weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;A Rescue Mission&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Saturday was Clayton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;s,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; my brother-in-law,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; wedding day, so I dropped Daniel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; at the church for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; some picture taking, and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; tried to decide where to go to spend the next hour. I started to dial his mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;s number when all of the sudden, I noticed that my car seemed to be acting odd. It also appeared that I wasn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;t moving. I looked around and hit the gas, but the car didn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;t budge, then I tried reverse and it stayed stuck. So I jumped out only to realize that my car was stuck in a ditch, and the back driver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;s side wheel was sticking straight up in the air. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I looked around to see if anyone had seen my predicament, and I immediately saw Daniel, Clayton and the rest of the Wedding Party Groomsmen running towards my car. Together they heroically pushed me out of the ditch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; and I went on my merry (and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; embarrassed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;) way. Needless to say, I was the butt of a few jokes for the rest of the day, but I'd like to call it a wedding day miracle. Also, the moral of the story is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; Do not try to dial a cell phone while driving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The Monster in the Bushes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Every fall I buy Mums to decorate my porch, then I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; promptly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; proceed to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; forget to water them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; they die. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Well Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;, determined to be a good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; to my mums, I grabbed a big pitcher of water only to discover that it had rained the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; before, so they were already a bit waterlogged. Unsure of what to do with the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; unneeded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; water, I just threw it in a couple of my bushes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; that is when I heard the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; sound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Mew. Mew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; Such a soft noise, but it was very distinct. My mind started racing. Maybe there was a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; cute cuddly kitten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; in one of my bushes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; I listened for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; sound again, but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; after a few minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; things were still silent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;. I looked around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; the front of the bush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; to see if I could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; get a glimpse of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; the mysterious kitten. By this time, I was getting a little bit wary,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; but I decided to get on my front porch and see if I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; find anything from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; behind the bush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Here kitty kitty kitty kitty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; I cooed a few times, each time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; my head closer to the bushes in question. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Here kitty kitty kitty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Suddenly the bush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; started moving and rustling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; and I dropped my water pitcher,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; screamed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; like I was being attacked by zombies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; ran in my house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; locked the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;After about 10 minutes of heavy breathing and peering through my front window at the bush,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; I called Daniel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; refused to believe me when I told him that there was something living in our bushes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; even&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; had the nerve to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; tell me that it was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; ”just the wind and I needed to stop imagining things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; Well I have news for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Mr. It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;s Just the Wind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; IS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; something living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; bushes and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;s probably some sort of zombie mutant cat that will eventually try to eat our brains. And when that happens, he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;ll be sorry, and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;ll want to tell him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; you so," but I won&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;t because I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;ll be far away in my zombie protection shelter. So take that Daniel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Ummm, but the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; moral of the story is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; Do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;t water your plants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/StOwMWgB1rI/AAAAAAAAAOA/r2Lye9VMs9c/s1600-h/Scary+Bush.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391846905137452722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/StOwMWgB1rI/AAAAAAAAAOA/r2Lye9VMs9c/s200/Scary+Bush.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-1192933323206014970?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/1192933323206014970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=1192933323206014970' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/1192933323206014970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/1192933323206014970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2009/10/two-stories.html' title='Two Stories'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/StOwMWgB1rI/AAAAAAAAAOA/r2Lye9VMs9c/s72-c/Scary+Bush.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-441104005655484850</id><published>2009-10-08T22:16:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T23:01:50.565-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Coming!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So October is my favorite month.  First of all, there is great weather, (present circumstances aside), beautiful scenery, great food (I loves me some chili), and of course, there is HALLOWEEN!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My all time favorite holiday, I love Halloween more than a pig loves shit.  And even though I stole that quote from Julie Powell, it's still true.  Although she was talking about her husband, and not Halloween....but this is serious business here.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Top 5 Things I Love About Halloween:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Making Spooky Food:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  I am always so happy when I get to plan out party food, and no party food makes me happier than "spooky" food.  Why does taco dip taste better if it looks like a spiderweb?  Why do cookies seem a little crunchier when they look like fingers?  One of life's great mysteries I guess.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Trick or Treaters:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; So because Daniel and I haven't squeezed out any little ones yet, that means I don't really get a chance to meet the neighborhood kids, or the adult ones either, for that matter. But on Halloween, my haunted graveyard, multiple jack-o-lanterns, and giant pot of candy draw the kids to my house like zombies to a shopping mall.   So I get my kid fix in for the year, plus my neighbors are reassured that we aren't some crazy childless weirdos.  (Except...we sort of are)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Scary Movies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I absolutely adore scary movies, and I'm not talking about some crappy Torture Porn movie like Saw or Hostel.  I mean, some really well-made tense/frightening/scary films. Poltergeist is my all time favorite Halloween movie, and we've watched it on Halloween for the past 4 years.  For more on this, see my post from last year.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2008/10/movie-time.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Movie Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Costumes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  Ever since I dressed up as Igor in the 3rd Grade, I realized that dressing up was awesome.  And no crappy box costumes for this lady.  The only good costumes are the ones you make by hand.  It doesn't have to be perfect, and it could be made of your old clothes, but as long as you "made" it, it will feel so much more special.  I was a zombie named Betty last year and it was amazing!  She had an entire history, and a very nice (tasting) boyfriend named Steve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My annual Halloween Party!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; The best part about my Halloween party, other than partying it up with all my friends, is that it encompasses all of the above!  Not much in the world better than, being dressed up with my friends, eating spooky food, catching Poltergeist and scaring the trick-or-treaters.  Last year's bash was amazing.  Check out this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://drnik46.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;post from my friend Nikki's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.  I was too lazy to update last year, but she did a great job! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway, just wanted to display this new banner to remind me and everyone else of what's to come! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!-- Begin Code --&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.halloweencountdown.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.halloweencountdown.com/c/hc05.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!-- End Code --&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-441104005655484850?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/441104005655484850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=441104005655484850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/441104005655484850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/441104005655484850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-coming.html' title='It&apos;s Coming!!'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BETH.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046623028135255456.post-3846006566889341101</id><published>2009-09-23T17:28:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T23:38:43.365-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Likeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truman State'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tana French'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kirksville'/><title type='text'>The price.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SsA1ddI603I/AAAAAAAAANw/9laFt7XAOLs/s1600-h/The+Likeness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/SsA1ddI603I/AAAAAAAAANw/9laFt7XAOLs/s200/The+Likeness.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386363934489629554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I finished a really good novel last night.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Tana French's "The Likeness" is the sequel to her earlier novel "In the Woods."  "The Likeness," deals with a murder and an undercover de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;ctive. I won't go too much into the plot so as not to spoil anything, but the general gist of the story involves Cassie, the main character, going undercover into a group of very close friends.  These five friends found a very intimate connection, and have moved into together to form a sort of mismatched family.  As Cassie learns to integrate herself into this "family," there way of life begin to seem more and more appealing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The novel really brought some big ideas to my attention.  At the end of August, I took a tri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;p to Kirksville and Truman State University to do a 5-year college reunion with my close friends.  It was indescribably wonderful.  Buildings had changed, businesses had closed and opened, but the overall atmosphere of the city and school were the same. We wandered aimlessly around the campus and the square.  We haunted our old haunts, and discovered new ones equally enchanting. Every Kirksville food I touched tasted better than I had remembered, the town seemed more lovely and the campus more beautiful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Planning the trip, I had completely expected to feel out of place, to enjoy myself and relive some old times, but that was it.  I had not imagined I would feel so totally at home.  As I looked around, I felt like I had never truly appreciated what had been around me for the four years I lived here.  I could hear the excuses in the back of my head.  There hadn't been enough time in the day, enough money in the bank, enough good weather.  How could I have wasted my time here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;because of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;these small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;inconveniences?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;In the novel, the leader of the group of friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Daniel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; talks about this sense of the "real world" encroaching on his lifestyle:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"I'm not by any stretch of the imagination a hero," he said, "and I don't consider myself to be insane.  I don't think any of the others are either of those things.  And yet I wanted us all to have that chance at freedom..."&lt;br /&gt;"You asked me what I wanted.  I spent a lot of time asking myself the same thing.  By a year or two ago, I had come to the conclusion that I truly wanted only two things in this world: the company of my friends, and the opportunity for unfettered thought."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;After my time at Truman, my mind was equally filled with dreams of what could have been, and returning to the "real world" was a challenge.  The normal and sometimes not so happy details of my life seemed trivial in comparison to the dream life in my head. I know that those dreams are not made to last, as much as I may want them to, and Daniel realizes it too:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"It seemed like such a beautiful idea," he said..."The idea was flawed, of course," he said irritably.  "Innately and fatally flawed.  It depended on two of the human race's greatest myths: the possibility of permanence, and the simplicity of human nature...Our story should have stopped that night with the cold cocoa, the night we moved in: and they all lived happily ever after, the end.  Inconveniently, however, real life demanded that we keep on living."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Maybe that's why the world in "The Likeness" seems so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;inviting, but yet so fragile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.  Th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;roughout the story, the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;grasp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; each other tighter to keep their world afloat, but water always seeps in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; through the cracks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.  Life cannot remain stagnate, no matter how happy the time may be.  &lt;i&gt;"I have always accepted...that there is a price to pay,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;/i&gt; Daniel says. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-us"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The price of a life that stands still, however, is a bit too steep for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3046623028135255456-3846006566889341101?l=jumpysteve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/feeds/3846006566889341101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3046623028135255456&amp;postID=3846006566889341101' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/3846006566889341101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3046623028135255456/posts/default/3846006566889341101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jumpysteve.blogspot.com/2009/09/price.html' title='The price.'/><author><name>Betty (Beth)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01103494513591543887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KcqQIND8oOo/S84YIyP_zXI/AAAAAAAAAWo/605vFEiPHtI/S220/TROLLEY+BE
