<?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-1075906540119478998</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:29:47.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jane of All Trades</title><subtitle type='html'>A little bit of everything.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-8969054974860902365</id><published>2011-09-05T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T12:36:45.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crepes with Seitan, Mushrooms and Spinach in a Cream Sauce</title><summary type='text'>

This was my first attempt at making crepes. I had the help of the Maxim Crepe Maker - a very nifty gadget!  The manual for the crepe maker includes this basic batter recipe, which i used:
Basic BatterThey keep for weeks in the freezer, days in the refrigerator.
Batter can be used immediately. However, an hour or two standing
time will produce slightly more tender crepes. Or, refrigerate batter
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 I started with an old box and an image from an old book on Bulbs.  The box top had been painted white long ago.  I added a new coat. I am going to use the box for storing my silverware (the good stuff).
 I decided to give the whole box a white wash with paint. Then, I used about 10 coats of Mod Podge over several days to adhere and coat the image to the box. The Finished Product!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/5407857360469655027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=5407857360469655027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/5407857360469655027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/5407857360469655027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2011/08/decoupage-flower-box.html' title='Decoupage - The Flower Box'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CwJazST2J60/TlbpNJ4Ct-I/AAAAAAAAASA/INDrdJjjajk/s72-c/flowerbox.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-281290230992475701</id><published>2011-08-03T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T17:21:15.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>People. Gotta Love 'Em.</title><summary type='text'>I don't believe in Fate, but I don't necessarily believe in chance either.  I think these are both both meaningful terms that people have picked.  I think that we all make choices and they lead us down certain paths. And sometimes these paths are finite, or sometimes we can choose them over again.

I'm glad that i'm drunk enough to be talking about how scary it is that my 6 year old cousin </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/281290230992475701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=281290230992475701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/281290230992475701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/281290230992475701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2011/08/people-gotta-love-em.html' title='People. Gotta Love &apos;Em.'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-1532040373967186043</id><published>2011-05-16T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T21:53:16.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crafting: The Turtle Necklace</title><summary type='text'>This one just needed a rewire job.  I also shortened it a little.  Here is the way it looked before:


This is the brand spanking new version (with more wire fixtures and a shiny silver clasp!):
Detail, front and back:  

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</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/932099119063290186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=932099119063290186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/932099119063290186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/932099119063290186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2011/05/crafting-my-first-knot-necklace.html' title='Crafting: My first knot necklace!'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--o5y78drT_E/TdCzK-jcacI/AAAAAAAAARI/zNLQXoSGIHs/s72-c/IMG_0014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-7662501152312381824</id><published>2011-05-07T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T16:33:22.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An incomplete beginning to something...</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0         false   false   false                             MicrosoftInternetExplorer4   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; 
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That's me in the middle.  We are mapping the exposed bones in the ground  using a 1 x 1 meter square grid and sketching it onto a large piece of  paper also </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/6408940021930026830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=6408940021930026830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/6408940021930026830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/6408940021930026830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2011/04/jane-of-all-trades-paleontologist.html' title='Jane of all Trades: Paleontologist'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZkaHbtXAgR0/Ta5PLX1JV0I/AAAAAAAAAP4/aLoMh8ircR4/s72-c/slothfieldphoto_halfsize.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-3224834105627162242</id><published>2011-04-12T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T21:54:24.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Before Photoshop or "Don't Fuck With Me, I know How to Use Paint Shop Pro...the free version"</title><summary type='text'>



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*Cleaned up with Photoshop

 
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Dr. Joss Avery arrived at the meeting early to set up his presentation on the Omnibus Project.  “Omni,” as he liked to call it, was the pinnacle of his career as a genetic engineer.  It was so significant to the future of humanity that he wasn’t allowed to talk about it with anyone holding less than a level 5 security clearance.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/3166556134253350703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=3166556134253350703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/3166556134253350703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/3166556134253350703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2011/04/omnibus-project.html' title='The Omnibus Project'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K7s2e_Pnr4U/TaMcgBHPQlI/AAAAAAAAAPI/qNrWwLQYQe0/s72-c/mushroom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-603129288167988920</id><published>2011-02-26T00:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T20:44:07.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that I do instead of posting to this Blog.</title><summary type='text'>First of all.. sorry.  Second of all... deal with it.

This is one of my World of Warcraft characters.. in goggles. Which was a special item needed for a quest.  I like goggles, so i screen captured this.

I love this beer so much I wish I could legally marry a beer.  I came up with this slogan and feel that Stone Brewing Co. should pay me for how much I endorse their product.  I made this with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/603129288167988920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=603129288167988920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/603129288167988920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/603129288167988920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2011/02/resignation-rise-of-nations.html' title='Things that I do instead of posting to this Blog.'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A6EOxFLYDnc/TZ6JWO5_v0I/AAAAAAAAAO8/ha-l4zqQi8U/s72-c/allesannia+in+goggles.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-1044695054462099879</id><published>2011-02-19T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T19:21:29.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jane Says:</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes I feel real bad about life, sometimes I suffer inside to the point where I can understand how people want to die.  But sometimes, I feel like I haven't suffered enough.  I haven't hit bottom yet.

So I drink too much, I smoke, I do drugs, I engage in reckless behavior...I challenge danger and spit in his face - taunting, hoping he'll hit me back, hard, knocking me to the ground all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/1044695054462099879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=1044695054462099879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/1044695054462099879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/1044695054462099879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2011/02/jane-says.html' title='Jane Says:'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-5195369163523549888</id><published>2011-02-15T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T21:33:59.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poems from Jane's Diary:</title><summary type='text'>

12/2/09
A heart of glass within a wall of stone;
I offer the sledge hammer freely.
Deconstruction.
Each stone is regrown from my tears.






 2/14/11
So many thoughts, so little time.
But are they worth writing down?
By the time I pick up a pen, they are barely a memory.
Feelings are fleeting, changing like ocean waves.
To write them is futile.
Ideas are nice, but are any of mine original?
I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/5195369163523549888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=5195369163523549888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/5195369163523549888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/5195369163523549888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2011/02/poems-from-janes-diary.html' title='Poems from Jane&apos;s Diary:'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f2vcVEd9BjM/TVtHffiXyOI/AAAAAAAAAOw/-H1lu64Aykg/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-2895220881456600052</id><published>2011-01-05T00:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T00:15:43.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Venting.</title><summary type='text'>I'm unhappy is an understatement. I guess I don't feel like I have anywhere I can truly express what's inside my head.  I can't be completely honest anywhere, not even here.  I lost a friend last year.  She deleted me from her Facebook.  THAT'S how people do it nowadays, I guess.  She called me an asshole on Facebook.  Fuck Facebook.  At least she sort of told me that she thought I was a jerk and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/2895220881456600052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=2895220881456600052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/2895220881456600052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/2895220881456600052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2011/01/venting.html' title='Venting.'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-1291474321395292847</id><published>2011-01-03T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T23:38:12.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy F-ing New Year.</title><summary type='text'>I am not making "resolutions".  I am going to keep it real.  This is how it feels on the cusp of 2011:

I feel like a giant black hole opened up and swallowed my apartment, I have an internet cable to connect with the world at large, a cell phone for emergencies, but...THAT'S IT.

I am wondering how to respond to people who keep saying, "You don't have a TV?" and looking at me like I'm from the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/1291474321395292847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=1291474321395292847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/1291474321395292847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/1291474321395292847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-f-ing-new-year.html' title='Happy F-ing New Year.'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-6625676341397484307</id><published>2010-11-23T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T19:15:47.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superpowers</title><summary type='text'>Superpowers
I become invisible when I stand too close to a man.
I can double my weight in a matter of seconds… in my own self-image.
I shoot a sticky substance out of my heart that attaches to men.. and scares them away.

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I COULD live my life better.  I COULD spend less money on food and alcohol. Especially alcohol; But I don’t.  For one thing, I can’t always help the way I feel and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/6625676341397484307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=6625676341397484307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/6625676341397484307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/6625676341397484307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2010/11/superpowers.html' title='Superpowers'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-5194972047234814273</id><published>2010-11-16T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T20:55:11.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts after watching…</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0         false   false   false                             MicrosoftInternetExplorer4   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt; 
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When these dotted lines come together, relationships are formed and meaning is created.  I enjoy</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/790479196407620539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=790479196407620539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/790479196407620539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/790479196407620539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2010/10/interconnectivity.html' title='Interconnectivity'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xfjhpQIhJsM/TMsHf8udJSI/AAAAAAAAAOg/nqPvMmmZZMw/s72-c/PDVD_010.BMP' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-9080707894350336634</id><published>2010-07-18T23:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T23:52:28.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Punches Thrown while Police Look On, An Insect Receives Last Rites</title><summary type='text'>9/5/07

Punches Thrown while Police Look On, An Insect Receives Next-to-Last Rites

I raised my glass of Merlot and sipped to the beginning of my second movie for the night: A Streetcar Named Desire.  There was a flowery smudge on the wine glass just next to the first capital letter of the winery where I bought it.  I never noticed that before.  Was there a previously unnoticed flower appliqué on</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/9080707894350336634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=9080707894350336634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/9080707894350336634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/9080707894350336634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2010/07/punches-thrown-while-police-look-on.html' title='Punches Thrown while Police Look On, An Insect Receives Last Rites'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-1098387493896679856</id><published>2010-07-18T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T23:36:33.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What to Do (Old essay from 2005)</title><summary type='text'>8/30/05

I can’t seem to figure out what I want or what I want to do.  I want to do everything, but it doesn’t seem like I’m qualified to do anything.

I feel as if I don’t do anything important.  My field is interesting, my job is boring most of the time, but neither of them is really significant in the world.  If archaeologists disappeared forever, I think people would be fine.  I want to do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/1098387493896679856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=1098387493896679856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/1098387493896679856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/1098387493896679856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-to-do-old-essay-from-2005.html' title='What to Do (Old essay from 2005)'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-8927069884065179153</id><published>2010-06-27T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T21:28:12.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>News Headlines (essay from August, 2002)</title><summary type='text'>There’s never any new news.  It seems every time I read a set of headlines, I’m hearing the same old story again and again.  “Police swab protesters eyes with pepper spray” or “America attacks: should we go to war with so and so?”  Well, I’ll tell u what.  The headlines are the same because nothing new is happening in the world.  We are repeating history, again and again, because we haven’t </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/8927069884065179153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=8927069884065179153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/8927069884065179153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/8927069884065179153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2010/06/news-headlines-essay-from-august-2002.html' title='News Headlines (essay from August, 2002)'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfjhpQIhJsM/TCg8tX6BolI/AAAAAAAAAOA/kyLzokRfKic/s72-c/flag.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-1949417891989541682</id><published>2010-06-22T23:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T21:29:20.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Obsession Confession (older post)</title><summary type='text'>
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ABOUT ME:
I strive for simplicity in my daily life.  I don't want too many possessions and I want to limit my impact on the planet.  That being said, I need complexity to feel satisfied sometimes such as with food and drink, a movie or a book.  I love getting new things (even used things that are new to me) and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/6667163680085576310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=6667163680085576310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/6667163680085576310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/6667163680085576310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2010/06/random-thoughts-about-me.html' title='Random Thoughts: About Me'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-5852292743764950479</id><published>2010-05-24T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T16:24:01.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Soap Box: Rand Paul Watch Out!</title><summary type='text'>This is just a rant, not even a particularly well researched one.  But to set the stage I will tell you what I think I know:
Rand Paul (son of Ron Paul) won the Republican Senate primary last week in Kentucky.  He is considered to be a Libertarian-leaning "Tea Party" republican.  Take whatever out of that you will.  Over the weekend, on the radio, I listened to him speak in sound bytes and be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/5852292743764950479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=5852292743764950479' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/5852292743764950479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/5852292743764950479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2010/05/is-just-rant-not-even-particularly-well.html' title='On the Soap Box: Rand Paul Watch Out!'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xfjhpQIhJsM/S_s7gMT93sI/AAAAAAAAAMo/ivX247ifF0s/s72-c/Republican-US-Senate-Cand-006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-143236778877701111</id><published>2010-05-15T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T14:57:10.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Secret Garden of the French Revolution</title><summary type='text'>
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One Man's Scenic Route is Another Man's Deathtrap 
June 24, 2007

I work at a job where they are tearing up the hillside, but at least they have good reason, right?  I realize that the work will straighten a winding road where too many accidents occur - is that really worth destroying so much nature? 

My first impulse was to remember how radically I once</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/951234872475628713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=951234872475628713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/951234872475628713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/951234872475628713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2010/04/repost-from-my-now-defuct-myspace-blog.html' title='One Man&apos;s Scenic Route is Another Man&apos;s Deathtrap'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xfjhpQIhJsM/S9o9tyg2t5I/AAAAAAAAALo/CORxl8vpL68/s72-c/IMG_0289.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-8870124884693107413</id><published>2010-04-29T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T19:10:27.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Welcome Mat - A Poem</title><summary type='text'>Don't throw out that worn welcome mat.  It remembers the feet of those who have satat your garden bench or dinner table,helping you when you were not able.For friends have come and friends have goneand that path worn thin recalls their song.
9/1/07</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/8870124884693107413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=8870124884693107413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/8870124884693107413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/8870124884693107413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2010/04/welcome-mat-poem.html' title='The Welcome Mat - A Poem'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xfjhpQIhJsM/S9o7elL9YwI/AAAAAAAAALg/VBFGT_P-pW0/s72-c/welcome+boat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-9144953630770833526</id><published>2010-04-23T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T16:29:37.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Housekeeping</title><summary type='text'>I just went back through EVERY SINGLE post and updated broken picture links and things.  Some of the older content changed minutely in order to fix these issues.

I want to start a blog that deals with issues of Food Politics, but I know I don't keep this one up to date, so before I go jumping off a cliff I'm coming home for a while to regroup.  My goal is to post more regularly even at the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/9144953630770833526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=9144953630770833526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/9144953630770833526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/9144953630770833526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2010/04/housekeeping.html' title='Housekeeping'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xfjhpQIhJsM/S9ItQYNwoZI/AAAAAAAAALY/NV_ps89gFDQ/s72-c/ZSAEz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-617519836495215381</id><published>2010-02-12T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T00:58:45.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not fat, I'm just big-brained</title><summary type='text'>Did you know that:    * 1 out of 8 adolescent girls reported starving themselves to lose weight    * 40% of moms tell their adolescent daughters to diet and 45% of these girls are of average weight    * 81% of 10 year old girls are afraid of being fat    * 51% of 9 and 10 year old girls feel better about themselves if they are on a diet    * More than 2/3 of women ages 18-25 would rather be mean </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/617519836495215381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=617519836495215381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/617519836495215381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/617519836495215381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-not-fat-im-just-big-brained.html' title='I&apos;m not fat, I&apos;m just big-brained'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xfjhpQIhJsM/S9FR7hDLv7I/AAAAAAAAALQ/BWbC0Lp9ynM/s72-c/3150914914_7acc83ebf8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-507764311250565823</id><published>2010-01-28T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T23:46:11.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Politics</title><summary type='text'>I guess I'd never make a good politician because I like life to be simple. And I like things to work.  And I like honesty, even when it's hard to hear.  And I believe in making a difference, even in the tiniest and most insignificant of ways.  And I have hope for the future.  And I believe that 99.99% of humans are just reacting to the life they were born into and that I would have ended up in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/507764311250565823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=507764311250565823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/507764311250565823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/507764311250565823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2010/01/politics.html' title='Politics'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-7878423607480784303</id><published>2009-12-03T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T23:06:05.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem - Dec. 1, 2009</title><summary type='text'>WE PREFER PSEUDONYMS TO REALITY -RELATING TO PEOPLE BY WAY OF T.V.FLASHBACK TO MY FAVORITE EPISODEBUT NO ONE ELSE HAS SEEN IT,SO I GUESS I'M ON MY OWN.OUT OF WORDS, WE JUST USE SOMEONE ELSE'S.VICARIOUS LOVE AND HATE 'TILL WE'RE SENSELESS.THINK FOR OURSELVES HAS BECOME SO CLICH&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0         false   false   false                             </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/7878423607480784303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=7878423607480784303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/7878423607480784303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/7878423607480784303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2009/12/poem-dec-1-2009.html' title='Poem - Dec. 1, 2009'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xfjhpQIhJsM/SxizWje206I/AAAAAAAAALI/s3gD72z63FI/s72-c/barcode.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-6993390980300392867</id><published>2009-09-07T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T12:45:31.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Floating</title><summary type='text'>Life is like... life.  There's nothing else like it, as far as I know.  And it's confusing and weird and awesome and shitty all at the same time.  Without the bad we wouldn't appreciate the good.  I guess I just feel like my life is in such a state of transition right now that I don't know how I feel.  I got used to a reality that was quite comfortable in many ways, although it was stagnant and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/6993390980300392867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=6993390980300392867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/6993390980300392867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/6993390980300392867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2009/09/floating.html' title='Floating'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-611880322011206176</id><published>2009-04-19T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T15:11:25.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Circuit Disconnected</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0         false   false   false                             MicrosoftInternetExplorer4   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     &lt;![endif]--&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/611880322011206176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=611880322011206176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/611880322011206176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/611880322011206176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2009/04/circuit-disconnected.html' title='Circuit Disconnected'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-8134308344063667621</id><published>2009-03-18T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T20:36:35.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boxes</title><summary type='text'>We all live in a box that we create. It is built upon our thoughts and feelings and ultimately our world view. You know how your 5th grade best friend turned into an enemy in 6th grade? And maybe she was a different ethnic background than you.  The logical conclusion for many children that young is to blame the "outward" characteristics of a person, like ethnicity, and not see the fact that maybe</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/8134308344063667621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=8134308344063667621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/8134308344063667621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/8134308344063667621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2009/03/boxes.html' title='Boxes'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-4578266520253940021</id><published>2009-02-18T13:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T13:19:30.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Potato and Corn Chowder</title><summary type='text'>Last night I made soup and this is approximately what happened:6-8 med Potatoes1 can Corn2 large carrots1/4 cup onion1 tsp. garlic3 bay leaves9 cups veggie "chicken style" stock1 crown of broccoli1 whole Anaheim chiliabout a cup of soy milk1 tsp dried Thymeloads of freshly ground pepper.I boiled potatoes and carrots first, drain water and measure in 9 cups of fresh water.  Then add the rest of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/4578266520253940021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=4578266520253940021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/4578266520253940021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/4578266520253940021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2009/02/potato-and-corn-chowder.html' title='Potato and Corn Chowder'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-7028286087220792152</id><published>2009-02-18T13:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T13:12:23.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook</title><summary type='text'>So I have been having some issues with the fact that I wanted Facebook to be a place where I could ACTUALLY keep in touch with people and be myself (to whatever degree that's possible on the internet) but in the end people continue to add request me and then completely ignore me online. And you could say that I don't want to be real (or be vulnerable) around people who don't actually have any </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/7028286087220792152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=7028286087220792152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/7028286087220792152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/7028286087220792152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2009/02/facebook.html' title='Facebook'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-3123188705830280280</id><published>2009-01-31T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:52:45.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pet Peeves - Language</title><summary type='text'>I think the English Language, as used by the average American, is slowly turning into an incoherent combination of acronyms, abbreviations, and nonsense slang.  I've begun to cringe every time I hear hip media people say things like "merch" and "va-ca" (merchandise and vacation, for those lucky enough to be unfamiliar with said "words"). When I was a kid I got scolded for saying "Mickey D's" </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/3123188705830280280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=3123188705830280280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/3123188705830280280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/3123188705830280280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2009/01/pet-peeves-language.html' title='Pet Peeves - Language'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-2774184048977713386</id><published>2009-01-13T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T22:31:45.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee Anxiety</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0         false   false   false                             MicrosoftInternetExplorer4   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     &lt;![endif]--&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/2774184048977713386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=2774184048977713386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/2774184048977713386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/2774184048977713386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2009/01/coffee-anxiety.html' title='Coffee Anxiety'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-3101910675962611980</id><published>2008-12-11T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T23:05:42.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled Narrative, 3/28/07</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0         false   false   false                             MicrosoftInternetExplorer4   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     &lt;![endif]--&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/3101910675962611980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=3101910675962611980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/3101910675962611980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/3101910675962611980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2008/12/untitled-narrative-32807.html' title='Untitled Narrative, 3/28/07'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xfjhpQIhJsM/SUH9Sfa_A0I/AAAAAAAAAKM/Na0Me5qPqZA/s72-c/FISH8.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-4599392242224686248</id><published>2008-08-29T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T10:49:22.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Work - Update</title><summary type='text'>Just an update on what I've been doing at work!(Above) A crocodile relative from the Jurassic Period (older than T. rex), found in Fruita, Colorado.  I have to use a microscope and small tools to expose the bone from the dirt. This specimen will be pedastalled - bones exposed but left in the matrix.This is a caudal (tail) vertebra from Thomas the T. rex which I completely prepared in the lab. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/4599392242224686248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=4599392242224686248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/4599392242224686248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/4599392242224686248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2008/08/work-update.html' title='Work - Update'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xfjhpQIhJsM/SLgzqBmDi4I/AAAAAAAAAGs/b09eLhOljHk/s72-c/Fruita.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-3142016204714437568</id><published>2008-07-09T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T22:37:41.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update</title><summary type='text'>I wanted to assure you that I'm still here, still breathing...still alive.  I had hoped to spend more time here after getting a new computer, but I have been dealing with some issues and haven't had a lot "to say" about stuff. I will say this: I have started a personal journal to deal with my issues (depression, anxiety, etc.) and hopefully I will be able to work some things out without going to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/3142016204714437568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=3142016204714437568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/3142016204714437568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/3142016204714437568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2008/07/quick-update.html' title='Quick Update'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-6547757084224626945</id><published>2008-06-26T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T23:19:33.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When I was 8 years old, I wanted to be Madonna.</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/6547757084224626945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=6547757084224626945' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/6547757084224626945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/6547757084224626945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='When I was 8 years old, I wanted to be Madonna.'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xfjhpQIhJsM/SGSGcDBuNuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/-Kitq0G627U/s72-c/me+and+madonna.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-5654167505689342154</id><published>2008-05-01T21:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T21:36:58.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Computer. Hiatus.</title><summary type='text'>I'd like to say I've been too busy saving lives and planting trees or feeding the hungry and cleaning up polluted water ways.  But, no - alas - I have been working and my computer is so slow that it is starting to run backwards. So, I have had to take a short hiatus from all my  adoring fans (all three of you, I thank you) and I just wanted to tell you that I have ordered my new computer!  I will</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/5654167505689342154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=5654167505689342154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/5654167505689342154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/5654167505689342154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2008/05/computer-hiatus.html' title='Computer. Hiatus.'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-9034686637838505547</id><published>2008-03-14T09:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T16:19:02.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Tibet - Boycott the 2008 Beijing Olympics</title><summary type='text'>The people of Tibet want China to allow them autonomy. People all over the world support the Tibetan people's right to this freedom but the Chinese government won't budge.  During the Beijing Olympics, many protests were held, including ones along the path of the Olympic torch.
 http://www.telegraph.co.uk/sport/othersports/olympics/2516008/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/9034686637838505547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=9034686637838505547' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/9034686637838505547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/9034686637838505547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2008/03/free-tibet-boycott-2008-beijing.html' title='Free Tibet - Boycott the 2008 Beijing Olympics'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-1167831013729679043</id><published>2008-03-09T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T21:40:28.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Job - Part 2.1</title><summary type='text'>I've been gainfully employed now for a month and one week and for the most part I am enjoying it. The work itself is a lot of hands on work with fossils; so far I've worked on Triceratops, T-Rex, and most recently Phytosaur (pre-dinosaur) material.  This Phytosaur was originally recovered and reconstructed in the 30s using a terracotta clay to connect the few sections of actual bone together. It </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/1167831013729679043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=1167831013729679043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/1167831013729679043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/1167831013729679043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-job-part-two.html' title='The New Job - Part 2.1'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xfjhpQIhJsM/R9YM_tQlQLI/AAAAAAAAAGU/20Qa26o2x1c/s72-c/phytocollage.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-6277748156604525724</id><published>2008-02-15T08:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T08:43:23.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calling All Words!</title><summary type='text'>I started a list of my favorite words (on the left of the screen) and I'd appreciate more suggestions. This list is intended to host words in the English Language that are underused or under appreciated and conjure up some kind of unusual feeling or imagery or are just plain fun to say.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/6277748156604525724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=6277748156604525724' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/6277748156604525724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/6277748156604525724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2008/02/calling-all-words.html' title='Calling All Words!'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-6904935433077553258</id><published>2008-02-05T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T22:46:21.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jane of All Coats</title><summary type='text'>I just gave away my vintage faux leopard coat to an old friend.  I hadn't even looked at it or thought about it in months, but when I got it out and inspected it and hung it up to air out, I admired it and thought, "what the hell am I doing? I'll never find another leopard coat this good".  But, I had already promised it away and I didn't wear it anymore and it's the kind of special coat that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/6904935433077553258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=6904935433077553258' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/6904935433077553258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/6904935433077553258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2008/02/jane-of-all-coats.html' title='Jane of All Coats'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xfjhpQIhJsM/SYVFLxUEb8I/AAAAAAAAALA/FfKrkDeAQPs/s72-c/2000HalloweenLeann2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-1610582119163270996</id><published>2008-02-05T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T20:23:26.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Messing with DNA</title><summary type='text'>I'd like you to peruse the article below and just offer comments on that, if you have them, but I also want to add a few thoughts.  So go read the article and come back.  Seriously - at least browse it and then come back.---------------------"We are not trying to alter genes, we're just trying to swap a small proportion of the bad ones for some good ones," said Patrick Chinnery.- Isn't swap </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/1610582119163270996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=1610582119163270996' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/1610582119163270996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/1610582119163270996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2008/02/messing-with-dna.html' title='Messing with DNA'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-1275452224979708963</id><published>2008-02-03T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T11:44:32.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Job - Part One -</title><summary type='text'>I've been unemployed since September 2007 and will finally rejoin working society tomorrow at a new job.  I'm excited because it's a job I really want - working with fossils at the Natural History Museum.  But I'm also having the usual bit of nerves because starting a new job and a new routine is a change and that's always stressful.  But I'm so ready to make this jump forward and it is quite </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/1275452224979708963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=1275452224979708963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/1275452224979708963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/1275452224979708963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-job-part-one.html' title='The New Job - Part One -'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-7913512092610394746</id><published>2008-01-09T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T23:15:27.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought Bubbles</title><summary type='text'>So I don't know what I want to do for a job, so what?  I mean, I've never been one of those people who had their whole life mapped out in front of them anyways. Last night, I was thinking about what it was like growing up and how I was always in this uncomfortable place, both physically and mentally.  I've had chronic anxiety since about fifth grade (age 10), only I didn't know that's what it was</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/7913512092610394746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=7913512092610394746' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/7913512092610394746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/7913512092610394746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2008/01/thought-bubbles.html' title='Thought Bubbles'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-227118597519018791</id><published>2008-01-09T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T14:58:04.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2007 Yule - Gifts</title><summary type='text'>


   Split Pea, Etcetera Soup

   
  
   Contains:Split   PeasRed   LentilsJasmine   RiceWheat   BerriesVegetable   Broth PowderFenugreek   PowderBay   Leaves   Recommended   Preparation:Combine   contents of jar with 3 jars of water in a stock pot and bring to a boil for   several minutes.  Reduce to medium-low   heat and partially cover for about 45 minutes to 1 hour.  Regularly check the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/227118597519018791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=227118597519018791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/227118597519018791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/227118597519018791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2008/01/2007-yule-gifts.html' title='2007 Yule - Gifts'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xfjhpQIhJsM/R4Uq7XW6zSI/AAAAAAAAAE8/y5TIhSuKCi4/s72-c/soup+jars+stacked.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-5180484436761509497</id><published>2008-01-09T11:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T15:35:00.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 Photo Calendar</title><summary type='text'>Handbound with string, photographed, designed and printed myself on 8 1/2" x 11" heavy weight bright matte paper.Below is a sample of the photographs inside:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/5180484436761509497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=5180484436761509497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/5180484436761509497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/5180484436761509497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008-photo-calendar.html' title='2008 Photo Calendar'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xfjhpQIhJsM/R4UjfHW6zRI/AAAAAAAAAE0/weJpWIHATXo/s72-c/IMG_0013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-6238716881472391752</id><published>2008-01-05T00:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T01:05:23.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Crafting</title><summary type='text'>In addition to my wreath, I made many gifts this year.  I think my pièce de résistance was the 2008  calendar I designed and printed using my own photographs.  I hope to sell a few of those and hopefully I will get some more images of it up soon.If you would like to purchase an authentic hand-bound calendar, I am asking $10 plus shipping (U.S. only).  I can customize it to include a few of your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/6238716881472391752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=6238716881472391752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/6238716881472391752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/6238716881472391752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2008/01/holiday-crafting.html' title='Holiday Crafting'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-5350421190394259105</id><published>2007-12-14T00:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T00:35:40.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest Holiday Craft Project - The Wreath</title><summary type='text'>I decided to make my own wreath this year from Rosemary I have been growing in the back yard for the past few years. I also collected the pine cones this past year. Since I've never made a wreath before, I kept it simple. I hope others enjoy it too!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/5350421190394259105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=5350421190394259105' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/5350421190394259105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/5350421190394259105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2007/12/latest-holiday-craft-project-wreath.html' title='Latest Holiday Craft Project - The Wreath'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_xfjhpQIhJsM/R2JAUXW6zQI/AAAAAAAAAEs/qPwU-zLvFnU/s72-c/wreath.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-2895033113365091214</id><published>2007-12-10T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T12:03:17.088-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chain of Thoughts</title><summary type='text'>I've found it difficult to sit down and write lately.  The dark feelings I've been experiencing have been a weight on my spirit.  It's a lonely place and it's hard to explain what, where, or how.Now that my head is once again peaking up above the clouds, maybe I can express a few thoughts.I've been feeling angry, bitter, hostile, sad, numb and frustrated; but not typically at the same time. I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/2895033113365091214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=2895033113365091214' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/2895033113365091214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/2895033113365091214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2007/12/chain-of-thoughts.html' title='Chain of Thoughts'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-3332137981560551975</id><published>2007-12-10T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T11:18:19.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Crafts</title><summary type='text'>These are examples of some crafts I've done recently.  The one on the left was the prototype (of my kitty).  The one on the right is for my cousin and her new baby.   Awwwww</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/3332137981560551975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=3332137981560551975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/3332137981560551975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/3332137981560551975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-crafts.html' title='Christmas Crafts'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xfjhpQIhJsM/R12QcIH5_EI/AAAAAAAAAEM/szO-7R4RTFI/s72-c/crafts_pics.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-821362889320383316</id><published>2007-12-02T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T23:20:37.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jane's Parents - A True Story</title><summary type='text'>Let me tell you a story about Jane*.One day Jane visited her parents to help out around the house.    By the time she arrived, her parents were already worked up into their usual apathetically insane frenzy of miscommunication.  Her mom had the whole day planned out - in her head, of course - without bothering to share this plan with anyone else.   So by the time Jane figured out which direction </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/821362889320383316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=821362889320383316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/821362889320383316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/821362889320383316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2007/12/janes-parents-true-story.html' title='Jane&apos;s Parents - A True Story'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-5460177345188236782</id><published>2007-11-23T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T15:34:05.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Giving</title><summary type='text'> 


 Thanksgiving has past and now there is this tiny gap until Christmas where I can relax and not prepare for something. To be honest, having something to prepare for was quite enjoyable because I planned things out and made lists and followed the plan - and didn't stress.





I really enjoyed decorating my Thanksgiving dinner tables (because this was my first year as hostess). Hosting a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/5460177345188236782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=5460177345188236782' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/5460177345188236782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/5460177345188236782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2007/11/thanks-giving.html' title='Thanks Giving'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-4352107177926829141</id><published>2007-11-09T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T12:55:43.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiku; Perception of Others</title><summary type='text'>The calm black waterholds the pale yellow moon lightand then lets it go.For just one momentnight water reflects moon lightsoft pale yellow, good-bye.These were written sometime in early 2007.  They were inspired by a painting my aunt made.I think I enjoy the painting because it doesn't "look" like something my aunt would paint.We've had recent conversations about how she comes off to some people </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/4352107177926829141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=4352107177926829141' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/4352107177926829141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/4352107177926829141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2007/11/haiku.html' title='Haiku; Perception of Others'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-2564190684734165310</id><published>2007-11-07T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T17:45:41.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cauliflower and Sweet Potato Soup</title><summary type='text'>I threw this together the other night and it was one of the best soups I've ever made.  The amounts are approximate and I'll add more notes on specific ingredients at the end.Cauliflower and Sweet Potato Soup- 1-2 whole carrots, sliced- 2-3 pieces of celery, chopped- 3 bay leaves, whole- 1/3 of a large onion, chopped (I used a Maui sweet onion)- 2-3 cloves garlic, minced- 1 large sweet potato, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/2564190684734165310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=2564190684734165310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/2564190684734165310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/2564190684734165310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2007/11/cauliflower-and-sweet-potato-soup.html' title='Cauliflower and Sweet Potato Soup'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xfjhpQIhJsM/R0d7m-IszpI/AAAAAAAAAD8/P0q4EGqZS6Q/s72-c/herbsachet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-3319487778452323698</id><published>2007-11-06T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T16:44:01.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Title Collage</title><summary type='text'>I spent...geez, about 8 hours putting that collage at the top of the page together.  It is almost completely comprised of my own photos.  The Buddha statue and the space background are not my creations. It serves as a partial replacement for the typical "about me" section that these web pages usually provide.I'd appreciate any feedback on it. Thanks,annie1kenobe</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/3319487778452323698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=3319487778452323698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/3319487778452323698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/3319487778452323698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2007/11/title-collage.html' title='The Title Collage'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-265758426904137372</id><published>2007-11-05T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T16:38:00.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fears and Phobias</title><summary type='text'>I was afraid to look out the window at night until a few years ago because once, when I was 9 or 10, I saw a face in my grandparent's kitchen window. After waking the entire house up with my scream, it turned out to be an oddly shaped planter on a window shelf.It's interesting how we pick up phobias or irrational fears of things along our journey through childhood. I've had the following </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/265758426904137372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=265758426904137372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/265758426904137372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/265758426904137372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-was-afraid-to-look-out-window-at.html' title='Fears and Phobias'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xfjhpQIhJsM/Ry7auh9u7WI/AAAAAAAAAA0/zRZ5s9yIY74/s72-c/IMG_0311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-6332882206584364796</id><published>2007-11-03T23:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T15:45:57.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:Wumpscut:</title><summary type='text'>:Wumpscut: is probably one of my top 5 favorite bands (a few others high on the list are Skinny Puppy, Front 242, and Depeche Mode).

If you like Electronic, Industrial, or Gothic music you may have heard of them.  If not, a good place to sample their sound is at  vampirefreaks.com.

Most bands sell the typical merchandise along with albums such as posters, buttons, patches, stickers, etc.

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/feeds/6332882206584364796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1075906540119478998&amp;postID=6332882206584364796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/6332882206584364796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1075906540119478998/posts/default/6332882206584364796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annie1kenobe.blogspot.com/2007/11/test-2.html' title=':Wumpscut:'/><author><name>Annie 1 Kenobe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1075906540119478998.post-93006317142523554</id><published>2007-11-03T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T15:37:51.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Blog Ever</title><summary type='text'>I finally decided to break down and start a blog because I have a lot of thoughts about the world and it would be nice to put them in one place.

So this space is not specifically about any one topic because I am not about one topic. 

I am a fountain of otherwise useless information, a strict generalist, an anthropologist, a Jane of all Trades.



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