<?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-8943593</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:18:54.162-06:00</updated><category term='nostalgia'/><category term='moments'/><category term='mail'/><category term='Boulder Theatre'/><category term='finance'/><category term='list'/><category term='airplane'/><category term='movies'/><category term='comedy'/><category term='Family'/><category term='books'/><category term='DVDs'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='Criminial Minds'/><category term='Harry Potter'/><category term='Boulder'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='winter'/><category term='photos'/><category term='kittens'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='PostSecret'/><category term='library'/><category term='pool'/><category term='summer'/><category term='NaNoWriMo'/><category term='travel'/><category term='errands'/><category term='dancing'/><category term='spring'/><category term='Random Jack of Kindness'/><category term='bowling'/><category term='national news'/><category term='political'/><category term='concert'/><category term='hearing'/><category term='New Mexico'/><category term='bomber'/><category term='correspondence'/><category term='Rockies'/><category term='Kerri'/><category term='driving'/><category term='work'/><category term='humor'/><category term='9/11'/><category term='baseball'/><category term='weather'/><category term='Tulowitzki'/><category term='meme'/><category term='Nicholas Brendon'/><category term='excercise'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='storytelling'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='Colorado'/><category term='music'/><category term='games'/><category term='goals'/><category term='improv'/><category term='dream'/><category term='Leap Day'/><category term='Mitch'/><category term='theater'/><category term='blizzard'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='Texas'/><category term='introspection'/><category term='housekeeping'/><category term='Girlzoot'/><category term='fire'/><category term='Santa Fe'/><category term='autumn'/><category term='Shaych'/><category term='food'/><category term='live music'/><category term='entertainment'/><category term='history'/><category term='Charlie'/><category term='Balloon Festival'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='dentist'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='vote'/><category term='TJ'/><category term='Fringe Festival'/><category term='health'/><category term='writing'/><category term='Mom'/><category term='Cabaret Diosa'/><title type='text'>Dancing Star</title><subtitle type='html'>“One must still have chaos in oneself to be able to give birth to a dancing star.” – Nietzsche</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>237</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-3214769725745928076</id><published>2009-05-05T21:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T12:39:23.803-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pelican spotting</title><content type='html'>This evening I went out for another bike ride, under US 36 and up Olde Wadsworth, down 92nd and back over US 36 to 104th.  The weather was beautiful, sunshine and blue skies, and the trails were smooth (except the spot going up Olde Wads where the construction kind of took over the path).  My bike doesn't like the hills (don't laugh) and won't stay in gear on a steeper hill, even with my thumb on the gear shift.  Oh well, it works most of the time and I'm getting out - next year I'll get a new bike in the spring once I figure out exactly what I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were winding along the trail, we rode between two rivers (well irrigation ditches really but still) and then by two ponds.  One of the ponds had a bunch of ducks and geese and one lone pelican.   We stopped for a few minutes to watch and he (or she) got shy and swam behind the small peninsula in the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have my camera, but next time I'll get pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-3214769725745928076?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/3214769725745928076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=3214769725745928076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/3214769725745928076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/3214769725745928076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2009/05/pelican-spotting.html' title='Pelican spotting'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-8977254931699101102</id><published>2009-04-23T21:19:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T12:39:37.554-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Book &amp; Lover's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC2iGFrA8CQ/SffIMBVoVSI/AAAAAAAABrg/rMy63LN3uJY/s1600-h/P4231208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC2iGFrA8CQ/SffIMBVoVSI/AAAAAAAABrg/rMy63LN3uJY/s400/P4231208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329948792859415842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was Book &amp;amp; Lover's Day, my annual book buying adventure that I spend with a friend and a stack of books.  This year's treasures are to the left.  My plan is to read them by this time next year...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-8977254931699101102?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/8977254931699101102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=8977254931699101102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/8977254931699101102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/8977254931699101102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2009/04/book-lovers-day.html' title='Book &amp; Lover&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NC2iGFrA8CQ/SffIMBVoVSI/AAAAAAAABrg/rMy63LN3uJY/s72-c/P4231208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-8581915691784790745</id><published>2009-04-20T21:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T21:18:00.968-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Outback adventures</title><content type='html'>The last few times I've gone out on adventure with Riley, we went exploring in the open space just north of my house.  The first couple times, the late afternoon sun sparkled on the irrigation water and a light breeze blew the short and tall grasses.  Riley, both on leash and off, was a trooper, following or leading, sniffing and exploring, and having a good time jumping over the waters, getting lost in the high grass, and following the other little dog that joined us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, after all the vast quantities of snow and rain, we went snow-shoeing around my front yard and over into the open space.  Riley Dog followed the trail we blazed and got soaking wet needing a brisk toweling when we got back in the house.  I had so much fun tromping through the heavy wet snow and climbing on the snow banks left by the snow plows.  Both me and Riley needed a nap when we got home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-8581915691784790745?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/8581915691784790745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=8581915691784790745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/8581915691784790745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/8581915691784790745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2009/04/outback-adventures.html' title='Outback adventures'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-7473838257790772053</id><published>2009-03-28T20:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T20:43:19.710-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Addition</title><content type='html'>Monday night, my cousin brought me her dog, a papillon.  I'm going to take care of him for a while until things settle out in her life.   After she and the little miss left, Riley relaxed a bit and stayed very close to me.  I had to work Tuesday and left Riles with my two cats, one of which had taken a distinct dislike to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other cat, Alec, couldn't care less.  I had really worried about his reaction since when I brought Deke home he flipped his lid.  Actually, Alec was the calmest of all four of us.  When Riley came up to bed, Alec looked at him and then looked at me as if to shrug.  Apparently I've lost the ability to surprise him (which is kinda funny since I just changed his food to help him lose weight on Sunday).  He's still calm, sitting about 4 feet from the dog right now and not caring a bit (but wanting the rest of his supper).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few days, Riley did stand up to Deke and growled at him when Deke batted him from behind the chair.  No blood has been shed, only a few feelings hurt, but now everyone piles into the bed (which is way warmer than before - hoping come summer the puppy and/or kitties will want to sleep downstairs where it's cooler - or maybe I will...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, we got some snow.   I don't know the actual count, but it was several inches, enough to close my office.  I got to stay home with the boys and work from the dining room table.  It was pretty cool.  Friday we had a delayed start and I even strapped on my snow cleats (StabilIcers) and took the dog for a walk, which he enjoyed immensely.  He's getting to know the neighborhood, which door is home and where to turn when we get to a certain point in our walks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still getting used to mornings in my house, walking the dog, feeding all 3 boys &amp;amp; myself, and getting myself clean and presentable for work all in an hour.  The new feeding schedule for Alec has also changed how I feed both cats. Deke decided he liked the Rx food, too, so I had to put it up when I leave in the morning. Deke has food available all day on a high up spot where only he can get to, but I'm measuring it now so I know he's eating.  Deke has also expressed a lot of interest in Alec's wet food so tomorrow I'm going to go get some small dishes and some cans of wet food for Deke so he gets some, too (even Riley gets wet food).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So although it doesn't seem like a big change, my immediate family has grown by one and I'm learning all sorts of things about him, my own boys (one of which is now a "middle child") and even myself.  I like routines, I like my mornings, and yet, I can embrace change.  Every day is an adventure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-7473838257790772053?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/7473838257790772053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=7473838257790772053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/7473838257790772053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/7473838257790772053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-addition.html' title='New Addition'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-1907444779853328329</id><published>2009-03-21T19:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T21:15:42.379-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Adventures</title><content type='html'>This morning, I took Deke and Alec to the vet.  This was an adventure for all of us.  I closed off the upstairs so no one could get under the bed and I crated each of them up (Deke hates the box, that's all I can say).  I faced them toward each other in the back seat and drove them over to the animal hospital.  After examination, testing and shots, everyone was pronounced healthy (with Alec's teeth and weight being the exceptions to this).  I left with two cats, new tags, Rx diet kitty food (dry and wet) and a kitty toothbrush and paste (which I still have to figure out).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 12:30, Jeff came over and we took a ride on my bike with its new tubes and liners (which we got at the beginning of the month - before we hiked up to Standley Lake).  Jeff packed my bike next to his in the truck and we went to the water treatment plant to start our ride.  Back in December, we started there as well and went west, today we rode east. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a beautiful day, sunny but cool, and we rode under I-25 and over to EB Rains Jr Memorial Park in Northglenn.  By the time we got back, we'd ridden 5 miles and gone about 12 mph at the fastest.  It was a lot of fun, different from the tandem riding but really fun.  I climbed into the truck a bit sore and we talked about what we could do to fix that (besides buying a new bike).  Once we were back at my place, Jeff dismantled the saddle and pushed it back to give me some room and he had the right allen wrench to loosen the handle bars and raise them about half an inch.  I used the regular monkey wrench and attached the kick stand I got at the bike shop (when we got the tires fixed).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a bite to eat and some ice water, I went down in the crawl space to examine the ground.  The neighbor to the north had had some issues with broken pipes and I thought I should check though I hadn't had any issues myself.  Everything is hunky dory in the crawl space (spiders notwithstanding).  Jeff, meanwhile, started hanging the Silk banner he had gotten out of the to be tossed pile at the office.  I helped with holding the appropriate colored tacks and making him laugh.  Oh and moving the car (it's on the ceiling of the garage - looks awesome!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the banner was up, I asked one last favor.  I had taken measurements of my front patio area but something was off and I couldn't make the numbers jibe.  Jeff, my trusty Stanley rule, and I remeasured the patio area, found my two mistakes, and gave me a head rush or two.   We also walked around the neighborhood to see what other homeowners had done with their patio areas, some have concrete poured, pavers, or decks.  I'd like a deck, but I think well laid pavers will be a more economical choice.  Jeff graciously agreed to help once everything is approved by the HOA.  My buddy Robin at work has already offered to help me with the planning (she loves construction projects).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my current indulgence of watching a couple of episodes of Monk before bed is, in my mind, well earned after all my adventures today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-1907444779853328329?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/1907444779853328329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=1907444779853328329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/1907444779853328329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/1907444779853328329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2009/03/saturday-adventures.html' title='Saturday Adventures'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-6170598163332310825</id><published>2009-02-28T20:13:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T20:44:26.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Saturday</title><content type='html'>Got out of the shower to the doorbell ringing this morning, not unexpectedly, but early.  After getting dressed and letting him in, Jeff joined me for a nice long walk through some open space near my house, up Big Dry Creek trail, past the Bald Eagle habitat (we actually saw one flying - amazing), and under 120th at Federal Blvd.  On the way back, I got to see two prairie dogs cheer for me; jumping up with their arms out and shouting "Whee" or "Yay" or something equally exuberant.  Happy little fellows.  Just before we got back to the car, we saw two coyotes that were hunting prairie dogs in the brush.  With the recent local news about coyote attacks, I was glad to stay as far away as we started from them, but these looked healthy and relatively well fed (which I took to mean perfectly happy to stay away from me, too).  Still, I was very glad to have Jeff along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our hiking adventure, we went to Costco for shopping adventure (got some various stuff, including some Forever stamps) then to Lowes to get a replacement doorbell (which was broken much to my bewilderment).  Now it's replaced with an identical doorbell (that works), and Jeff can ring it to his heart's content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the hike,  I wandered down memory lane with my most recent memory of SPAM, mostly due to Jeff's desire to see SPAM at Costco.  I regaled him with stories about "the food of never having to eat again" and other various and assundry tales about the old HLII mud I used to play with my friends many MANY moons ago.  Ah, those were... interesting... times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I tried out a new pattern I found for crocheting &lt;a href="http://www.tamemymind.com/blog/2008/02/08/tworow-granny-square-pattern-for-patchwork-quilt-picture-afghans.php"&gt;tiny granny squares&lt;/a&gt; which turned out very well (my first trys are usually ripped out and started over at least once).  I made one solid square and one two color square and I liked how they both turned out.  Now I have to get creative and make some (or find some) patterns for them and I'll be set.  Oh and I also got a bunch of chennille type yarn for making scarves at BigLots of all places.  Fun stitchery times ahead for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-6170598163332310825?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/6170598163332310825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=6170598163332310825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/6170598163332310825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/6170598163332310825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2009/02/beautiful-saturday.html' title='Beautiful Saturday'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-1814217841059640908</id><published>2009-02-22T11:57:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T12:09:30.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold Weather Crocheting</title><content type='html'>It snowed Friday night, as I was finishing up with a blanket I'm making for my young cousin.  Since then, I've been out to the garage more times than I can count, getting more yarn and colors and trying to find a new (relatively easy) blanket pattern to make.  I think I found one in a former co-worker's crocheting magazine from the early 90s; though I had to look up how to make a popcorn stitch.  That, and I'm modifying it to make it a lap blanket instead of a baby blanket.  Not that I'm giving up my waves blankets (which I love making), just wanted to try something different.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found the cutest flowers that I decided to make and stitch onto the aforementioned blanket I made for Caity.  I've got a skein of yellow left over from that project so I'm making over a dozen little 1 1/2 inch flowers to decorate the pink stripes on the blanket.  Oh, and I'm making two 'doll' blankets, and although Caity doesn't really play with dolls, her T-Rex and African Dog will be warm and flowered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-1814217841059640908?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/1814217841059640908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=1814217841059640908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/1814217841059640908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/1814217841059640908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2009/02/cold-weather-crocheting.html' title='Cold Weather Crocheting'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-9174679885195258364</id><published>2009-01-17T13:42:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T13:48:37.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivation</title><content type='html'>We had our first writing group of the year at my house today (after a mishap on the ice - banged up my knee).  We talked about writing, looked at some old journals (some very old) and discussed motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What motivates your characters?  Why do they do what they do?  Making the writing about the characters makes for more interesting and more unique writing (not just rehashing something that has been written before and probably better).  I've been thinking about writing more lately, not to push it (though I want to finish NaNo 2007 to be printed and 2008 cuz it was a cool story).  I'm going to work on motivation (both my characters and my own). Inject some fresh perspective. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I'm going to get a cheeseburger (sorry Smashburger) for lunch and take another handful of ibuprofen.  And watch some NetFlix.  But never fear, I will get some writing done - even if it's just writing about everyone's motivation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-9174679885195258364?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/9174679885195258364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=9174679885195258364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/9174679885195258364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/9174679885195258364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2009/01/motivation.html' title='Motivation'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-6507701196641325221</id><published>2008-12-27T22:06:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T00:19:30.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Update</title><content type='html'>We had Christmas dinner for my family at my house this year.  Mom came up several times to set up the table and decorate and help spiff up the house for the big event.  The menu consisted of a bevy of appetizers (including my favorite beefy dip on rosemary olive oil Triscuits), holiday candies, walnut and cranberry salad, roast beef, ham, potato leek au gratin with Gruyere cheese, green beans with almonds, pumpkin bread, banana bread, and of course pie (pecan and pumpkin).  And I think we could have fed twice as many people and still had leftovers.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a lovely evening, my family liked my new house (this was the first official entertainment, although Jeff was officially my first and only guest up till now).  My brilliant cousin K came in from Brazil (she's a principal of an international private school) after a harrowing experience with the airlines (she spent the night in Dulles airport before catching a plane to Denver, effectively skipping her side trip to Montreal).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, we went up to my Aunt's house for sandwiches and fish chowder (which was excellent).  Little Miss had a showing of Wall-E for me and Mom, which was at times very sweet and very sad.  I snapped pics of Little Miss and her Auntie K in their matching hats (you can guess who made them).  It was fun, and relatively low key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, walking and playing in the freezing cold.  Had fun swinging and sliding with Jeff behind the camera.  Still coming home wobbly in the knees, but getting better and having fun.  Got a picture of some sort of &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/arcadiajoy/3143577978/in/set-72157611759910452/"&gt;hawk&lt;/a&gt; and saw a couple of flocks of geese flying over (no pics of those).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-6507701196641325221?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/6507701196641325221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=6507701196641325221' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/6507701196641325221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/6507701196641325221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/12/holiday-update.html' title='Holiday Update'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-5715491765166144679</id><published>2008-12-06T17:53:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T18:07:03.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Party Tonight!</title><content type='html'>Wow, it's December and it's getting on toward the holiday season.  Mom apparently had 3 Christmas parties this week alone!  One of them is going to be my work party tonight, and I'm waiting for my nails to dry (yes and typing at the same time, I'm strange that way).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a good day, Jeff came over this morning and we went walking in the neighborhood and ended up walking about 4 miles.  He brought a little yappy dog (I love terriers!) and she was very well behaved and had a great time chasing ice chunks we kicked down the path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm tired, but I know more about my neighborhood than I did before (including where the nearest recycling center is!)  Not bad for a Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok time to go shower and do my hair.  Then I'm going to eat and drink just a little too much and enjoy the party.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-5715491765166144679?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/5715491765166144679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=5715491765166144679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/5715491765166144679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/5715491765166144679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-party-tonight.html' title='Christmas Party Tonight!'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-1813441187429522510</id><published>2008-11-16T17:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T17:25:17.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not giving up</title><content type='html'>Ok, I'm really, REALLY behind on NaNoWriMo this weekend.  I haven't written nearly anything I should have in the past several days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not giving up.  I'm considering resetting my goals, but still working to finish the story.  Whatever it may turn out to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-1813441187429522510?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/1813441187429522510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=1813441187429522510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/1813441187429522510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/1813441187429522510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/11/not-giving-up.html' title='Not giving up'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-2439371999427634476</id><published>2008-11-14T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T18:50:09.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All or Nothing?</title><content type='html'>If you love someone, let them go.  If they come back they're yours.  If they don't, they never really were in the first place.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if this is true; it seems counterintuitive.  But I definitely am trying to let go, to take a step or two back and just breathe. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It's hard, though.  It feels like I have a hole in my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-2439371999427634476?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2439371999427634476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=2439371999427634476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/2439371999427634476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/2439371999427634476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/11/all-or-nothing.html' title='All or Nothing?'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-5314913373117282169</id><published>2008-11-09T15:51:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T16:01:33.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[W]hy do they always teach us that it's easy and evil to do what we want and that we need discipline to restrain ourselves?  It's the hardest thing in the world--to do what we want.  And it takes the greatest kind of courage.  I mean what we really want.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fountainhead, Ayn Rand&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-5314913373117282169?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/5314913373117282169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=5314913373117282169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/5314913373117282169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/5314913373117282169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-do-they-always-teach-us-that-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-7866432145514652248</id><published>2008-11-07T23:01:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T23:04:07.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NaNoWriMo week 1</title><content type='html'>Ok, this week has been a bit rough and I'm paying for it now in my wordcount.  Here's the plan, I'm getting up early to write, and going to write.  Going to bed later, after writing.  Thinking about the novel and the plot and my characters, and not other things I cannot control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds good, sounds like a plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I can stick to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-7866432145514652248?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/7866432145514652248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=7866432145514652248' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/7866432145514652248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/7866432145514652248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/11/nanowrimo-week-1.html' title='NaNoWriMo week 1'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-5914788641558925372</id><published>2008-10-26T22:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T22:01:46.952-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One minute you’re waiting for the sky to fall &lt;br /&gt;The next you're dazzled by the beauty of it all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing worth having comes without some kind of fight &lt;br /&gt;Got to kick at the darkness 'til it bleeds daylight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lovers in a Dangerous Time - Barenaked Ladies&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-5914788641558925372?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/5914788641558925372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=5914788641558925372' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/5914788641558925372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/5914788641558925372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-minute-youre-waiting-for-sky-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-4287360228043575904</id><published>2008-10-24T22:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T01:03:55.472-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope and perspective</title><content type='html'>For all the world, the stars aligned and everything fit perfectly.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfection isn't possible, not for me, though I continually strive for it.  I know that in my mind, but my heart often feels different and that if just I could reach that perfection I would be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not about being happy, it's not about having everything fit, but it is about my heart.  I want to say it is fresh and unblemished, but like everyone, I've been hurt, I've opened myself and been turned aside.  I've not said things I should say, things I feel and things I mean, deeply in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if my silence made you leave&lt;br /&gt;Then that would be my worst mistake&lt;br /&gt;So I will share this room with you&lt;br /&gt;And you can have this heart to break&lt;br /&gt; - Billy Joel "And So It Goes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My regrets are few, but all have to do with what I have not done, not what I chose to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My deepest hope is to share my love with someone who loves me back.  He does love me.  Where this ends is anyone's guess, but I have hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-4287360228043575904?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/4287360228043575904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=4287360228043575904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/4287360228043575904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/4287360228043575904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/10/hope-and-perspective.html' title='Hope and perspective'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-2413823826129449606</id><published>2008-10-12T13:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T13:46:28.925-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When in joy, energy swirls&lt;br /&gt;chaotic and divine&lt;br /&gt;to capture fleeting moments&lt;br /&gt;of ecstasy, contentment&lt;br /&gt;more agonizing&lt;br /&gt;than spilling blood as ink&lt;br /&gt;when in despair&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-2413823826129449606?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2413823826129449606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=2413823826129449606' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/2413823826129449606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/2413823826129449606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-in-joy-energy-swirls-chaotic-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-3609897166869054936</id><published>2008-10-11T07:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T08:00:44.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Change in the weather</title><content type='html'>So it's rained last night, and my furnace came on for the first time in the new house.  I'm wrapped up on one of my blankets and am thinking strongly of crawling back into bed under my warm down comforter.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the crocheting bug last night and started a new project with a new stitch.  So far it's turning out very nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to my newest mix and it's making me smile.  Buddy Holly, Alanis, Dixie Chicks, and many others making a special space in my environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kittens are tussling, too early for that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-3609897166869054936?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/3609897166869054936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=3609897166869054936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/3609897166869054936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/3609897166869054936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/10/change-in-weather.html' title='Change in the weather'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-2122078554325930672</id><published>2008-09-25T09:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T10:20:59.355-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another quiz or two</title><content type='html'>Couldn't resist... got the quiz bug I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Political Profile:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howliberalorconservativeareyouquiz/politics.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall: 45% Conservative, 55% Liberal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social Issues: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal Responsibility: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiscal Issues: 75% Conservative, 25% Liberal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethics: 0% Conservative, 100% Liberal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defense and Crime: 100% Conservative, 0% Liberal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howliberalorconservativeareyouquiz/"&gt;How Liberal Or Conservative Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Driving Says About You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoesyourdrivingsayaboutyouquiz/car.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are generally an easy going, laid back person. However, you can't help but feel a little jealous and competitive sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a fairly aware person, but you can't help but make judgment errors from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to think you're a fair person, but you occasionally think you deserve a special kind of justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can be a rather tense, grouchy person - but you try to maintain your dignity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the utmost respect for authority figures. You feel that rules - and their enforcement - are important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are somewhat focused, but you are also a bit scatterbrained. Distractions can get you in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very responsible and conscientious person. You often consider the feelings and needs of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ego is a healthy size. You don't think you're more important than anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourdrivingsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Driving Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-2122078554325930672?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2122078554325930672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=2122078554325930672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/2122078554325930672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/2122078554325930672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-quiz-or-two.html' title='Another quiz or two'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-2462490632333348169</id><published>2008-09-24T21:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T22:08:42.677-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking Quizzes</title><content type='html'>Long day cleaning and unpacking.  Taking some time to poke around on the intarweb and take some quizzes.  Interesting results...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the autumn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Autumn Test Results&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/theautumnquiz/autumn.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a dynamic, vibrant person. You aren't afraid to pursue your passions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are happiest, you are calm. You appreciate tradition and family. You enjoy feeling cozy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be afraid of change. You are never ready for things to be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You find solitude to be the most comforting thing in the world. Being alone with your thoughts feels very peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal day is active and full. You like to keep busy with your favorite things, and you appreciate a routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very impatient. You spend more time waiting for something than actually enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/theautumnquiz/"&gt;The Autumn Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the upcoming national election, I thought I'd take a few political quizzes.  The next two are parody items, just for fun but I couldn't resist taking both...  Obviously I'm 20% something else... hrm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 8% Republican&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howrepublicanareyouquiz/republican-1.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have anything in common with the Republican party, it's by sheer chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a staunch liberal, and nothing is going to change that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howrepublicanareyouquiz/"&gt;How Republican Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 72% Democrat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howdemocratareyouquiz/democrat-4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a good deal of donkey running through your blood, and you're proud to be liberal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't fit every Democrat stereotype, but you definitely belong in the Democrat party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howdemocratareyouquiz/"&gt;How Democrat Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a relationship quiz to round out the day: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your True Love Is a Cancer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsignisyourtruelovequiz/cancer.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you'll love a Cancer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cancer's loyal and sincere heart makes your own sensitive heart melt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caring and devoted, a Cancer will take the lead in pursuing you - and not give up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why a Cancer will love you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're laid back enough to deal with Cancer's little mood swings and freak-outs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fellow homebody, you know how make Cancer comfortable and at home with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsignisyourtruelovequiz/"&gt;What Sign Is Your True Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-2462490632333348169?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2462490632333348169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=2462490632333348169' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/2462490632333348169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/2462490632333348169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/09/taking-quizzes.html' title='Taking Quizzes'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-2538030649542515127</id><published>2008-09-20T22:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T22:55:15.240-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Move Update</title><content type='html'>Well, it was a very successful day moving.  Glender and DJ came over while Clark and I were filling up his truck.  (GirlZoot did not make it due to her busy schedule but I'm looking forward to perhaps seeing her tomorrow).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ran one run over then I headed out to pick up my car with the dolly in it (didn't drive after my cocktails last night).  We had lunch and DJ took off to his regularly scheduled weekend.  Glender, Mom, Clark, and I went down into the basement (crawl space really) to check out the insulation situation (on walls but not on ceiling.  I got the cash for Glender I owed her, and she helped us load up Clark's truck and Mom's car again before leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After several more loads, Clark and I are much better acquainted (I rode with him as navigator each trip and helped load and unload) and the apartment looks mostly moved except the major furniture and some odds and ends (kitchen stuff, food in fridge, freezer and pantry, bike, cleaning supplies, etc).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drywall in the garage has been repaired and the cabinets look amazing in the garage and the medicine cabinet is installed.  Whoot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It appears that most of my stuff (except the furniture, will fit in the garage as a launch zone.  The furniture moves on Monday and the freezer arrives Tuesday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun fun fun!  I'm so excited!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-2538030649542515127?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2538030649542515127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=2538030649542515127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/2538030649542515127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/2538030649542515127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/09/move-update.html' title='Move Update'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-6654585085798336096</id><published>2008-09-20T07:56:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T08:10:52.262-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The big move</title><content type='html'>Today starts a marathon of moving in my world.  Well, actually, last night did, when after a few cocktails for me, Clark and I put together two sets of industrial shelves and moved two other shelves (the latter with Mom's help) to fill out my shelving needs.  Whee, I've got a ton of storage space now, and will fill it before the day is through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Clark's coming back to help move the rest of the garage and small items out of my apartment.  He will be joined by my faithful friends Glender and DJ, with a possible cameo appearance by GirlZoot.  Mom already has snacks and sandwich fixings at the new place and we're raring to go.  Except that I'm currently still in my PJs waiting for the dry wall dude to show up.  Cabinet man never showed.  He said call if it was a no go, so we didn't call. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, Toni and Ange, two of my bowling buddies, are going to come over and bat cleanup for any remaining stuff.  Amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday the movers come and bring the furniture and books, and any other large heavy things (like the TV, which I suppose is sort of furniture, but sort of not).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neways, exciting days ahead. Once moved, we've got the old apartment to clean, then all the boxes to UNpack after we so carefully packed them.  Fun times all around.  Luckily I have the entire week off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Wednesday, I've decided we're going bowling in the evening.  Just to get out of the house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-6654585085798336096?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/6654585085798336096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=6654585085798336096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/6654585085798336096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/6654585085798336096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/09/big-move.html' title='The big move'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-8797991923893149833</id><published>2008-09-15T07:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T07:09:00.954-06:00</updated><title type='text'>O Frabjous Day!</title><content type='html'>Today's the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm signing on my new home and I have two pens ready, one that's comfy and the other if they need blue ink.  Ok, so I'm a pen dork. but hey, whatever gets you through the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, after I've signed my life away, I will be a homeowner.  Next great adventure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-8797991923893149833?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/8797991923893149833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=8797991923893149833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/8797991923893149833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/8797991923893149833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/09/today.html' title='O Frabjous Day!'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-518599769640040422</id><published>2008-08-10T10:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T10:17:00.650-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyrics in my head</title><content type='html'>Tequila Makes Her Clothes Fall Off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said I’m going out with my girlfriends&lt;br /&gt;Margaritas at the Holiday Inn&lt;br /&gt;Oh have mercy, my only thought&lt;br /&gt;was tequila makes her clothes fall off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her put an extra layer on&lt;br /&gt;I know what happens when she drinks Patron&lt;br /&gt;Her closet’s missing half the things she’s bought&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, tequila makes her clothes fall off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She’ll start by kicking out of her shoes&lt;br /&gt;lose an earring in her drink&lt;br /&gt;leave her jacket in a bathroom stall&lt;br /&gt;drop a contact down the sink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Them pantyhose ain’t gonna last too long&lt;br /&gt;if the DJ puts Bon Jovi on&lt;br /&gt;she’s might come home in a table cloth&lt;br /&gt;yeah, tequila makes her clothes fall off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can handle any Champaign brunch&lt;br /&gt;Bridal shower with Bacardi punch&lt;br /&gt;Jell-o shooters full of Smirnoff&lt;br /&gt;But tequila makes her clothes fall off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She’ll start by kicking out of her shoes&lt;br /&gt;lose an earring in her drink&lt;br /&gt;leave her jacket in a bathroom stall&lt;br /&gt;drop a contact down the sink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She don’t mean nothing she’s just having fun&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow she’ll say oh what have I done?&lt;br /&gt;Her friends will joke about the stuff she lost&lt;br /&gt;yeah, tequila makes her clothes fall off&lt;br /&gt;oh, tequila makes her clothes fall off&lt;br /&gt;Oh, tequila makes her clothes fall off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-518599769640040422?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/518599769640040422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=518599769640040422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/518599769640040422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/518599769640040422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/08/lyrics-in-my-head.html' title='Lyrics in my head'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-2557515221750432484</id><published>2008-08-09T10:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T10:17:14.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good luck in Brooklyn, boys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/arcadiajoy/2747040870/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3036/2747040870_295882e53e_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/arcadiajoy/2747040870/"&gt;NY Cake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/arcadiajoy/"&gt;Arcadiajoy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tuesday, Shaych and Valium left Colorado for their next adventure in New York. Sunday, they had a little soirée at Rumba in Denver. The picture is from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck, boys! Not that you need it, you've always made your own luck. I'll miss you both! Until I can get back there for a visit.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-2557515221750432484?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2557515221750432484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=2557515221750432484' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/2557515221750432484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/2557515221750432484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/08/good-luck-in-brooklyn-boys.html' title='Good luck in Brooklyn, boys!'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3036/2747040870_295882e53e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-18639800847779908</id><published>2008-07-29T22:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T22:08:35.382-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick hello</title><content type='html'>Been busy running around looking at houses.  I'll update when I have more info, but having fun in a kind of scary, hair flying in my face kind of way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Good Omens&lt;/span&gt; by Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman.  Fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got this whole stream of consciousness going but nothing coming out on screen so I'm signing off.  G'night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-18639800847779908?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/18639800847779908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=18639800847779908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/18639800847779908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/18639800847779908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/07/quick-hello.html' title='Quick hello'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-4335392996837489458</id><published>2008-07-09T23:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T21:01:47.100-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Canyon Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JRle3_R2fJM"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JRle3_R2fJM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girlzoot showed me Ritch Shydner probably 10 years ago and I loved this bit.  Just found it on YouTube.  Love me some YouTube...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-4335392996837489458?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/4335392996837489458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=4335392996837489458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/4335392996837489458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/4335392996837489458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/07/canyon-man.html' title='Canyon Man'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-8573014759168291408</id><published>2008-06-28T00:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T00:47:24.729-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>From Ian:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.neabigread.org/"&gt;The Big Read&lt;/a&gt;, an initiative by the National Endowment for the Arts, has estimated that the average adult has only read 6 of the top 100 books they’ve printed. How do you do?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1) Look at the list and bold those you have read.&lt;br /&gt;2) Italicize those you intend to read.&lt;br /&gt;3) Underline the books you LOVE.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pride and Prejudice&lt;/span&gt; - Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;2 &lt;strong&gt;The Lord of the Rings&lt;/strong&gt; - JRR Tolkien&lt;br /&gt;3 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jane Eyre&lt;/span&gt; - Charlotte Bronte&lt;br /&gt;4 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Harry Potter series&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - JK Rowling&lt;br /&gt;5 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;To Kill a Mockingbird&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Harper Lee&lt;br /&gt;6 &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The Bible&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Wuthering Heights - Emily Bronte&lt;br /&gt;8 &lt;strong&gt;Nineteen Eighty Four&lt;/strong&gt; - George Orwell&lt;br /&gt;9 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;His Dark Materials &lt;/span&gt;- Philip Pullman&lt;br /&gt;10 Great Expectations - Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;11 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Little Women&lt;/span&gt; - Louisa M Alcott&lt;br /&gt;12 Tess of the D’Urbervilles - Thomas Hardy&lt;br /&gt;13 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Catch 22 &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Joseph Heller&lt;br /&gt;14 &lt;strong&gt;Complete Works of Shakespeare&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rebecca &lt;/span&gt;- Daphne Du Maurier&lt;br /&gt;16 &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Hobbit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; - JRR Tolkien&lt;br /&gt;17 Birdsong - Sebastian Faulks&lt;br /&gt;18 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Catcher in the Rye&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - JD Salinger&lt;br /&gt;19 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Time Traveller’s Wife&lt;/span&gt; - Audrey Niffenegger&lt;br /&gt;20 Middlemarch - George Eliot&lt;br /&gt;21 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gone With The Wind&lt;/span&gt; - Margaret Mitchell&lt;br /&gt;22 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Great Gatsby&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - F Scott Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;23 Bleak House - Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;24 War and Peace - Leo Tolstoy&lt;br /&gt;25 &lt;strong&gt;The Hitch Hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy&lt;/strong&gt; - Douglas Adams&lt;br /&gt;26 Brideshead Revisited - Evelyn Waugh&lt;br /&gt;27 Crime and Punishment - Fyodor Dostoyevsky&lt;br /&gt;28 Grapes of Wrath - John Steinbeck&lt;br /&gt;29 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Alice in Wonderland&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Lewis Carroll&lt;br /&gt;30 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Wind in the Willows&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Kenneth Grahame&lt;br /&gt;31 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anna Karenina&lt;/span&gt; - Leo Tolstoy&lt;br /&gt;32 David Copperfield - Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;33 &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chronicles of Narnia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; - CS Lewis&lt;br /&gt;34 Emma - Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;35 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Persuasion &lt;/span&gt;- Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;36 &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; - CS Lewis&lt;br /&gt;37 The Kite Runner - Khaled Hosseini&lt;br /&gt;38 Captain Corelli’s Mandolin - Louis De Bernieres&lt;br /&gt;39 Memoirs of a Geisha - Arthur Golden&lt;br /&gt;40 &lt;strong&gt;Winnie the Pooh&lt;/strong&gt; - AA Milne&lt;br /&gt;41 &lt;strong&gt;Animal Farm&lt;/strong&gt; - George Orwell&lt;br /&gt;42 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Da Vinci Code&lt;/span&gt; - Dan Brown&lt;br /&gt;43 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One Hundred Years of Solitude&lt;/span&gt; - Gabriel Garcia Marquez&lt;br /&gt;45 The Woman in White - Wilkie Collins&lt;br /&gt;46 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Anne of Green Gables &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- LM Montgomery&lt;br /&gt;47 Far From The Madding Crowd - Thomas Hardy&lt;br /&gt;48 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Handmaid’s Tale&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Margaret Atwood&lt;br /&gt;49 Lord of the Flies - William Golding&lt;br /&gt;50 Atonement - Ian McEwan&lt;br /&gt;52 &lt;strong&gt;Dune&lt;/strong&gt; - Frank Herbert&lt;br /&gt;53 Cold Comfort Farm - Stella Gibbons&lt;br /&gt;54 Sense and Sensibility - Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;55 A Suitable Boy - Vikram Seth&lt;br /&gt;56 The Shadow of the Wind - Carlos Ruiz Zafon&lt;br /&gt;57 A Tale Of Two Cities - Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;58 &lt;strong&gt;Brave New World&lt;/strong&gt; - Aldous Huxley&lt;br /&gt;59 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Mark Haddon&lt;br /&gt;60 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love In The Time Of Cholera&lt;/span&gt; - Gabriel Garcia Marquez&lt;br /&gt;61 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Of Mice and Men&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - John Steinbeck&lt;br /&gt;62 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lolita&lt;/span&gt; - Vladimir Nabokov&lt;br /&gt;63 The Secret History - Donna Tartt&lt;br /&gt;64 The Lovely Bones - Alice Sebold&lt;br /&gt;65 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Count of Monte Cristo&lt;/span&gt; - Alexandre Dumas&lt;br /&gt;66 &lt;strong&gt;On The Road&lt;/strong&gt; - Jack Kerouac&lt;br /&gt;67 Jude the Obscure - Thomas Hardy&lt;br /&gt;68 Bridget Jones’s Diary - Helen Fielding&lt;br /&gt;69 Midnight’s Children - Salman Rushdie&lt;br /&gt;70 Moby Dick - Herman Melville&lt;br /&gt;71 Oliver Twist - Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;72 Dracula - Bram Stoker&lt;br /&gt;73&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The Secret Garden&lt;/span&gt; - Frances Hodgson Burnett&lt;br /&gt;74 Notes From A Small Island - Bill&lt;br /&gt;75 Ulysses - James Joyce&lt;br /&gt;76 The Bell Jar - Sylvia Plath&lt;br /&gt;77 Swallows and Amazons - Arthur Ransome&lt;br /&gt;78 Germinal - Emile Zola&lt;br /&gt;79 Vanity Fair - William Makepeace Thackeray&lt;br /&gt;80&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Possession&lt;/span&gt; - AS Byatt&lt;br /&gt;81 A Christmas Carol - Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;82 Cloud Atlas - David Mitchell&lt;br /&gt;83 The Color Purple - Alice Walker&lt;br /&gt;84 The Remains of the Day - Kazuo Ishiguro&lt;br /&gt;85 Madame Bovary - Gustave Flaubert&lt;br /&gt;86 A Fine Balance - Rohinton Mistry&lt;br /&gt;87 &lt;strong&gt;Charlotte’s Web&lt;/strong&gt; - EB White&lt;br /&gt;88 The Five People You Meet In Heaven - Mitch Albom&lt;br /&gt;89 Adventures of Sherlock Holmes - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle&lt;br /&gt;90 The Faraway Tree Collection - Enid Blyton&lt;br /&gt;91 Heart of Darkness - Joseph Conrad&lt;br /&gt;92 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Little Prince&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Antoine De Saint-Exupery&lt;br /&gt;93 The Wasp Factory - Iain Banks&lt;br /&gt;94 &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watership Down&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; - Richard Adams&lt;br /&gt;95 A Confederacy of Dunces - John Kennedy Toole&lt;br /&gt;96 A Town Like Alice - Nevil Shute&lt;br /&gt;97 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Three Musketeers&lt;/span&gt; - Alexandre Dumas&lt;br /&gt;98 &lt;strong&gt;Hamlet&lt;/strong&gt; - William Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;99 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Charlie and the Chocolate Factory&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Roald Dahl&lt;br /&gt;100&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Les Miserables&lt;/span&gt; - Victor Hugo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-8573014759168291408?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/8573014759168291408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=8573014759168291408' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/8573014759168291408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/8573014759168291408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/06/from-ian-big-read-initiative-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-3199782535639344889</id><published>2008-06-07T22:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T22:38:24.164-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Caught myself</title><content type='html'>Caught myself agreeing with a series of people on a series of unimportant things this week.  And I didn't actually agree with them, I just said I did.  I hate that, slinking back into that safe cave where everyone likes me because I don't ever speak my mind, but reflect back what they want to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, people are going to see what they want to see regardless of if I agree with them or not.  I have an opinion, and it counts.  Whether or not it's truly informed or just my general feeling, it's mine.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling generally feisty, which can be a good thing.  Trying not to take it too seriously, except as necessary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-3199782535639344889?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/3199782535639344889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=3199782535639344889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/3199782535639344889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/3199782535639344889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/06/caught-myself.html' title='Caught myself'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-7940362553104580704</id><published>2008-05-30T07:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T07:27:53.952-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuel Savings</title><content type='html'>Holy moly!  Gas prices are not new news.  I just paid nearly $60 to fill up my mid-size sedan. Youch!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard a bunch of different fuel savings ideas.  I received the &lt;a href="http://www.snopes.com/inboxer/household/gastips.asp"&gt;email&lt;/a&gt; referred to in this Snopes article.  Sometimes it's hard to determine the good from the chaff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is just reporting on the price of gas and oil.  Not new news, but still news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite ideas for saving gas is to SLOW DOWN.  AAA offers this as one of their tips and I tried this out last night on my 25 mile trip home from Mom's house.  I  stayed between 40 and 50 mpg and was passed by half of the state.  My favorite passing partner was a full size RV trailing a Jeep and a skijet thingy.  I don't know how much I saved, but it was kind of entertaining.  Hopefully it won't engender vast quantities of road rage (I did keep to the right... I try to be polite).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also started carpooling, hopefully twice a week, and I'm involving some of my coworkers in the joy.  I've been promising for looking into taking the bus once a week.  There are definitely benefits, including gas savings, but I have to balance those with the drawbacks.  Keeping it in mind tho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-7940362553104580704?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.aaacolorado.com/community/fuel_savings_tips.asp' title='Fuel Savings'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/7940362553104580704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=7940362553104580704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/7940362553104580704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/7940362553104580704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/05/fuel-savings.html' title='Fuel Savings'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-4854408411004651904</id><published>2008-05-27T21:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T21:47:39.574-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Holiday weekend over</title><content type='html'>Nothing like a holiday weekend to relax and recharge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent some time on Saturday with Girlzoot doing the shopping thing.  Not much luck on the shopping front, but always good to catch up.  I love Meiningers and the TC, just didn't find anything I couldn't live without.  Although there is a really spiffy pen at Meiningers, a Cross Townsend with sparkles on it (looks like the night sky).  But truthfully I have many many pens, even a large selection I don't use, tho I love each and every one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, after more cleaning (I had something like 15 phone books in various parts of my house!), I spent some time with Mom.  We went to the early show of Indy 4 and then caught Iron Man.  Actiony goodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, good weekend, if too short (as always).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-4854408411004651904?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/4854408411004651904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=4854408411004651904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/4854408411004651904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/4854408411004651904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/05/holiday-weekend-over.html' title='Holiday weekend over'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-2567129720539841401</id><published>2008-05-19T20:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T21:07:09.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Cleaning (in pieces)</title><content type='html'>I hate to admit it, but I'm not the tidiest person in the world.  This is one of the things that drives me crazy about myself.  I would love to have people over to my house, and not to be so uptight about it all, so I'm making an effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've cleaned the kitchen, even under the stovetop where all the crumbs collect.  And so far, it's nearly completely still clean.  Yesterday, I worked on the porch, bringing out the bistro table and chairs, sweeping the concrete, and washing down the grill.  The actual grill part of the grill is in my sink drying off after a good scrubbing.  I spent most of my Sunday afternoon outside in the beautiful weather reading a book.  I haven't done that in ages.  Felt good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm off to buy something fun for mom's birthday.  Then back to reading my fascinating book.  Not much of a wrap-up, but hey, can't win them all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-2567129720539841401?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2567129720539841401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=2567129720539841401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/2567129720539841401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/2567129720539841401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/05/spring-cleaning-in-pieces.html' title='Spring Cleaning (in pieces)'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-5500365640369147142</id><published>2008-05-13T21:04:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T21:16:22.531-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Lyrics... la la la</title><content type='html'>Ok, so for years, I've said that la la la la la isn't lyrics.  And I'm retracting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm singing songs with lyrics like 'ba ba bam' 'woo woo ooo' 'oooh wah ooh wah' 'na na na na' and quite possibly my favorite 'dibit dibit'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm enjoying singing with the SoundWaves at work.  I got a private lesson Monday because I was the only one who showed up.  We're learning Take a Chance on Me and The Longest Time.  Fun times :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-5500365640369147142?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/5500365640369147142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=5500365640369147142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/5500365640369147142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/5500365640369147142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/05/lyrics-la-la-la.html' title='Lyrics... la la la'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-4615041130742032497</id><published>2008-05-10T23:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T23:55:53.600-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling behind</title><content type='html'>Seems I've fallen behind on the posting schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy week.  Went to see 'Doubt' at the DPCA on Tuesday.  Very good, dark, thoughtful play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rockies won Wednesday (we were at the game, enjoying the beautiful weather and the winningness).  Got a Helton T-shirt give-away.  Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed the first night of the new league bowling.  Found out we finished 7th (of 8) in the last league.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a guest speaker at our company quarterly update meeting - Dr. James Rouse, the Optimum Wellness guru.  Very motivational and kind of exciting.  Hadn't seen him in person in 10 years, he used to be my nutritionist.  Wasn't ready for his message then, think I'm ready now.  Actually, I know I'm ready.  He gave me a big hug and said I was looking great, which means a lot coming from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went bowling today, got some tips from the guy on the next lane.  He was really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, tomorrow's Mother's Day and I'm going up to Genesee to celebrate with my family.    Best get some sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-4615041130742032497?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/4615041130742032497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=4615041130742032497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/4615041130742032497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/4615041130742032497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/05/falling-behind.html' title='Falling behind'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-6418311078167111904</id><published>2008-04-28T22:34:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T22:39:59.765-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Book &amp; Lover's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC2iGFrA8CQ/SBalihAdH1I/AAAAAAAABMA/fLf4yz0Rguk/s1600-h/P4280578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC2iGFrA8CQ/SBalihAdH1I/AAAAAAAABMA/fLf4yz0Rguk/s400/P4280578.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194521232612859730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books, mmm.  Here are my treasures from Book and Lover's Day last Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a lovely breakfast at Watercourse and then sauntered over to the Tattered Cover on Colfax for a lovely hour or two among the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finished another two books on my BFS list, Faith of a Writer and Brave New World.  Right on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a pic of the lovely rose I got from the TC.  Awww, pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC2iGFrA8CQ/SBamaxAdH2I/AAAAAAAABMI/7zlqaVR8-P0/s1600-h/P4260560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NC2iGFrA8CQ/SBamaxAdH2I/AAAAAAAABMI/7zlqaVR8-P0/s200/P4260560.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194522198980501346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-6418311078167111904?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/6418311078167111904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=6418311078167111904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/6418311078167111904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/6418311078167111904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/04/book-lovers-day.html' title='Book &amp; Lover&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NC2iGFrA8CQ/SBalihAdH1I/AAAAAAAABMA/fLf4yz0Rguk/s72-c/P4280578.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-6089607615828683393</id><published>2008-04-20T17:04:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T18:32:19.169-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Recycling Adventure</title><content type='html'>Today I decided to take my recycling out.  I had a few errands to run, and it's a beautiful day.  I got to my normal recycle spot, and the big dumpster like bins were gone.  Still not sure if they were just being emptied, or have been permanently removed.  I've since found another one (way closer to my house) and I'll make a trip over there before dinner and after a quick episode of Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I took myself off to the city recycling center behind City Hall.  I piled in my plastics and cans into the bin, careful to take back the bags to reuse (as well as being told by all the signs that bags were not allowed in the bins).  I usually recycle my junk mail, but this spot only had a separate bin for newspapers.  I had plenty of those coupon flyers with the weekly grocery store ads, which count as newspapers as far as I'm concerned, being on newsprint, and also included in the weekly paper, which I dutifully separated from my opened junk mail to deposit in the bin.  The last load I had my keys in my hand and somehow they slipped off my finger and into the bin, lost forever I was sure.  Sadly, I didn't have my spare key for the car, nor did I have spare keys for the house if I could even get the car going.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped a nice young couple who had dropped off their recycling at the same time and they helped me look for the keys.  After several fruitless minutes, one of my good Samaritans saw a police officer in the parking lot.  I walked over and spoke to the officer and he said he would be back or send someone soon, but he had an issue to handle.  I thanked him and went back to the bin, telling my flagged down rescuers that they were off the hook.  I looked from the other side, but I couldn't get myself in the bin (need arm work, upper body strength has never been my forte).  The young woman moved some more papers and found the keys in a pocket, and her boyfriend kindly climbed in and rescued my keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy, I thanked them both a bit gushingly and asked them if I could buy them dinner or something to thank them.  They shook off my offers and left to the rest of their beautiful Sunday.  I pulled my car around away from the bins (Sunday seems to be a busy recycle day, or it was just beautiful out and people were cleaning or something).  Reading in the car, I waited for the police officer to return, not wanting to be the girl who cried wolf.  Not a big deal, but when he came back in about 20 minutes, he was very kind and happy I had resolved everything satisfactorily.  He even gave me his card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, I don't do things like this on a regular basis.  Knock on silicon, I didn't lock myself out of the dorm, out of my apartments, out of my house, out of my car.  And my keys are gonna stay much closer, like in my pocket or purse, instead of my hand.  What was I thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I thanked everyone involved personally, I want to send a very grateful thanks out to the two strangers who helped me out today, as well as Officer Yopp, who did come back to check on me.  My faith in humanity and the kindness of strangers has been refreshed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-6089607615828683393?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/6089607615828683393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=6089607615828683393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/6089607615828683393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/6089607615828683393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/04/recycling-adventure.html' title='Recycling Adventure'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-9181170233509423448</id><published>2008-04-18T23:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T23:29:21.524-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>Oddball dream</title><content type='html'>Ok, now I know where this one came from, having seen Street Kings last Friday, but what is with the celebrity guest appearances in my dreams lately?  In this latest installment, I was some sort of personal assistant to Keanu Reeves and we were sitting on stacks of books and something happened with untied shoe laces that's really just a faint memory.  Vague and in retrospect a bit disturbing, but he was really nice at the time.  He's got a sweet smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for bed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-9181170233509423448?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/9181170233509423448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=9181170233509423448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/9181170233509423448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/9181170233509423448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/04/oddball-dream.html' title='Oddball dream'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-4913508080282534039</id><published>2008-04-13T16:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T18:27:11.340-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bowling'/><title type='text'>Street Kings &amp; New Jeans</title><content type='html'>Friday night, after getting my new bowling ball (13# purple with sparkles) set up for drilling, Glender and I went to see Street Kings with Keanu Reeves, Forest Whitaker, and Hugh Laurie.  Ooh, it was good; violence, corruption, and betrayal.  Good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went bowling Saturday morning, had fun with the cosmic, black light, flashing lights, and music bowling.  My 12# ball glows in the black light, which was fun, didn't bowl particularly well, good practice tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After bowling and a quick trip to Chick-fil-a, we parted ways and I did some shopping.  I found some jeans at Target (shock of shocks) and they fit!  Surprisingly enough, they were even smaller than I expected.  Love that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-4913508080282534039?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/4913508080282534039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=4913508080282534039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/4913508080282534039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/4913508080282534039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/04/street-kings-new-jeans.html' title='Street Kings &amp; New Jeans'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-1709523267396289064</id><published>2008-04-06T20:50:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T22:29:05.916-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theater'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicholas Brendon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DVDs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Criminial Minds'/><title type='text'>Chock full of entertainment</title><content type='html'>Monday: Left work early for the Bon Jovi concert at the Pepsi Center.  Daughtry opened, and I realized that I need more of their songs.  iTunes to the rescue.  They did a very good set.  Bon Jovi just rocked the house.  At one point, he and Richie Sambora played on a tiny stage about 5'x6' in the middle of the audience.  Loved the show, sang along to many songs, reminisced about songs played at my 8th grade dance, and had a wonderful time with Mom (who had ASKED for the tickets, she of the hating Bon Jovi-ness back in the day).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: We saw Merry Wives of Windsor at the DPCA.  I met Mom early for dinner and a spot of tea.  The set design was amazing, as always, with benches and oaks coming up from the floor and the pub coming from inside the row houses.  Adored the interaction between Mistress Ford and Mistress Page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Criminal Minds 3.14 Damaged aired, the first new episode since the end of the WGA Strike.  Very happily guest starring Nicholas Brendon as Kevin Lynch.  Seeing 'more' of Nicholas was interesting, especially since CM didn't have his tats covered.  I really liked the interaction between Lynch and Garcia in both scenes, kudos to the writers and Kirsten Vangsness for the 'somewhere between a Commodore 64 and a block of government cheese' line.  Nick's expression, perfect.   And the moment at the end where Kevin was waiting for Rossi in his office, priceless.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Got my Buffy Special Edition box set.  Didn't get a chance to watch any until Friday &amp; Saturday.  Checked in on my Aunt after her back surgery.  Prognosis is good, she just needs to get through the PT and the pain.  Her family, immediate and extended, is here to support her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:  &lt;a href="http://www.storiesonstage.org/"&gt;Stories on Stage&lt;/a&gt; at the DPCA.  "Adults deserve a great story and cookies and milk, too!"  Today's theme was Out in the Wild.  Due to traffic and the parking situation, we missed the first reading by Norma Moore of 'Brilliant Silence' by Spencer Holst.  Next was 'Kathy Chalfant reading 'Wakefield' by E.L. Doctorow which was funny, and very well read.  After intermission, Frank Corrado read the classic 'The Most Dangerous Game.' Finally, a big secret surprise (at least to me - I was given tickets at the last minute), &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000597/"&gt;Bill Pullman&lt;/a&gt; read part of 'A Walk in the Woods' by Bill Bryson, which was also very funny, and read aplomb.  Afterwards, during milk and cookies (literally), all the actors came out and I got a chance to meet Mr. Pullman face to face.  He was a really sweet, down to earth guy, loved the audience and said he had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, very entertaining week.  Now for some sleep before work tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-1709523267396289064?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/1709523267396289064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=1709523267396289064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/1709523267396289064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/1709523267396289064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/04/week-chock-full-of-entertainment.html' title='Chock full of entertainment'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-8570247543351612477</id><published>2008-03-29T16:55:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T17:03:17.223-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Serenity Meme</title><content type='html'>Ok, feeling a bit under the bright sunny weather outside.  Took this fun little quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your results:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;B&gt;You are &lt;FONT SIZE=3&gt;Kaylee Frye (Ship Mechanic)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;TABLE&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Kaylee Frye (Ship Mechanic)&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 85%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;You are good at fixing things.&lt;BR&gt; You are usually cheerful.&lt;BR&gt; You appreciate being treated&lt;BR&gt; with delicacy and specialness.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.seabreezecomputers.com/serenity/pics/kaylee.jpg"&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.seabreezecomputers.com/serenity"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here to take the Serenity Personality Quiz&lt;/A&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-8570247543351612477?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/8570247543351612477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=8570247543351612477' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/8570247543351612477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/8570247543351612477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/03/serenity-meme.html' title='Serenity Meme'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-461905574873466119</id><published>2008-03-26T07:40:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T07:57:59.954-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shaych'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicholas Brendon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girlzoot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>Dream Script</title><content type='html'>I had a surreal dream this morning.  I was watching a rough cut of a movie with my favorite actor and we were going to edit the film.  He starred in the film as well.  (Pretty sure this doesn't happen stretched out on the carpet in front of an old tv from the 80's with knobs and a VHS machine, but hey, dream rules).  We talked about one of the scenes, which was dialogue heavy and a bit awkward.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GirlZoot showed up (but had always been there, dream rules again) with the script and I looked at the opening sequence of images, which had explanations in the script.  The entire opening sequence suddenly made sense and I wasn't sure if that was a film thing or a me thing. I suddenly had a burning question.  "Is there a final version of the script that matches what the final edited version of the film is?"  Never got an answer.  I was thinking there's always the deleted or extended scenes, they're part of the original script.  Do they stay part of the script or are they marked or removed from the 'final' version?  It's different from books, where the final version is it; a screenplay isn't necessarily the last word, editing and at times ad lib play such a big role.  (Thank you GirlZoot and Shaych for your film commune / school rubbing off on me). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around this time, his girlfriend showed up (but had always been there) and the four of us began discussing the film and current events and such.  She had an accent, French I think, and was very sweet.  They started horsing around together, doing this one leg wrapping thing that I'm pretty sure is physically impossible.  They were so cute and madly happy together, my tiny pang of jealousy seemed petty.  There was a bit more talking about the script but no more movie watching, just hanging out and enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So can anyone tell me, is there a final version of the script that matches the edited film?  Is it always that way?  Does it depend on the screenwriter?  My curiosity is piqued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-461905574873466119?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/461905574873466119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=461905574873466119' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/461905574873466119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/461905574873466119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/03/dream-script.html' title='Dream Script'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-3547146612432900589</id><published>2008-03-23T11:29:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T11:58:27.964-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girlzoot'/><title type='text'>Easter Musings</title><content type='html'>Easter certainly came early this year.  The official designation of when Easter occurs is the first Sunday after the first full moon after the Vernal Equinox.  Well, the equinox was on 3/20, the full moon on 3/21, which makes today, 3/23, Easter 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I spent a throughly enjoyable afternoon and evening with GirlZoot and her beau playing MTG and Scene-It Disney version and Dominoes.  We chatted, discussed writing, and ate the most splendid nachos and strawberry shortcake (there went my diet).  Must needs I get my house in a semblance of order to host the next gaming Saturday at my humble abode.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week is pretty busy with the Wits End Comedy on Wednesday (comedy mid week, nothing better!) and Mia's Game Night in Boulder Friday night.   I love game nights, fun is had by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished (just in the last hour or so) Aldous Huxley's Brave New World.  I'm still thinking about the themes and the presentation.  What price happiness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random event last night, it snowed.  I'm not certain we were expecting snow and it certainly didn't last that long, but wet white stuff fell from the sky and got all over my car and the porch (which I dutifully shoveled last night when I got home) and has now mostly melted.  Bright and sunny outside here at noontime, but I imagine still rather cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough randomness for now.  Catch you later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-3547146612432900589?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/3547146612432900589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=3547146612432900589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/3547146612432900589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/3547146612432900589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-musings.html' title='Easter Musings'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-4436415586260889268</id><published>2008-03-20T20:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T20:36:14.878-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring'/><title type='text'>Happy Spring!</title><content type='html'>Hope everyone has a lovely Spring!  Today was a bit quiet and a bit windy.  Perfect Spring weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeps getting lighter...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-4436415586260889268?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/4436415586260889268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=4436415586260889268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/4436415586260889268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/4436415586260889268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-spring.html' title='Happy Spring!'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-2493060296777289646</id><published>2008-03-16T16:11:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T16:21:00.738-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bowling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Happy St Patrick's Day</title><content type='html'>I'm heading over to Mom's house for St Patrick's Day Dinner in a few minutes, so this will be a quick post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowling is going well.  We're all having a blast.  I'm consistantly bowling over 100 and getting better at positioning the ball.  Having my own shoes and ball certainly help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still working on my online class.  I'm having a bit of trouble with keeping up, but I'll work on it.  It's more for me than for the class anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been composting a new story idea.  I have names of characters, some plot lines, and setting, and a hook.  Time travel and separate time lines.  We'll see how it comes out, but I'm excited about the characters, which makes me excited about the work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cut off about 4 inches of my hair and had it highlighted by the lovely and talented Ursula.  Still getting used to the length, but it looks cute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything else I forgot?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Happy Birthday TJ and Mendel (I doubt either of you read this; best wishes nonetheless)  Also, Happy Birthday (late) to Trae.  I did email you on the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy St. Patrick's Day everyone!  Having a green drink tomorrow night with Glender and TJ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-2493060296777289646?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2493060296777289646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=2493060296777289646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/2493060296777289646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/2493060296777289646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/03/quick-update.html' title='Happy St Patrick&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-8332985230549996088</id><published>2008-03-10T07:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T07:40:26.650-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hearing'/><title type='text'>Hear Hear (Reprise)</title><content type='html'>Friday, I had my six week post op follow-up appointment with my otologist.  I took the lovely hearing test, the one in the booth with the tight headphones and the little signal you push with your thumb to let them know you heard the tiny sounds they're sending.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the test, my doctor told me about what happened in the surgery, since I hadn't seen him after.  My first, second and part of my third hearing bones were all immobile.  He cut off the top of the third bone (the stapes or stirrup) and the remaining part, still attached to the inner ear, moved.  Then, he attached a titanium prosthesis to the remaining bone and hooked it back to the ear drum directly, with a piece of cartilage between the ear drum and the prosthesis to prevent wear.  Everything was sealed up with lovely packing and I was sent home with a page full of instructions about what not to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After he looked at the new hearing test, he told me that what was once my bad ear had now become my good ear.  I have 4 decibels better hearing in my right ear than my left now, which was 10 decibels better than he expected with a 'good' outcome.  Also, the hearing in my right ear is now within the 'normal' range.  I even impress myself.  But really, that's pretty amazing, and I thanked him, still in a bit of shock from the good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is still loud and he recommended using ear plugs, especially in loud places (like the bowling alley or the Bon Jovi concert).  I've set my Shuffle to have a maximum volume of 50%, and am watching the volume on my mini (it has no preset).  I'm still waking up in the middle of the night when one of the boys uses the litter box, but eventually I'll get used to that, especially considering the alternatives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-8332985230549996088?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/8332985230549996088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=8332985230549996088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/8332985230549996088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/8332985230549996088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/03/hear-hear-reprise.html' title='Hear Hear (Reprise)'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-5205458456999891510</id><published>2008-03-01T17:40:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T18:43:52.460-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kittens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fire'/><title type='text'>Overstimulation on a walk with the cat</title><content type='html'>Well, we just got back from quite an exciting ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had my AT3 pet stroller for almost two years now.  Alec, loves his walks (when the weather is nice; he's not a fan of rainstorms even with the rain guard) and in the recent warm weather we went out for a long walk last week, down behind the railroad tracks and along some open space.  We were out for about an hour and Alec loved it; he lay down and watched me for a while, then turned around and watched the world for a while.  He's a very mellow rider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Deke, while he loves sitting in the stroller when it's just in the living room, he is a very vocal and fidgety rider.  He does eventually settle down and get into the groove, but it takes several minutes of quiet, non-bumpy strolling to get to that point.  This afternoon, I decided to get another long walk in before the snow expected tomorrow.  Since we take turns, it was Deke's turn for a ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The route to the bike path is along my street, and while it's not usually very busy when I'm driving on it, every time I'm walking along it a car comes about every 45 seconds to a minute, which is loud and not happy making for Deke.  However, he did stop crying and started watching out the front by the time we got to the bike path itself.  As we came up to the entrance to the open space/bike path, a young kid maybe 12 or 13 came jogging off the path and ran across the street toward the houses there.  He looked in a bit of a hurry for a Saturday afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began walking down the path and a biker rolled past me at a leisurely pace.  I continued, singing along to my Shuffle, when I saw the smoke.  The wind was to the north east, not toward us but angled off to the left (we were walking south along the path) and a trail of grey then black smoke came wafted in the brisk breeze.  I came around the corner and saw flames in the brush on the far side of the path.  The biker had stopped his bike and gotten out his cell phone, which I registered just before I hit send on the 911 I had punched into the phone.  I caught up with him, leaving Deke about 30 feet back on the path, and heard him talking to the dispatcher.  Apparently someone had already called the fire in and the fire department was already en route.  In my opinion, it was probably the kid I saw earlier in such a strange hurry.  Good for him, even if he started the fire.  Always good to do the right thing.  Bad to start fires.  Except in approved fireplaces, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biker continued on and I decided discretion was the better part of valor and I turned around, heading back home the short rather than the long way. The flames when I had come up were about 5 or 6 feet tall.   By the time we turned around and left, the fire was taking over a tree that had to be 18 to 20 feet tall and shooting further up in the air.  I heard the sirens as I walked back up the path.  I hadn't gotten to the trail head before the firemen had cut the locks on the gate keeping motorized vehicles off the bike path so I pulled Deke over into the brush while the fire engine drove past toward the fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now, Deke was pacing inside the stroller and crying a lot.  It was not exactly the calm, quiet walk I had wanted for his first walk since last fall. About five minutes from home, he finally lay down in the back close to me.  I saw a young couple who had pulled over and climbed onto the railroad tracks to watch the fire returning to their car.  They assured me the fire was out. When we got home, Deke leapt out before I got the back door fully unzipped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he's sitting back in the stroller giving himself a much needed bath after such a traumatic experience.  I think he'll get over it; his memory isn't terribly long (especially when he's been told no). Next trip will be shorter and quieter, I promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-5205458456999891510?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/5205458456999891510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=5205458456999891510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/5205458456999891510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/5205458456999891510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/03/overstimulation-on-walk-with-cat.html' title='Overstimulation on a walk with the cat'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-8193285775456422392</id><published>2008-02-29T23:03:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T00:28:13.113-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leap Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girlzoot'/><title type='text'>Leap Day</title><content type='html'>Happy Leap Day, everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I took today off.  I only get one leap day every four years and I'm not giving it to corporate America or anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent most of the day in the company of the lovely and talented Girlzoot.  We did some art store shopping, bought elephant journals (happy coincidence, not a planned occurrence), got some jewelry (earrings for GZ, ring for me), and had some tasty nachos at Good Friends down on Colfax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a brief stop at home to unload the car and paint my nails, I headed out to Wits End Comedy Club with Glenda.  We ran into a group of other folks from the office and friends.  The comedians, &lt;a href="http://www.shaveyourhead.com"&gt;Scott Derenger&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.ronfeingold.com"&gt;Ron Feingold&lt;/a&gt; were quite funny.  Ron did a combination of standup and A Capella, which was originally a bit odd, but turned out to be hilarious.  I bought his cd, and can't wait to listen to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, a good Leap Day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-8193285775456422392?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/8193285775456422392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=8193285775456422392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/8193285775456422392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/8193285775456422392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/02/leap-day.html' title='Leap Day'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-4205928633681389994</id><published>2008-02-24T20:11:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T20:32:05.597-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='storytelling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicholas Brendon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bowling'/><title type='text'>Bowling, Brendon, Byways, and Books</title><content type='html'>Exciting news:  Bowling league starts next Tuesday!  I’m bowling with three ladies from work Tuesdays between next week and the end of April.  Sweet deal, too, at the end of the series, we get a custom drilled bowling ball.  I just recently bought myself shoes and a ball which I can’t wait to bowl with.  Here is a bit of my dorkiness coming out, and I don't care.  My shoes have stars on them, and they glow under the black light.  Cosmic Bowling, here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hollywood excitement: Nicholas Brendon is going to be on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Criminal Minds&lt;/span&gt; on the first new episode in April.  He’s also signed on to be a recurring character, Kevin Lynch.  I’m wondering how it will work out with Garcia; he left her workplace in a total mess and she wasn’t terribly happy. “Kevin Lynch, you may be cute, but if you ever mess with my stuff again…” I’ve heard from a &lt;a href="http://nickbrendon.com"&gt;very reliable source&lt;/a&gt; that there is some sort of unclothed action involved in Nick’s return.  Probably works out.  For everyone.  *ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I took the kitty cab out with Alec.  I found a long trail that goes behind the railroad tracks by my house and over several blocks between open space and some single family homes.  I was out for an hour, listening to my new tunes.  There’s an irrigation ditch along the way that reminds me of the ditch by the apartments I grew up in.  Two boys were playing next to some trees by the water, and it made me think of times I spent in Lakewood by the water, watching waterbugs skimming the tops of the brown wavelets and playing out the latest episode of our favorite action show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve started a class online called “Listen to your heart and success will follow”.  I’m starting to do the lessons and it’s been very interesting so far.  The second lesson is about accepting the past and moving on, and it was quite emotional.  It didn’t help that I was reading it at the mechanic waiting for my brakes to get done.  Next week, I should be back at the Library and I’ll work on my homework there.  I’ve got to write my life story, which should be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last bit of news:  I finished two of my books for the BSF Goals (see the side bar for the link) this week.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;His Dark Materials&lt;/span&gt; by Philip Pullman (the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Golden Compass&lt;/span&gt; / &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Subtle Knife&lt;/span&gt; / &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amber Spyglass&lt;/span&gt; trilogy).  Very interesting.  Many Christian groups have had a lot to say about the story and I heard that the movie The Golden Compass was boycotted by some groups.  The first book, and indeed the movie, do not get deeply into the crux of the religious issue.  While I don’t subscribe to the view of religion and metaphysical reality in the book, I believe he portrayed his vision well and with a subtle beauty that is still with me.  It is a children’s / young adult book, but as many books and movies these days aimed to the younger crowd, it has something profound to say to adults as well.  I really loved the portrayal of the ‘soul’ as a creature, part of you yet separate, that you could talk to and gain comfort from, and love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also finished the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Best American Short Stories 2003&lt;/span&gt;.  These stories, published in US and Canadian magazines, individually were very good, and as a whole left me with something rattling around inside.  I will probably come back to these stories.  I love short stories, and I will definitely look up this series to get some of the other years’ anthologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brave New World&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Science Fiction Treasury&lt;/span&gt;.  I generally read books in tandem; it just works out for me that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, my kitten is sleeping with his head up, all bunched up on the couch under the open flap of the box my bowling ball came in.  His ears are twitching every time I stop typing and his front paw is tucked up over his chest as if he were holding something close.  It’s very cute, but my camera is far enough away that he would wake up if I moved.  Early for bed, but then again, cats sleep what 14 hours a day?  Maybe he’s just catching up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-4205928633681389994?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/4205928633681389994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=4205928633681389994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/4205928633681389994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/4205928633681389994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/02/bowling-brendon-and-books.html' title='Bowling, Brendon, Byways, and Books'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-6635585887396026438</id><published>2008-02-17T15:36:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T20:30:38.051-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theater'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicholas Brendon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DVDs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Random Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Lately I've been watching a lot of tv shows on DVD.  I just finished Bones season 2, which I enjoyed.  I particularly enjoyed the story arc between Jack Hodgins and Angela Montenegro, culminating in a trip to the altar.  I also got Kitchen Confidential with Bradley Cooper and Nicholas Brendon.  Hilarious.  Another mid season cancellation on Fox back in 2005.  Currently watching Shark with James Wood.  Premise: an excellent defense attorney switches teams and begins working for the LA DA.  So far, interesting, good.  Next week, I'm starting a deep foray into the Buffyverse, when Buffy the Vampire Slayer begins coming from Netflix.  I think I have a little Hollywood crush on Nicholas Brendon, who plays Xander.  Fun, fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plainsong on Tuesday was excellent.  The staging was amazing, with all the hydrolics  and a huge cast.  Stephanie Cozart, who I've loved in everything I've seen her in at the DPCA, portrayed a depressed mother trying to make her way out of the darkness and John Hutton was her estranged husband teaching history at the local high school.  A student even gave a 'speech' on the Burr/Hamilton duel.  Family and community come together in unique ways in the end.  If you get a chance, I'd recommend seeing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night I played some pool with TJ at Woody's and at Zoosters.  I'm getting much better, hitting the ball I'm aiming at and actually getting some pretty sweet shots.  Called the 8 ball wrong and lost, but it was still a gorgeous shot.  Had some very tasty ribs at Brothers BBQ after pool and was home by 10pm.  Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a chance to catch up with Shaych at the DPL for writing Saturday morning(ish).  Got some written on &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;By the Light of the Faerie Moon&lt;/span&gt; and got to fall in love with his iPhone.  Seriously, shiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taxes are done, sending them in Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-6635585887396026438?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/6635585887396026438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=6635585887396026438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/6635585887396026438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/6635585887396026438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/02/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-2208934777061596800</id><published>2008-02-10T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T20:26:12.966-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='storytelling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theater'/><title type='text'>Grown-up stories</title><content type='html'>Today I went to The Thrill of the Game at the DPCA. I took the light rail downtown from Aurora and met my mom and my aunt and uncle.  It was general seating, and we got our 'regular' seats, which we'll be sitting in on Tuesday for Plainsong.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The performance consisted five different stories with a sports theme.  First was Casey at the Bat, read after a rousing group sing along of Take Me Out to the Ball Game.  Next was Needle Match about tennis, which was very good and a little creepy.  After intermission, we had Lightweight Champion, translated from Spanish, which I think was my favorite, gritty and sad.  Raymond's Run, about a girl and her brother; I could just see them running.  A rousing rendition of Who's On First by Randy Moore and Kathleen Brady rounded out the afternoon, just before milk and cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love being read to, and after listening to several books on cd, I've come to appreciate the skill involved in reading a story.  Today, I really enjoyed being read to live by some very talented people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-2208934777061596800?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2208934777061596800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=2208934777061596800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/2208934777061596800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/2208934777061596800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/02/grown-up-stories.html' title='Grown-up stories'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-6202618214159108847</id><published>2008-02-06T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T21:14:40.960-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>Ok, I missed a Sunday.  Here's the scoop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night Glender, TJ, AmyDee and I all went to Wits End Comedy Club.  We saw &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendid=96030022"&gt;Scotty Goff&lt;/a&gt; and the man was hilarious.  We were all laughing so hard we cried.  And he sang to me.  I couldn't stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, TJ and I went to Red's Pub and played some pool with Jimmy, who turned out to be the GM of one of the downtown Denver bars.  He was good; he won all games until close when he scratched on the eight ball, effectively beating himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed out way too late (got home and in bed at 3am) especially since I had surgery last week.  It was fun tho, by the end of the night I knew everyone's name (and I even got hit on sort of).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-6202618214159108847?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/6202618214159108847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=6202618214159108847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/6202618214159108847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/6202618214159108847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/02/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-1734267000660651043</id><published>2008-01-28T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T20:26:37.716-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hearing'/><title type='text'>Hear Hear</title><content type='html'>This weekend I spent at my mom's house recuperating from my otoplasty correcting my conductive hearing loss on Thursday morning.  Everyone at the surgical center was really nice to me and as a special little surprise, the gown plugged into a heating unit, because it's always a little cold in the OR. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I can hear things I've never been able to hear before, and my ear is still packed with the antibiotic stuff holding everything in place so it can heal. And I have a tiny bone made of titanium in my head (bionic ear!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back to work tomorrow or Wednesday, depending on how I feel.  Should be interesting, I'm talking much softer than ever because everything is echoing in my ears and I'll be able to hear when people talk to me.  Hopefully my brain will get used to it sooner rather than later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-1734267000660651043?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/1734267000660651043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=1734267000660651043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/1734267000660651043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/1734267000660651043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/01/hear-hear.html' title='Hear Hear'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-8169839693567655500</id><published>2008-01-13T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T20:31:49.937-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='live music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Hanging with TJ</title><content type='html'>Friday night, I went to happy hour with Glender and TJ.  Last week we all went to the comedy club, Witz End, for some live comedy.  After drinks and some bar food, TJ and I went down to the little bar he frequents, Red's Pub.  We spent the rest of the evening and some of the early morning there, shooting pool with a really cute machinist who taught me quite a bit about pool and even let me win while he was teaching me.  TJ played some too (he didn't let me win, but I didn't expect it either).  All in all, a good night.  And TJ had some advice for me about my machinist which I will refrain from posting here, suffice it to say it was graphic and lewd (and just a bit funny).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight TJ and I went to E-Town with the North Mississippi Allstars.  We had fun at the taping; TJ hadn't been to an E-Town show before (not that Glender and I hadn't been trying to ask him for the last two years) and he enjoyed himself.  The music rocked the house, and the cute young audio guy, Steve, had a good night as well (he's got nice hands).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bus ride up, TJ told me his current gal, who had declined to join him at E-Town, had called this afternoon.  She got upset when she heard that 'a friend from work' was going with him and proceeded to grill him about me, was I a woman, did I have a boyfriend, did I think it was a date.  He answered noncommittally on all but the first and it just upset her.  Now, TJ and I have been co-workers for nearly 3 years, and friends for the last 2.  He's cute and fun but we're co-workers.  Not going there.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still told him, "Of course it's a date."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-8169839693567655500?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/8169839693567655500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=8169839693567655500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/8169839693567655500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/8169839693567655500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/01/hanging-with-tj.html' title='Hanging with TJ'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-2402148567974542130</id><published>2008-01-06T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T16:09:47.585-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Big Fun Scary Goals for 2008</title><content type='html'>In general, I think that New Year's Resolutions rarely work for me, even though I've posted something nearly every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The NaNoWriMo folks have been doing Big Scary Fun Goals the last couple of years and I thought I'd throw my hat into the ring.  Part of what makes this different (at least for me) is that the goals are quantified and measurable (with the exception of #8). Perhaps this will make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my list, published on the NaNoWriMo BFS forums as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My BFS goals for 2008:&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt; &lt;li&gt;Get surgery to correct hearing loss (scheduled in January!) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lose 60 pounds (lost 44 pounds in 2007) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read at least one book a month by the end of the year starting with (in no particular order): &lt;/li&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;em&gt;His Dark Materials&lt;/em&gt; by Philip Pullman&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Faith of a Writer&lt;/em&gt; by Joyce Carol Oates&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mockingbird&lt;/em&gt; by Charles J Shields&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Grand Improvisation&lt;/em&gt; by Stacy Shiff&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don Quixote&lt;/em&gt; by Miguel de Cervantes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Brave New World&lt;/em&gt; by Aldous Huxley&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Pillars of the Earth&lt;/em&gt; by Ken Follett&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dancing with Joy: 99 Poems&lt;/em&gt; ed. Roger Housden&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Book of Luminous Things: An International Anthology of Poetry&lt;/em&gt; ed. Czeslaw Milosz&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Best American Short Stories 2003&lt;/em&gt; ed. Walter Mosley and Katrina Kenison&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isaac Asimov’s Science Fiction Treasury&lt;/em&gt; ed. Isaac Asimov and Martin H. Greenberg&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Telling Stories: An Anthology for Writers&lt;/em&gt; ed. Joyce Carol Oates &lt;/li&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Write every day using &lt;em&gt;Writer’s Book of Days&lt;/em&gt; prompts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blog at least weekly &lt;/li&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finish &amp;amp; Print &lt;em&gt;By the Light of the Faerie Moon&lt;/em&gt; (NaNo 2007) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;Win NaNoWriMo 2008&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;li&gt;Figure out what career path I want to take&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;I think those are big and scary enough, and the reading will certainly be fun.&lt;font style=""&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;Actually putting together this list was fun all by itself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year to all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-2402148567974542130?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2402148567974542130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=2402148567974542130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/2402148567974542130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/2402148567974542130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2008/01/big-fun-scary-goals-for-2008.html' title='Big Fun Scary Goals for 2008'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-7338952473089895148</id><published>2007-12-02T11:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T20:31:32.272-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Holiday Party</title><content type='html'>Last night was our annual company holiday party at the Westin Hotel.  We had a great time; the food tasted and looked wonderful, everyone dressed up, and the liquor flowed freely.  Lots more people danced this year, and I danced with Brandon, the very cute, very young sous chef in our Cafe as well as TJ, the reluctant but sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to a fun holiday season!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-7338952473089895148?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/7338952473089895148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=7338952473089895148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/7338952473089895148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/7338952473089895148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2007/12/holiday-party.html' title='Holiday Party'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-4147905004785220912</id><published>2007-11-17T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T16:15:19.890-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NaNoWriMo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Rally Day</title><content type='html'>Today I spent most of the day at The Tea Spot in Boulder writing.  I wrote 5,568 words, earning my Rally badge and catching entirely up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, The Tea Spot is a lovely shop, and I am throughly enjoying my new tea pot and tea leaves.  The folks there are very helpful and kind, and will even rebrew green leaves.  I'm just about to make myself another pot of tea.  Join me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-4147905004785220912?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/4147905004785220912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=4147905004785220912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/4147905004785220912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/4147905004785220912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2007/11/rally-day.html' title='Rally Day'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-5079124261605555773</id><published>2007-10-06T22:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T13:18:17.094-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Santa Fe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Balloon Festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Mexico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'>Birthday!</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to me!  And to GirlZoot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long long long day, but happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got up early to catch the balloon festival first day lift off.  Mom and I are traveling with her church group, SOAR - Seniors on a Rampage.  We have some very lively seniors (Mom being one of course).  I got to come along because Mom's such a good convincer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we got up early and drove around the balloon festival three times.  None of the guards or traffic directors got us through to where we needed to be.  We ended up seeing most of the lift off from the bus windows.  When we finally got onto Festival Grounds, Mom and I made a beeline for the field, trying to find the registration for our balloon ride (tomorrow morning).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found a big red truck with a white trailer and a sign I recognized, Rainbow Ryders - the folks we bought our tickets from.  We talked to a nice woman with a deep southern twang and she directed us to Bill.  Bill, it turned out, was the pilot of the balloon still in the white trailer.  He had not taken off today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill was kind enough to direct us to the registration tent.  Mom talked to Bill about getting into the festival grounds earlier so we wouldn't miss our flight tomorrow.  He said we could ride with him, they left at 4:45 am from the Rio Rancho Best Western, which happened to be where we were staying, too.  We got his room number and went back to the registration tent to get more info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent probably three hours at the festival, bought some pins, and generally had a great time.  The bus (the trip was a bus tour) took us back to the hotel, where we changed our clothes to go to Santa Fe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only had about 2 hours in Santa Fe, because we wanted to get back to Albuquerque for the Balloon Glow and fireworks (on my birthday!).  Mom and I spent some time in the little rock shop I loved last year.  Nothing really called to me so we left empty handed.  Well, not entirely empty handed, we got three tiny vial necklaces designed to put small minerals in.  We bought three, because we were going to make Bunny, our fearless leader, a bottle of the Chimayo sacred earth to hang around her neck as a thank you for taking care of us on the trip.  The other two were for us.  Mom also got two tiny glass bottles with cork stoppers to hold the remaining earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped at the French bakery connected to La Fonda and bought a piece of Quiche Lorraine for me and two small desserts for later.  I got a strawberry shortcake cake with heavy whipped cream.  Mom was better and got a little fruit tart with kiwi, raspberry, and blueberry on top of a light custard.  She also got a steak salad at the cafe on the far side of the plaza, the one that's been in business for over 100 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought, after much delight in shopping all the various stands, a silver feather from a Navajo artist selling at the Palace of the Governors.  It is almost two inches long with deep grooves and feels both heavy and light when I wear it.  I bought it in part because we are going to fly tomorrow.   The wind had picked up quite a bit and many of the artists were packing up to leave.  The leaves skittered across the paving stones and crunched underfoot.  I always love the crunching of leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sitting for several minutes and taking pictures and watching the people go by in the plaza, we headed back to where the bus would pick us up.  We stopped in the rock shop and mom bought me a pendant I had been looking at earlier.  It is a goddess figure with her arms up holding a round cabochon of amethyst.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-5079124261605555773?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/5079124261605555773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=5079124261605555773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/5079124261605555773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/5079124261605555773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2007/10/birthday.html' title='Birthday!'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-6276777582364255037</id><published>2007-10-03T16:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T13:16:39.367-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='storytelling'/><title type='text'>Cyclone Power</title><content type='html'>This is going to be a quick post.  We're getting ready to leave for New Mexico for the Albuquerque Balloon Festival tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is an avid Kohl's shopper.  I get a lot of my clothes there, and there's always the umpteen times a year they give special discounts, including the coveted 30% off everything in the store.   It's a lottery system, most people get the standard 15%, some get an exciting 20%, but only a few get that height of discount, the 30% off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, of course, just before we were due to leave for vacation, Mom got the 30% off sticker on her Kohl's ad in the mail.  And we'd been waiting for it.  I've been wanting a Dyson Animal vacuum, and Mom's been cautioning me to wait for the 30% off.  Twice I've wanted to buy one, but she keeps telling me to wait.  When I got in the car and the ad was on the seat, I picked it up and peeled back the sticker.   It was Dyson time!  And of course, the sale would be over by the time we got back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got down to the store, I was calculating how I would pay on Mom's Kohl's card and chatting amiably away about how nice it would be to have a Dyson, etc.   When we finally got the top of the line Dyson 17 in the cart, Mom pulled out her trusty calculator.  She came up with a figure, which was pretty good, considering how much they are in the first place and she smiled.  "That's only $5 more than I paid for the one in the basement."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What?  Which one in the basement?  She had her own Dyson, which was how I knew I wanted one of my own.   I raised an eyebrow and looked at her.  "Which one in the basement?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Happy Birthday and Merry Christmas!" she replied, grinning.  "I got the lower model on 15% off when it was on sale back in April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April!  She's definitely a mom; she can keep a secret for six months or more.  I can't hardly keep a secret for more than a couple of weeks (which is why I do my shopping after NaNoWriMo so I don't have to worry about blurting it out by mistake).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have to wait till we're back from vacation to use it, but yay!  It'll be great!  Clean carpets.  Won't the kitties be surprised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so it wasn't as quick as I thought.  Oh well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-6276777582364255037?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/6276777582364255037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=6276777582364255037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/6276777582364255037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/6276777582364255037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2007/10/cyclone-power.html' title='Cyclone Power'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-8828068625727820642</id><published>2007-09-29T23:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T13:16:16.766-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rockies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baseball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tulowitzki'/><title type='text'>Grand Slam!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/arcadiajoy/RockiesDbackGame92907/photo#5117140684814574978"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/arcadiajoy/RwO8V1ASZYI/AAAAAAAAA2w/9L_UABky1q8/s288/P9290559.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and I went to the Rockies game against the Diamondbacks.  The Rockies need to win all the rest of the regular season games to make it to the playoffs as the wild card.  And we beat the Diamondbacks soundly today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been to many games this year, but more than usual, which is generally one game.  My aunt owns season tickets and she loves baseball.  She recently had a surgical procedure that the doctor wouldn't release her to attend the game, so she gave the tickets to us.  She was sorely disappointed to miss the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my little camera and I took some pictures, which I posted on Picassa as kind of an experiment.  The picture above is of Troy Tulowitzki, Rockies Shortstop rookie, just before he takes a swing.  At the time, I was taking a picture of his wide stance in the batting box.  Just after I got the shot, he ripped one up the middle and made his first career grand slam.  And the crowd went wild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck of a game, and a beautiful night on top of it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-8828068625727820642?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/8828068625727820642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=8828068625727820642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/8828068625727820642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/8828068625727820642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2007/09/grand-slam.html' title='Grand Slam!'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-3547971572091323601</id><published>2007-09-16T19:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T20:05:48.928-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Learning to Listen</title><content type='html'>GirlZoot turned me on to books on cd a couple of weeks ago.  She told me it was like crack, very addictive.  When I told her my commute was only around 20 minutes to the office, she waved her hand in dismissal.  "Perfect," she exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As recommended, I started with a book I knew: Oryx and Crake by Margaret Attwood.  I was actually re-reading the book in the flesh so to speak.  I filled up my cd player in my trunk with the disks and started to listen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GirlZoot was right.  Audio books act like crack on a bibliophile like me.  I'm starting on my fourth book tomorrow.  I've listened to two of my all time favorite classic books: The Great Gatsby and All Quiet on the Western Front.  Since I've been doing historical novels (or period novels, whichever you prefer) I decided to choose another favorite, Catch-22.  Plus, it's a great way to get in some reading during otherwise non-reading moments.  Very cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm almost looking forward to my commute tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-3547971572091323601?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/3547971572091323601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=3547971572091323601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/3547971572091323601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/3547971572091323601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2007/09/learning-to-listen.html' title='Learning to Listen'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-2234726754506028470</id><published>2007-09-09T14:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T14:10:47.617-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kerri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DVDs'/><title type='text'>Lazy Day</title><content type='html'>Saturday I got quite a bit done.  I went to the bank for an errand, went into work for a few hours and got a lot done, picked up my new &lt;a href="http://www.gaiam.com/retail/product/95-8018"&gt;inversion table&lt;/a&gt; from the management office, and set it up.  Mom came up for the setting up and dinner (and she brought her wonderful, amazing, coveted Dyson Animal vacuum for a quick sweep).  As soon as the new Dyson goes on a good enough sale at Kohl's, Mom won't have to bring hers up anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of us got a chance to try the new inversion table.  Back in high school, Kerri's stepdad had an inversion table (we called it the hang-upside-down machine).  We both took turns hanging upside-down and I really loved it.  The feeling of relaxation, quiet, and calm has stayed with me all these years.  When my company formed a partnership with Gaiam, we received a nice discount on their website.  When I saw they had the hang-upside-down machine, I had to have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been very quiet.  I've inverted a little, getting used to the machine.  Most of the day has been spent spiffing up the blog after upgrading to a new template, and messing around online.  I have a few errands to run, then I'm coming home and consuming vast quantities of Heroes.  Mom just finished the series so she lent it to me now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then back to work tomorrow.  Vacation is coming soon.  I really can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-2234726754506028470?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2234726754506028470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=2234726754506028470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/2234726754506028470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/2234726754506028470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2007/09/lazy-day.html' title='Lazy Day'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-8778331577400521037</id><published>2007-09-05T22:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T12:53:40.829-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='airplane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bomber'/><title type='text'>Checking out a piece of history</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/arcadiajoy/1332963773/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1093/1332963773_a4b6a2f937_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/arcadiajoy/1332963773/"&gt;P9050438&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/arcadiajoy/"&gt;Arcadiajoy&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today at lunch, a couple of coworkers and I went out on the Rocky Mountain Metro Airport (formerly Jeffco Airport) and took a tour of the &lt;a href="http://www.arizonawingcaf.com/"&gt;Sentimental Journey&lt;/a&gt;, a Boeing B-17G Flying Fortress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wiz has a vast store of knowledge on airplanes and WWII history, which made for a wonderful and educational half hour.  I even walked across the catwalk in the bomb bay which was a bit nerve-wracking as the bomb bay doors were open.  I could imagine the wind rushing in when the plane was airborne and got a chill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-8778331577400521037?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/8778331577400521037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=8778331577400521037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/8778331577400521037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/8778331577400521037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2007/09/checking-out-piece-of-history.html' title='Checking out a piece of history'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1093/1332963773_a4b6a2f937_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-615324211375880365</id><published>2007-09-01T22:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T12:52:37.158-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NaNoWriMo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Labor Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>I love a three day weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the midst of setting up my 2007 NaNoWriMo blog.  Title and plot indeterminate at this time, but I've got some characters burbling in my head.  hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-615324211375880365?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/615324211375880365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=615324211375880365' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/615324211375880365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/615324211375880365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2007/09/labor-day-weekend.html' title='Labor Day Weekend'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-353123169387715216</id><published>2007-08-13T21:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T12:52:04.097-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PostSecret'/><title type='text'>Post Secret mini movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B6rTkp1dek4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B6rTkp1dek4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-353123169387715216?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/353123169387715216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=353123169387715216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/353123169387715216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/353123169387715216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2007/08/post-secret-mini-movie.html' title='Post Secret mini movie'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-227866889015200232</id><published>2007-08-13T20:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:29:16.798-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mitch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kerri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girlzoot'/><title type='text'>Weekend Stuff</title><content type='html'>Friday was Kerri's birthday.  I took the day off and spent the evening with &lt;a href="http://girlzoot.blogspot.com/"&gt;GirlZoot&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://mitchsspot.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mitch&lt;/a&gt; at the Gothic Theatre down on Broadway.  We went to the Bowling for Soup concert, and they played all sorts of great stuff.  The Gothic has got a great upstairs, with different levels all looking out over the stage.   The room has an intimate feel, and I didn't feel crowed, which is a nice change for a rock concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, I went to the library for a bitsy, with all the best intentions to do some writing.  I actually spent most of the time chatting with &lt;a href="http://shaych.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shaych&lt;/a&gt; and GZ, catching up on current events and politics.  Valium joined us at the library and we all went by the Apple store at Cherry Creek (shiny new computers and iPods and accessories... oh my).  After declining to eat at the food court for quite unreasonable prices, we retired to Hops where we were joined by Shadowowl.  Hops changed their glasses - I guess it had been a while since I had been there.  Lunch was quite tasty.  I decided that after lunch I'd go home.  Honestly, I hadn't been feeling well most of the day and I didn't want to drag the rest of the group down.  I napped quietly in my green chair with the fan on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was quiet.  I went out and bought some new nail polish and painted my nails Russian Navy.  I love OPI color names.  The other two are Vodka &amp; Caviar and An Affair in Red Square.  I'm thinking about getting Boris &amp;amp; Natasha.  Russian theme...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good weekend, much needed rest and relaxation.  Still, I'm not quite ready for this week at work.  I suppose that will get better tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-227866889015200232?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/227866889015200232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=227866889015200232' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/227866889015200232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/227866889015200232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2007/08/weekend-stuff.html' title='Weekend Stuff'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-1743759724464263035</id><published>2007-07-27T07:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T12:50:09.125-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>End of a Decade</title><content type='html'>~ No spoilers here ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got my hands on Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows after I went out to grab a bite to eat and checked my mail.  Instead of UPS as I expected, the USPS delivered my book in the lovely package box at my mail station.  Luckily not everyone in the area was waiting for Harry, as we only have four boxes for about 200 homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read it straight through, well, mostly.  Around 1 am, I read the same paragraph about six times in a row and decided to go to bed for a little while.  Seven hours later I got up, fed myself some Jell-O and a granola bar to keep up my strength, and finished the book by noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who have heard me talking about Harry Potter and how things are going to turn out know I only had two real predictions salient to the outcome of the series.  As promised, there are no spoilers here.  I will only say, I was 50% right, and one of the outcomes in relation to my predictions made me unbelievably happy and one of them was heart wrenching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I expected, I cried a lot throughout the book.  I had to replenish my stock of tissues near my big green chair.  I'm a softie, so I cried at the happy things and the sad things, lest you think it is just a terribly sad book.  It's not.  It's dark, but not exclusively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to re-read the book at a more leisurely pace, to absorb some of the details I may have missed on the first pass.  I've already had a discussion with GZ about some of the themes which I want to revisit. Overall, I'm pleased with the book, my questions are answered and Harry's world is at rest in my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-1743759724464263035?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/1743759724464263035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=1743759724464263035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/1743759724464263035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/1743759724464263035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2007/07/end-of-decade.html' title='End of a Decade'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-6052822882377028864</id><published>2007-07-21T14:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T12:50:41.186-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Summer's slipping away</title><content type='html'>I'm waiting in my big green chair for Harry Potter to arrive.  I'm just about at the point where I'm going to go out and get a bite to eat, because, of course, when I get back, the package will have arrived.  And I'm getting tired of waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent most of my free time the last couple of weeks re-reading books 1 thru 6.  When I finished Half Blood Prince, I cried, a lot, and moped about most of the next day.  Now I'm just wanting to get on with it.  Of course, I'm having mixed feelings about the whole thing.  Whereas, it is always good to get to the end of the book to know what happens, this is the LAST book.  When it's over, it's over.  Except for the movies.  I'm consoling myself that I'll read the entire series again when Half Blood Prince and Deathly Hallows each come out on the silver screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I haven't been terribly communicative this summer (or really this year).  I've not had a lot to muse on and felt I haven't had a whole heck of a lot to say.  I'm enjoying my summer, spending time with family and friends, reading, thinking about writing, even going to work has been relatively nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I babysat my cousin, Little Miss, and she was just so funny.  We gave her a fudgesicle paddle pop and she walked around eating it, saying "It's cold and creamy."  She thought it was just wonderful, until it started melting all over her hand and onto the grass.  We rescued it with a bowl and a spoon.   After the creamy cold treat, we kicked around the soccer balls for a while.  She's pretty good for being not quite 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm going out for a little while.  When I get back, I'm sure I'll have my copy of the Deathly Hallows waiting patiently for me to read it.  Won't that be lovely!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-6052822882377028864?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/6052822882377028864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=6052822882377028864' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/6052822882377028864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/6052822882377028864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2007/07/summers-slipping-away.html' title='Summer&apos;s slipping away'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-884578087910646789</id><published>2007-07-12T19:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T12:54:00.343-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dancing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boulder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='live music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Bands on the Bricks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/arcadiajoy/864417291/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1005/864417291_db25ffe7a2_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/arcadiajoy/864417291/"&gt;P7110126&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/arcadiajoy/"&gt;Arcadiajoy&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last night a friend and I went to Bands on the Bricks in Boulder.  Onda played two sets of Latin rhythms and melodies between 7 and 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a lot of fun checking out the dancers, moms &amp; dads with their kids, smiling couples, teenagers, and independent spirits.  I admit, I was snarky at times, what with a fashion faux pas or twelve.  There was one guy with a shirt of little skulls and a giant neon yellow skull on the back.  Maybe it was just too busy for me, but wow.  One free spirit showed more skin than probably truly necessary, but she certainly was enjoying herself.  One guy wore Wolverine on his shirt.  That was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved watching the hairstyles, on ladies or gentlemen, and got a few interesting shots.  We did see some punks at the end of the night, but it was too dark to catch the shot so far away.  One kid had a periwinkle Mohawk in big spikes.  "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell the truth, live music really makes me happy.  Occasionally it makes me a bit nostalgic; last night I thought of two years ago in August when I last saw my favorite band outside under the Boulder sky.  Onda's music was similar, and the crowd seemed nearly as excited.  I smiled and turned my camera back on the dancing fools before me and after a moment, joined them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-884578087910646789?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/884578087910646789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=884578087910646789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/884578087910646789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/884578087910646789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2007/09/bands-on-bricks.html' title='Bands on the Bricks'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1005/864417291_db25ffe7a2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-4788381073126240320</id><published>2007-06-21T07:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T12:47:18.232-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Do you always...</title><content type='html'>watch for the longest day of the year and then miss it?  I always watch for the longest day in the year and then miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisy Buchanan, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Great Gatsby&lt;/span&gt;, F. Scott Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Summer Solstice!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-4788381073126240320?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/4788381073126240320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=4788381073126240320' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/4788381073126240320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/4788381073126240320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2007/06/do-you-always.html' title='Do you always...'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-2992023013009923141</id><published>2007-05-22T19:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T12:45:48.526-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><title type='text'>Benjamin Franklin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't worry, John.  The history books will clean it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well, it doesn't matter.  I'll not appear in the history books, anyway.  Only you.  Franklin did this and Franklin did that... and Franklin did some other damn thing.  Franklin smote the ground and out sprang... George Washington... fully grown and on his horse.  Franklin then electrified him with his miraculous lightining rod... then the three of them-- Franklin, Washington and the horse-- conducted the entire revolution all by themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howard Da Silva as Benjamin Franklin&lt;br /&gt;William Daniels as John Adams&lt;br /&gt;1776&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-2992023013009923141?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/2992023013009923141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=2992023013009923141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/2992023013009923141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/2992023013009923141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2007/05/benjamin-franklin.html' title='Benjamin Franklin'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-8218490518426519589</id><published>2007-04-23T19:32:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T19:34:41.423-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Book &amp; Lover's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/arcadiajoy/470635324/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/213/470635324_5d17d9235c_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/arcadiajoy/470635324/"&gt;Stack of Books&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/arcadiajoy/"&gt;Arcadiajoy&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today is Book and Lover's Day.  A rose for love and a book forever!  Tattered Cover gives out roses when you buy a book today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went with Girlzoot and Shadowowl to the new Tattered Cover on Colfax and we spend several pleasant hours browsing in the books and gathering treasures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The top book, Kushiel's Dart, is going to be the first book in our new book club.  I started reading the book that jumped into my basket first, We Have Always Lived in the Castle, by Shirley Jackson.  Shirley Jackson wrote the chilling and very memorable "The Lottery".  This story is set in the same village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to make my major book purchase on Book &amp; Lover's Day.  I spread my choices out over different genres and types of books, poetry, classics, short stories, contemporary and writing.  I missed out on my writing book by Joyce Carol Oates, but I found a short stories book by her which evened out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I expect to spend many more pleasant hours reading and enjoying my new books.  Happy Book &amp;amp; Lover's Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-8218490518426519589?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/8218490518426519589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=8218490518426519589' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/8218490518426519589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/8218490518426519589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2007/04/book-lover-day.html' title='Book &amp;amp; Lover&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/213/470635324_5d17d9235c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-18722001532051890</id><published>2007-03-10T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T23:22:46.809-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><title type='text'>Another Week</title><content type='html'>My uncle is doing better.  I went to see him Monday night and he was still sedated in ICU with a ventalator and a big bandage on his head.  Thursday, he was sitting up,  breathing room air, and talking up a blue streak.  He still has a way to go, but I think he's going to make it just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been interesting, and a bit on the frantic side, but what's new, really?  I'm excited about the new position and I would like to get down to business on my new projects.  Now, to get management to agree... I have been pulled back into the day to day business pretty strongly.  I am going to have a talk with my manager to make sure I'm on the right track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed the rain today.  The clean fresh smell during and after the rain was such a refreshing change after all the snow this winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough randomness for now, more later :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-18722001532051890?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/18722001532051890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=18722001532051890' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/18722001532051890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/18722001532051890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2007/03/another-week.html' title='Another Week'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-5813757647915068080</id><published>2007-03-04T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:29:16.799-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><title type='text'>Scary Night</title><content type='html'>I found out this afternoon my uncle passed out twice this weekend.  This evening, he went in for brain surgery.  He is now out of surgery.  My cousin in Brasil, four hours ahead, is laying awake waiting for a call from her mom to let her know if her dad made it through surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aunt, who is generally the rock around which the family revolves,  is frightened.  We are all grateful he came through the surgery, but the future is still uncertain.  But isn't it always?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-5813757647915068080?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/5813757647915068080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=5813757647915068080' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/5813757647915068080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/5813757647915068080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2007/03/scary-night.html' title='Scary Night'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-4078904774787966879</id><published>2007-03-04T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T14:28:29.992-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Promotions Poetry and Posting</title><content type='html'>It has been a while since my last post, and I missed February entirely!  (It's a short month, easy to miss... right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to put out a quick post on a couple of things going on in my world.  First of all, I got the promotion that my manager spoke to me about back in September.  Yay!  Now to get on to the first real project, well, second project after this report for Sales my director wants done by the end of next week.   I'll be the content owner of all policies and operating procedures for the entire department including accts receivable, credit and collections, and deductions.  Nothing like a big challenge to start off a promising new job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading some poetry books I recently bought, mostly anthologies.  I'm reading familiar favorites as well as meeting new friends.  I might review some of the poems (if I get adventerous).  For now, I am really enjoying them.  I'm getting inspired to try my hand at poetry again; it has been a few years since I seriously wrote poetry on a consistant basis.  I have also re-read some of my friend Kerri's poetry and that has been inspiring in other ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is shining today, even if it is a bit cool out, and I am off to enjoy some of the pleasant late winter weather.   Have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-4078904774787966879?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/4078904774787966879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=4078904774787966879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/4078904774787966879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/4078904774787966879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2007/03/promotions-poetry-and-posting.html' title='Promotions Poetry and Posting'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-116995751868142067</id><published>2007-01-27T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T13:46:32.096-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DVDs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Happy Late New Year!</title><content type='html'>Sixth week in a row with snow... cold enough to keep the snow on the ground and in 7 foot high walls and piles.  The weather and conditions are somewhat depressing and bringing out a strong sense of hibernating.  I have gotten in a great deal of TV show watching on DVD, 5 seasons of 24, My Name is Earl, Dead Like Me, Boston Legal, House MD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get Duke Incognito out for printing, yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the beginning of the year, I have said goodbye to two friends who have passed out of this life.  One was a great writer, a bard of the highest caliber, a sweet, funny, kind man with a sparkle in his eye and a particular talent making fires which we all enjoyed at Writers Guild during the cooler months.  The other was my beloved bird of 25 years, Deeter, who brought song and beauty into my world for nearly three quarters of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working on goals for this year, projects I want to start or finish and activities I want to participate in.  One thing I know already is I want to read more this year than last year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-116995751868142067?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/116995751868142067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=116995751868142067' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/116995751868142067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/116995751868142067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-late-new-year.html' title='Happy Late New Year!'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-116676008198063791</id><published>2006-12-22T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T13:40:36.273-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>Tarot Card Thingy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/%7Ewarlock/tarot/dragon/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The High Priestess&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Science, Wisdom, Knowledge, Education.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The High Priestess is the card of knowledge, instinctual, supernatural, secret knowledge. She holds scrolls of arcane information that she might, or might not reveal to you. The moon crown on her head as well as the crescent by her foot indicates her willingness to illuminate what you otherwise might not see, reveal the secrets you need to know. The High Priestess is also associated with the moon however and can also indicate change or fluxuation, particularily when it comes to your moods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/%7Ewarlock/tarot"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-116676008198063791?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/116676008198063791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=116676008198063791' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/116676008198063791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/116676008198063791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2006/12/tarot-card-thingy.html' title='Tarot Card Thingy'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-116675430045101137</id><published>2006-12-21T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T14:29:00.530-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blizzard'/><title type='text'>Blizzard of Aught Six</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/474/631/1600/411471/PC210049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/474/631/320/468234/PC210049.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday the snow started early and I drove into work in the beginning of the blizzard.  After an hour or so at work, the powers that be closed the office and I started driving home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly it was slow going, deep snow and cautious drivers.  About a quarter mile from Federal on eastbound 120th, everything slowed even further to a creeping crawl.  Everyone wanted to keep going, once in motion stay in motion.  I finally got to the intersection and drove through to the other side of Federal.  I saw a police cruiser come down 120th westbound.  I noted it and started to drive up the hill.  When I checked my rearview I saw that the cruiser was behind me, having closed off 120th at Federal.  After passing a semi and one stranded car, I noticed that there were about 6 to 10 other cars on the side of the road.  Some of them were completely perpendicular to the road and one of them was the same make, model, and year as my car.  I followed the pickup truck in front of me through the maze of cars and continued slowly home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got into the complex with little trouble or sliding.  Around two corners and then to where my garage waited for my little car, I flipped open the garage and pulled into the untouched white expanse spread before me.  I got about one car length in and my car high centered, 50 feet from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After forty-five minutes of shoveling a path for the car then digging out under the tires, I popped the car into neutral and rocked it back and forth.  The car finally got over the snow and into the garage with only a few seconds of fear that I would hit the building instead of pulling into the garage.  After I got inside, I closed the garage door and collapsed into my chair, tired, but proud of my accomplishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I peeked out and the snow had fallen and drifted over the path I shoveled.  Good thing the office was already closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to a white Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-116675430045101137?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/116675430045101137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=116675430045101137' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/116675430045101137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/116675430045101137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2006/12/blizzard-of-aught-six.html' title='Blizzard of Aught Six'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-116416674636036781</id><published>2006-11-21T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T13:43:36.037-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NaNoWriMo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Writing Quote</title><content type='html'>No thinking - that comes later. You must write your first draft with your heart. You rewrite with your head. The first key to writing is... to write, not to think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Finding Forester&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-116416674636036781?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/116416674636036781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=116416674636036781' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/116416674636036781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/116416674636036781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2006/11/writing-quote.html' title='Writing Quote'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-116299874891068019</id><published>2006-11-08T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T13:44:57.642-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NaNoWriMo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vote'/><title type='text'>Democracy in the morning</title><content type='html'>I got to my polling place around 8am yesterday and by 8:35 I was done.  The little room was packed, but we were very nicely herded by the election judges.  The electronic voting booth varied from all the ones I've used in the past and I've used everything from punching the chad, to a hand ballot, to three or four different kinds of electronic voting booths - I like to keep my hand in, ready to vote in any manner presented.  Haven't yet voted absentee, but haven't really had the need.  I particularly like going down with all the other registered voters and feeling a sense of community, a sense that my vote is part of the whole vote, that we all come together for this special event, this sacred duty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, must be off to work, so I will leave off with the ramblings and get you back to your regularly scheduled November Insanity.  Oh, wait, that's MY regularly scheduled November Insanity.  Not doing so well, but writing every day.  Story is in a weird place but then again, week two is starting, and gosh golly if it's not going to get harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best of luck to all my fellow nanoers.  Keep on writing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-116299874891068019?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/116299874891068019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=116299874891068019' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/116299874891068019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/116299874891068019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2006/11/democracy-in-morning.html' title='Democracy in the morning'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-116241230470827953</id><published>2006-11-01T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T13:46:09.739-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NaNoWriMo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Welcome to the Insanity</title><content type='html'>NaNoWriMo officially started this morning at midnight.  I was snug in my bed with a touch of cold that blossomed into a bit of a cough and fever this morning.  Auspicious beginning this is not, but I shall perservere!  Even if I can no longer spell correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to November, the month of insanity and mayhem in the writing circles I run in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember, do blog posts count as word count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best of luck to all my writing buddies, &lt;a href="http://girlzoot.blogspot.com/"&gt;GirlZoot&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://ianthealy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ian&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://sunrunner97.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sunrunner&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://lastonehere-nothing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Survivor&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org/userinfo.php?uid=77888"&gt;DaveToe&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://dontaskdonttell.spaces.live.com/"&gt;Iunones&lt;/a&gt;, and everyone else that my foggy brain has let slip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get writing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-116241230470827953?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/116241230470827953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=116241230470827953' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/116241230470827953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/116241230470827953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2006/11/welcome-to-insanity.html' title='Welcome to the Insanity'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-116207730134693506</id><published>2006-10-29T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T13:48:04.808-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boulder Theatre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cabaret Diosa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='live music'/><title type='text'>Last Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/474/631/1600/Last%20Dance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/474/631/320/Last%20Dance.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday and Friday night Cabaret Diosa played their 'last shows ever on Earth' at the Boulder Theater.  This year's Halloween theme was Willy Juanka and the Cha Cha Factory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of the old songs came out for one last time.  Tonight You Will Be Mine, Banana Rum, Hat's on Fire, Baby Wants to Mambo, Mambo Verde and Mambo Cave all brought back memories and got me dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's strange to think it's over.  After 11 years of playing (I 'discovered' them about halfway through their run) the band decided to go their separate ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy for them.  They got to go out in grand Cabaret Disoa style, with good hair and great music surrounded by devoted fans who all left wanting more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juan Del Queso told us that The New Electric Eden isn't a physical place; it is in our hearts and minds and we can go back any time we want.  Pablo de Gallo reminded me that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There is a place that you can go to dance where the music always plays&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!All Hail the Mighty Mambo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-116207730134693506?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/116207730134693506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=116207730134693506' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/116207730134693506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/116207730134693506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2006/10/last-dance.html' title='Last Dance'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-116062745685160695</id><published>2006-10-14T23:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T13:48:27.041-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/arcadiajoy/260289065/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/85/260289065_574c030c35_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/arcadiajoy/260289065/"&gt;Aqua Doors and Windows&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/arcadiajoy/"&gt;Arcadiajoy&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm slow on the updates since I got back from vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a pretty picture to look at while I get my act together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-116062745685160695?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/116062745685160695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=116062745685160695' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/116062745685160695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/116062745685160695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2006/10/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-116046033252246348</id><published>2006-10-10T00:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T13:48:54.708-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>20 ish Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I found this little meme on &lt;a href="http://girlzoot.blogspot.com/"&gt;GirlZoot's&lt;/a&gt; blog.  It was fun so here it is for your enjoyment.  Anyone wanting to answer, please feel free to answer in the comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I want to know 20+ things about you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if we've never talked, never liked each other, or if we already know everything about each other.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1.Your Middle Name:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Age:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Single or Taken:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Favorite Movie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Favorite Song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Favorite Band/Artist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Dirty or Clean:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Tattoos and/or Piercings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE COMES THE FUN ... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do we know each other outside of blogging?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Whats your philosophy on life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Would you have my back in a fight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Would you keep a secret from me if you thought it was in my best interest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your favorite memory of us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Would you give me a kidney?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Tell me one odd/interesting fact about you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Would you take care of me when I'm sick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Can we get together and make a cake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Have you heard any rumors of me lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you/have you talk(ed) crap about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you think I'm a good person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Would you drive across country with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you think I'm attractive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If you could change anything about me, would you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What do you wear to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Would you come over for no reason just to hang out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Would you go on a date with me if I asked you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. If I only had one day to live, what would we do together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Will you repost this so I can fill it out for you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-116046033252246348?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/116046033252246348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=116046033252246348' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/116046033252246348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/116046033252246348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2006/10/20-ish-questions.html' title='20 ish Questions'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-115992977705997286</id><published>2006-10-03T20:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T20:33:11.532-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Mexico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'>Munching on pumpkin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/arcadiajoy/260288456/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/100/260288456_5990c7984f_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/arcadiajoy/260288456/"&gt;PA020084&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/arcadiajoy/"&gt;Arcadiajoy&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Currently, I'm in Santa Fe with some wireless access so I thought I'd post a quick pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This horse is outside of the Taos Visitor Center.  Since it's now officially fall, he's snacking on a lovely pumpkin, which just made me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having lots of fun, with the shopping and the museums and the being away from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-115992977705997286?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/115992977705997286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=115992977705997286' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/115992977705997286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/115992977705997286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2006/10/munching-on-pumpkin.html' title='Munching on pumpkin'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-115903736139306392</id><published>2006-09-23T12:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T13:51:05.907-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cabaret Diosa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DVDs'/><title type='text'>Day of Projects</title><content type='html'>This week pretty much flew by.  My trip to Scottsdale AZ was quite lovely.  The weather was quite hot (well into the 90s).  We stayed at a lovely resort with no less than three pools (and me w/o my bathing suit!), ate copious amounts of resort food (and drank quarts of grapefruit juice... yummy!), and even learned a little along the way.  It was amazing to be in the same room with a large group of people who understand the work I do and can get excited about it.  I won't bore you with the details, but the job I do is a specialized niche of accounting that generally only CPG (consumer packaged goods) companies have to deal with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I'm planning on getting some projects if not finished, at least started.  I have stuff I'm doing for &lt;a href="http://www.cabaretdiosa.com/"&gt;the band&lt;/a&gt; for their final shows (which makes me a bit sad), more along the lines of personal projects I've wanted to do for years and just never made it a priority.  I've also got a few things around the house to do, so I'll just have to see how much I can get done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I received my free* Day Timer leather binder with all the inserts and accoutrements I recently ordered last night.  It came with samples of all sorts of different pages, including graph paper!  Now I need to get the phone book tabs and I'll be set.  Most of my contacts are in my email program or on my Palm (yes, I have both a paper and an electronic planner, I'm finding out what will work best for me as I have used both to varying degrees of success) but I learned from the &lt;a href="http://www.theproductivitypro.com/"&gt;Laura Stack, the Productivity Pro,&lt;/a&gt; to use the alpha tabs in the phone book as a filing system in the planner as well as a phone book.  Since there are some very exciting opportunities coming up at work, I want to work hard on my productivity and my organization to give myself that extra boost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my slightly scattered way, I just checked my queue in the midst of writing this post.  My next movies coming from Netflix are quite exciting, and the tv show is one I've been waiting to see all year (since I don't get WB on my rabbit ears).  Netflix is my compromise with myself regarding visual entertainment.  I just cannot justify the $40+ a month for cable for me and my kitties, when I have so much else I should do (writing, reading, projects).  So I get my movies, fit them in when I can, and call it good.  I'm sure I've ranted this before, but I do feel strongly about it (and I can get digital cable at Mom's whenever the urge strikes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to check the mail and get working on those projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* with purchase of a year of inserts and S&amp;amp;H, still a good deal overall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-115903736139306392?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/115903736139306392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=115903736139306392' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/115903736139306392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/115903736139306392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2006/09/day-of-projects.html' title='Day of Projects'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-115881631074410917</id><published>2006-09-21T20:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T13:51:33.309-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Tagged Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. The last movie you saw in a theater, and current-release movie you still want to see:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw &lt;i&gt;Cars&lt;/i&gt; at the dollar movie – I loved it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Little Miss Sunshine&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. The last movie you rented/purchased for home viewing:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Constant Gardner&lt;/i&gt; – Very good &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. A movie that made you laugh out loud:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dogma&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. A movie that made you cry:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Big Fish&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. A movie that was a darling of the critics, but you think didn't live up to the hype:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um I don’t generally keep up with the critics,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. A movie you thought was better than the critics:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;see above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Favorite animated movie:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mulan&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Favorite Disney villain:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ursula&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. Favorite movie musical:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;On a Clear Day You Can See Forever&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. Favorite movies of all time (up to 5):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Princess Bride&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;To Kill a Mockingbird&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;i&gt;Casablanca&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It’s a Wonderful Life&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Labyrinth&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-115881631074410917?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/115881631074410917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=115881631074410917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/115881631074410917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/115881631074410917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2006/09/tagged-again.html' title='Tagged Again'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-115881463222952283</id><published>2006-09-20T22:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T13:53:09.083-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Got Tagged</title><content type='html'>The hardest part of this one, was that I had to pick only ONE in each… tried for the first one I thought of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. One book that changed your life - the hardest question first. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To Kill a Mockingbird &lt;/span&gt;by Harper Lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. One book that you've read more than once. – &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Prayer for Owen Meany &lt;/span&gt;by John Irving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. One book that you'd want on a desert island. – A large collection of short stories or fairy tales&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. One book that made you laugh. – &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me Talk Pretty One Day&lt;/span&gt; by David Sedaris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. One book that made you cry. – &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All Quiet on the Western Front&lt;/span&gt; by Erich Maria Remarch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. One book that you wish you had written. – &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wicked &lt;/span&gt;by Gregory Maguire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. One book you wish had never been written. – &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mien Kampf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. One book that you are reading at the moment. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To Say Nothing of the Dog &lt;/span&gt;by Connie Willis – funny time traveling literary goofiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. One book that you've been meaning to read. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don Quixote&lt;/span&gt; by Miguel de Cervantes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-115881463222952283?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/115881463222952283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=115881463222952283' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/115881463222952283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/115881463222952283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2006/09/got-tagged.html' title='Got Tagged'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-115842824581131813</id><published>2006-09-16T11:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T13:53:56.331-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Business Trip Prep</title><content type='html'>Whee!  Today I'm going about making lists, ironing clothes, figuring out what items need to be checked and which I can carry on all in preparation for my business trip next week.  I actually leave tomorrow afternoon, so hence the running about today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My department is sending me to beautiful Scottsdale AZ for a conference.  I'm going to meet others in my field (which is fairly specialized to CPG companies) as well as folks from my parent company.  There will be a presentation by our new software provider about the module we just implemented for my department (for which I'm busily troubleshooting and refining processes).  I'm glad I got business cards a couple months back, they'll get a work out this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have time to bond with my current supervisor, who is the other attendee from our company.  We have gotten along well over the last couple months since she joined our department.  I'm hoping that the time together will be good for both of us.  I know that I can learn a lot from her, and I hope that she can learn more about our specialized field from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get back, I'll let y'all know how it went.  It's a short trip, so I'll see you soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-115842824581131813?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/115842824581131813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=115842824581131813' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/115842824581131813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/115842824581131813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2006/09/business-trip-prep.html' title='Business Trip Prep'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-115833938969761721</id><published>2006-09-15T10:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T13:54:27.989-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excercise'/><title type='text'>Newness</title><content type='html'>Short and quick post here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how wonderful and special things are when they are new.  Even a treadmill, pre-owned and representative of long hours of hard work can be a bright and shiny thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the cats think it's a wonderful new toy to climb on or nap on... silly kitties.  (No, I don't let them near it when I'm using it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird, wild stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-115833938969761721?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/115833938969761721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=115833938969761721' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/115833938969761721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/115833938969761721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2006/09/newness.html' title='Newness'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-115803521397752457</id><published>2006-09-11T21:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T13:55:17.300-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kerri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9/11'/><title type='text'>Five years ago</title><content type='html'>This morning I woke up to the song stylings of Lee Greenwood's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God Bless the USA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five years ago tonight, I sat in a new hottub, listening to Mr. Greenwood and watching the Twin Towers fall over and over again on every channel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Towers of Light are on in NYC tonight, still the only thing to have risen from ground zero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just heard on the news that it takes 7 to 10 years to get over a sudden and tragic loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had an active and exciting day, and tonight, after finally being alone for the first time since early this morning, I'm experiencing an admixture of at two very different griefs, one very public and shared, the other very private, yet on some level shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just reflecting in a scattered, disjointed kind of way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-115803521397752457?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/115803521397752457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=115803521397752457' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/115803521397752457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/115803521397752457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2006/09/five-years-ago.html' title='Five years ago'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-115794625932309255</id><published>2006-09-10T19:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T13:56:18.248-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moments'/><title type='text'>Good things about today</title><content type='html'>A nice quiet day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, when I was out cleaning my car (it's going  in for repairs next week), I heard distant bells.  In a few moments, the familiar melody of an ice cream truck came around the bend.  I saw the tiny truck drive by, and nearly flagged it down to buy a drumstick or a pushup pop.  It rounded the bend and its little melody followed it before I could give in to its haunting lure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, after a flash thunder and hail storm, in the freshly washed air, I found a perfectly golden leaf clinging to my car window.  As I drove to the rest of my errands, I passed a golf course.  The late summer storm had left a snowy white covering on just the greens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-115794625932309255?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/115794625932309255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=115794625932309255' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/115794625932309255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/115794625932309255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2006/09/good-things-about-today.html' title='Good things about today'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-115794254678096169</id><published>2006-09-09T17:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:29:16.800-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><title type='text'>Day out and about</title><content type='html'>This morning Mom called and we decided to visit the wee one, now that she and her parents had a week to get used to the full body cast she is in after surgery to correct her hip displaysia.  Happily, the surgery was a success, now the next several weeks in the cast must be endured to let it heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a quick bite at the local fast food joint, and drove across town.  My aunt and uncle (Grandma and Grandpa) were babysitting (Mom and Dad at work).  We spent a couple hours with the family, as the cast of characters changed (Grandma leaving, Mom arriving).  Playing Magna-Doodle, watching PBS Kids Sprout and trying to understand sweet little words spoken around her favorite binky comprised some of the exciting activities.  It was good to see everyone, and spend time with the wee one, even a sometimes cranky wee one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our visit, Mom and I went to the dollar movie (not quite as good as the fifty cent movie from bygone days - I'll see anything for fifty cents!) and saw Cars.  Mom had seen it before, and allowed that she would see it again.  I really enjoyed the movie.  It was much more geared for adults than I expected, and I even cried a little (*sniff*).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie and a relatively slow dinner, we adjourned to the house to make orange mini muffins (yum!) for Mom's church function in the morning.  Nothing like orange mini muffins baking to fill the kitchen with tasty scents and feelings of home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-115794254678096169?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/115794254678096169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=115794254678096169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/115794254678096169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/115794254678096169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2006/09/day-out-and-about.html' title='Day out and about'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-115760155071432627</id><published>2006-09-06T21:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T13:58:29.072-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>Um, surprise??</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style=""&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;      &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;     You are a     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Social Liberal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span shmolor="a8a8a8"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(71% permissive)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    and an...     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Economic Liberal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span shmolor="#a8a8a8"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(25% permissive)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    You are best described as a:&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Democrat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;table id="thetable" name="thetable" background="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/politics/chart_political.gif" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" height="375" width="375"&gt;        &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="262"&gt;         &lt;td width="250"&gt;&lt;!--this width sets social axis, center is 169--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;td width="124"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;        &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr height="112"&gt;&lt;!--this height number economic axis,        center is 206--&gt;&lt;td width="250"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td align="left" valign="top" width="124"&gt;&lt;!--this cellholds the image--&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/politics_you.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;        &lt;/tr&gt;       &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;       &lt;table id="thetable" name="thetable" background="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/politics/chart_basic.jpg" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" height="375" width="375"&gt;        &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="262"&gt;         &lt;td width="250"&gt;&lt;!--this width sets social axis, center is 169--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;td width="124"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;        &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr height="112"&gt;&lt;!--this height number economic axis,        center is 206--&gt;&lt;td width="250"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td align="left" valign="top" width="124"&gt;&lt;!--this cellholds the image--&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/politics_you.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;        &lt;/tr&gt;       &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/politics%27"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Politics Test&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  on &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com%27"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also: &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%27http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3%27"&gt;The OkCupid Dating Persona Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-115760155071432627?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/115760155071432627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=115760155071432627' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/115760155071432627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/115760155071432627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2006/09/um-surprise.html' title='Um, surprise??'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-115743731508627994</id><published>2006-09-05T00:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T14:00:14.378-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girlzoot'/><title type='text'>Weekend over</title><content type='html'>The weekend has officially ended, and on a good note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday evening, I had a good time at my nephew's birthday party.  He looked very happy and had a good time with family and friends.  We all whipped out our cell phones and called his new phone so he could add the numbers in his address book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was extremely quiet, I did a lot of stuff around the house, projects I needed to start or finish, stuff like that.  Both kitties enjoyed me being home, and I spent time playing with or petting on them on and off.  Watched Labyrinth and Arabian Nights in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, quiet again, until I got myself going around 2.  Made my way to Mom's, where we ended up playing cribbage and watching part of Meet the Fockers (which was much funnier than I expected, all the hype notwithstanding).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie watching, I went over to GirlZoot's and got my game fix for a couple days.  We played a quick and dirty hand of Magic, then 3 rounds of Mexican Dominoes (also called Train Dominoes among others).  The Boy joined us and we had a rousing time of wit and banter as well as game-y goodness.  Three hands of Hearts followed where I got to take the Queen at least once (after I gave it away no less).  I always enjoy playing games at GirlZoot's or my kitchen table.  I think it's my turn next (whenever they can make it up in my neighborhood).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today (well, yesterday now) I did some more around the house, with the added benefit of a partner in crime.  We managed two meals out, the laundry, the bills, the sheets, and the carpets.  Whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, a very relaxing weekend, with lots of down time (which I needed more than I realized).  I may have to take another day off sometime this month (before my weeklong vacation in October for which I will need to be forgiven).  And next weekend, we're off to see the wee one for a few hours at least.  We didn't make it to see her this weekend, but since she just got home Friday, I'm sure her parents are looking forward to having some time to adjust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you in the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-115743731508627994?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/115743731508627994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=115743731508627994' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/115743731508627994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/115743731508627994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2006/09/weekend-over.html' title='Weekend over'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-115713172132500603</id><published>2006-09-01T11:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T14:12:31.535-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kerri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girlzoot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>Looking into a long weekend</title><content type='html'>I think I'm all caught up on the major events and activities of the last few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's where I am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going to go see my baby cousin (I've got to come up with a better descriptor than that, she's nearly 2!) at Children's Hospital later today.  She had surgery to correct hip dysplasia, and will be in a cast from the waist down for 6 weeks, then another half cast for another 6 weeks.  The good things here are that it was caught early (imagine 12 weeks in a cast as an active 6 or 8 year old), she probably won't remember this with stunning detail, and even the doctor said it will be harder on the adults than on her.  She's an amazingly adaptive and sweet little girl, and I know she'll come though this and still be a sweet, happy little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took today off, so I have a nice 4 day weekend ahead of me... where I will endeavor to keep my mind off my job.  With all that is going on, it sometimes creeps into my thoughts on my time off, and I try not to let it bother me.  The other day, tho, I woke up in a start and called myself at work to cancel something I had scheduled by mistake... Fun times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After visiting the wee one, I will be going to celebrate my nephew's birthday.  He just started high school and is now 15 years old (as of Wednesday).  He is taller than me (and his mother, and I believe his father as well) and I can still remember him spitting up on me when he wasn't much bigger than a football.  I had just started college when he was born and all sorts of memories are swirling around in my noggin, of his previous birthdays, of when he and his mother visited me in my college dorm, of playing video games, and board games and laughing and watching this incredible boy grow into the young man he is now.  And I am honored to be one of the privileged few friends invited to the family dinner tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing, I had a very strange dream last night.  Girlzoot and I were mudding on the old HLII MUD.  Somehow, instead of just colorful text, it was live action as well, some sort of combination that may have been just part of the dream.  Anyway, one of the elder gods was helping Girlzoot and me gain in the attributes of our class, which for my part involved me being humiliated but remaining true to my honesty.  Once I was humiliated to death (in the game) I raised my attribute and resurrected in a room called Up on Altia's Rooftop.  I tried to read the text of the room (it was created for and by Altia when she attained godhood back in the day) because I wanted to save it.  Well, things started happening, as they do on the mud, and the text either never showed or it scrolled by too fast to read.  When I was recalled (by the same elder god) I met Girlzoot (in the live action part of the game) and told her what happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm off to shower and dress to go see the wee one.  Enjoy your holiday weekend, everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-115713172132500603?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/115713172132500603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=115713172132500603' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/115713172132500603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/115713172132500603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2006/09/looking-into-long-weekend.html' title='Looking into a long weekend'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-115713169852499955</id><published>2006-08-28T21:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T14:13:07.477-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Renovation</title><content type='html'>Our local ABC is under renovation, so we have to decamp early tonight.  Next week is Labor Day, so I got my writing group fix as best I could tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lastonehere-nothing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Survivor&lt;/a&gt; brought his lovely wife, Mrs. Survivor.  We hit it off, and even enjoyed a brief interlude outside in the cool evening air talking before we had to pack up and leave.  I'm still mulling some of the things we talked about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, a good night, even if the group part ended too quickly.  See everyone in 2 weeks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-115713169852499955?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/115713169852499955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=115713169852499955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/115713169852499955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/115713169852499955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2006/08/renovation.html' title='Renovation'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-115713163740290245</id><published>2006-08-27T23:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T14:14:13.641-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mitch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='live music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girlzoot'/><title type='text'>Punk Rock 101</title><content type='html'>Before the Get Happy Tour concert tonight, I met Girlzoot at Brothers BBQ on Washington and 6th Avenue.  My KC Brisket tickled my tastebuds greatly, and the sweet bbq sauce tasted just fine.  We talked, and listened as we finished our tasty meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finding a good spot to park by Charlie's, we wandered across the street to get our tickets at will call and stand in line.  While getting the tickets, we watched some of the members of the various bands (mostly the folks from Bowling for Soup) cross Colfax with a darling french bulldog named Sherman (which GZ found out later).  At previous concerts, I have always delighted in seeing part or all of the band before the show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we waited in line, Mitch joined us.  It really made me happy that the three of us could get together for the concert.  While we have kept up in various ways over the last year since Kerri's funeral, it felt good to all be together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once inside the Ogden, I noticed that the upstairs had expanded quite a bit, and had wings coming out toward the stage along the walls.  It took a few minutes to register this, seeing as I hadn't been in the theatre for a couple of years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this was a 16+ show, we had to prove our age to get up to the balcony where the drinks were.  Our tight neon orange bracelets made quite a fashion statement, going very well with our Batgirl and Tinkerbell t-shirts (can you guess which was mine?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a few drinks and I made some impromptu earplugs (so out of practice).  Before the show we got in some chatting and talking and laughed quite a bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four bands performed, &lt;a href="http://www.armyoffreshmen.com/"&gt;Army of Freshman&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.punchkids.com/"&gt;Punchline&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.luckyboys.com/"&gt;Lucky Boys Confusion&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.bowlingforsoup.com/"&gt;Bowling for Soup&lt;/a&gt;.  Though I didn't know anything of the first 3 bands but Girlzoot's good word, after they finished, I discovered I definitely like their music.  We bought a Lucky Boys Confusion EP for $5, and I now have three albums in my iTunes shopping cart.  And I'm looking forward to the new BFS album coming in November *whoot*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bowling for Soup set had a total of one song I didn't know, which in itself was awesome, but they also played every song I wanted to hear (Surf Colorado, Ohio, 1985, Two Seater, Girl All the Bad Guys Want, Punk Rock 101, The Last Rock Show, Get Happy).  I'm going to be buzzing on this for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Mitch and Girlzoot for coming out!  I had a great time and we should do it again soon (or something like it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whooo hooo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-115713163740290245?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/115713163740290245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=115713163740290245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/115713163740290245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/115713163740290245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2006/08/punk-rock-101.html' title='Punk Rock 101'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-115713157726896797</id><published>2006-08-26T22:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T14:17:47.855-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='storytelling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theater'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fringe Festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boulder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><title type='text'>One final look</title><content type='html'>Saturday I drove into a wet and rainy Boulder to see the last show on my punch card.  After much deliberation, I chose to do a repeat performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I parked at the Library (huzzah for free parking!) and walked by Boulder Creek under Broadway and up to 13th to the Boulder Museum of Contemporary Art.  I got my last punch for Arachne and wandered through the muesum until the show was opened.  I got a second row seat along the back, where I could see the entire stage (the first time we were to the side and missed part of the story in the stage dressings).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a few of the actors from different pieces at the Fringe, which was fun.  Everyone seemed to be supporting everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a different persepective, and a different night, the show came alive in a different fashion.  Some of the surprise had left the piece, like the skittering spider part, however, the story and the acting withstood the loss of my innocence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whereas some of the pieces at the Fringe showed different or updated visions of an older story, Arachne told the myth set in the time and place of its origin.  "We tell the same stories over and over again."  "If we're lucky and we have a story where we're really smart or really clever, then we tell that story over and over again."  Her retelling of this ancient tale not only brought the myth to life again but also gave me a glimpse into the eyes of an angry Goddess and I felt the loss of faith that Arachne purported keenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am here in the corner, where you don't want me.  But I am still here."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-115713157726896797?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/115713157726896797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=115713157726896797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/115713157726896797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/115713157726896797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2006/08/one-final-look.html' title='One final look'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-115691106320931368</id><published>2006-08-25T21:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T14:17:28.206-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theater'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fringe Festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boulder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Flying Solo</title><content type='html'>Friday afternoon, I got an email from DJ, he was unable to make it out on Friday night.  I pulled out the festival schedule to see if there was anything I wanted to change about the shows we planned on seeing.  Luckily, the shows were all in the Dairy Center for the Arts, a nice central location, close to some good eats and relatively easy to park near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got off work early, due to summer hours and drove into Boulder.  The sky was overcast a bit, with the sun peeking out at different times.  By the time I got to the Dairy, it had warmed considerably and I decided to run by Noodles for a bite to eat.  With my book (the reading of which I wouldn't be noting on my CV, as it would mean I didn't like to socialize), I walked down to the restaurant and ordered a nice trio of breaded Parmesan chicken, mushroom stroganoff, and a caesar salad (with real grated Parmesan cheese on it).  Quite tasty, and I read my book for about an hour before heading back to the venue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now, it was raining lightly, like it had last Saturday walking back from *Bux (which, incidentally is next to Noodles).  I went into the Dairy to get my tickets and I got a chance to meet &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/sophienimmannit/"&gt;Sophie Nimmannit&lt;/a&gt;, the artist and actor in Arachne.  She was very personable and genuinely excited to hear feedback.  Later, while waiting in line, she put on the Athena mask (with mirrors for eyes, which just felt so right for a Goddess) and handed out flyers to her show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first show I saw was Something is Rotten, a very off beat version of Hamlet, with puppets, a goldfish as Ophelia, a construction truck as a very convincing Laertes, and a ghost sock with pink stripes.  As before in many of the shows we saw at the Fringe Festival, the actors continually broke the fourth wall.  All in all it was funny and entertaining, definitely something unique in the treatment of Hamlet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a brief break, while the stage was set for the next performance, I found myself in the same seat (front row stage left section).  The Decameron Project had large imposing asymetrical blocks for the staging, looking almost like rock formations or distant mountains.  Later in the show, everyone had a start when one of the big crags came crashing down by mistake with a thunderclap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set in a future where mankind seemed to be nearly destroyed by an undefined plague, six survivors told each other stories to keep the dark at bay and remind themselves of their essential humanity.  Some of the stories, like the Family Bed and the Office Sex Toy (my titles, not theirs) touched a deep vein of humor and sexual banter.  Others, like Come Back After Death and Wrong Therapist, had humor laced with a piercing meaning, reminding us all of what it is to be human.  While the actors physically broke the fourth wall by leaving the stage and sitting on the floor before it, they never spoke to the audience.  I loved the storytelling aspect and how the others would participate in acting out the story.  It gave a richness of experience and allowed the players to be different people all within the context of the show.  Serious, but ultimately uplifting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the last show, I was quite tired, and left the beautiful Boulder valley to wind my way home.  One more punch for tomorrow and the Boulder International Fringe Festival will be over, at least for me, until next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-115691106320931368?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/115691106320931368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=115691106320931368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/115691106320931368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/115691106320931368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2006/08/flying-solo.html' title='Flying Solo'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8943593.post-115683045424303060</id><published>2006-08-24T20:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T14:19:37.385-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theater'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kerri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fringe Festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boulder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='improv'/><title type='text'>Pearl Street Up and Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/474/631/1600/w-e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/474/631/320/w-e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight the plan was for catching a show together at the Trident at 8:30.  Since I get off work between 5 and 6 o'clock, I figured I could take in another show before the comedy improv.  Plans changed after I heard from DJ.  Now we were taking in two shows, after a quick bite at Illegal Pete's (mmm good).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IP's is at 15th and Pearl.  We walked down to the Boulder Co-op at 19th and Pearl to see w/e, a one man dramatic piece (picture above).  I really liked the way the story unfolded, and how the characters interrelated. The actor, Robert LaRonde, had an amazing grasp of kinesthetic sense as evidenced by the transformation between Miles and Cynthia.  Miles' near frenetic pacing and Cynthia's tentative smile stayed with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, we walked back down Pearl Street to the Trident (at 9th).  Along the way a busker was performing for a small crowd, balancing something on her chin.  She had a chain demarking the stage, one of the yellow plastic kinds.  DJ told me about another performer he had seen, who did an amazing Zip Code trick.  He had a chain outlining the continental US and asked for audience members to tell him what Zip Code they were from (preferably out of state).  He would unerringly place them in the correct home towns and fill the map with the folks watching the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to the Trident with plenty of time, and we got some drinks.  One of the performers we had seen on Sunday had just finished his set and was staying for the next one.  I said hi and told him how much I enjoyed his show.  He remembered me and DJ from the other night (most of the venues are very intimate, we're talking inches not feet from the stage at times).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The improv, Comedy a la Carte, was done by Mile Hi-Larity, a local Denver improv troupe.  We had an MC and four players varying from Jeopardy to guess the activity with a twist.  As always, audience participation was manditory.  Occupations, outdoor activities, and favorite colors tumbled over each other vying for promenince and the chance to be chosen.  One of my favorite improv activities is always Rewind, and they did a good job with a trucker piece.  One I hadn't seen before was Flashback, where the action rolls for a while then the MC calls flashback and the players act out a scene that happened before the last scene.  Confusing, but definitely entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years in a row, Kerri and I went to Impulse Theater under the Wynkoop for her birthday (after trying abortively to see something closer to home).  It was always fun and we laughed so much we cried.  Under the overhang at the Trident, in a place where I was pretty sure she had never been, I could feel her with me, laughing and being amazed at the speed and hilarity ensuing before me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the laughter subsided, and I could breathe normally again, we wandered back toward my car, parked at 14th and Canyon.  After I dropped DJ off at his car, I wound my way back through Boulder, enjoying the quiet and the cool evening air, and wondering what tomorrow would bring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8943593-115683045424303060?l=arcadiajoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/feeds/115683045424303060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8943593&amp;postID=115683045424303060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/115683045424303060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8943593/posts/default/115683045424303060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://arcadiajoy.blogspot.com/2006/08/pearl-street-up-and-down.html' title='Pearl Street Up and Down'/><author><name>Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04756821882458182573</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/206/2219/640/Sarah%20Fav2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
