<?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-536321468936601378</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:52:02.657-08:00</updated><category term='TV bad'/><category term='Insects'/><category term='mosquitoes'/><category term='Yogurt'/><category term='Water'/><category term='Intelligence'/><category term='terarriums'/><category term='Oxalis'/><category term='The Neanderthal Parallax'/><category term='Vegan'/><category term='Sugar-Free'/><category term='Frame Making'/><category term='Learning'/><category term='achillea'/><category term='Cucumber'/><category term='leopard  gecko'/><category term='Weather'/><category term='Raspberry'/><category term='Soap Making'/><category term='Salad'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Papermaking'/><category term='Honeybee'/><category term='Books'/><category term='The Series of Unfortunate Events'/><title type='text'>Pursuit Of Joy</title><subtitle type='html'>'Cause life's too short for tv.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursuitofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536321468936601378/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursuitofjoy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>zyphax@gmail.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17877819519357986424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536321468936601378.post-1559203039548461963</id><published>2009-11-22T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T13:29:00.512-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>The Time Traveler's Wife</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; By Audrey Niffenegger.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Format.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; An Audiobook read by William Hope&lt;span&gt;
and Laurel Lefkow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;The
Book in One Sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
Henry DeTamble involuntarily travels through time and tries to live a
'normal' life.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;The
Good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Beautifully crafted characters.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;The
Bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
The bizarre dream sequences.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Who would I
recommend it to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Anyone who likes loves stories with a
scifi twist and/or bitter-sweet endings.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;A
Quote from the Book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "I sleep. &amp;nbsp;I inhabit sleep
firmly, willing it,
wielding it, pushing away dreams, refusing, refusing. Sleep is my lover
now, my forgetting, my opiate, my oblivion."&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Verdict.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A worthwhile read. &amp;nbsp;Lots to like here.


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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Netflix dvd&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(254, 156, 0);"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(254, 156, 0);"&gt;The
Movie in one sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
Twelve jurors must decide the verdict in a murder case.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(254, 156, 0);"&gt;The
Good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
&amp;nbsp;A diverse group of twelve people coming together to create a
bit of
ordinary extraordinary. &amp;nbsp;It is a delight to watch and puzzle
out
who will be the next to switch their vote.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br style="color: rgb(254, 156, 0);"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(254, 156, 0);"&gt;The
Bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
They are in the jury room for nearly all of the movie. &amp;nbsp;It was
hot
in there and I can sympathize its hot where I am too. &amp;nbsp;The
room is
cramped in the film and, well, don't watch this if your prone to
claustrophobia. &amp;nbsp; Also, nothing supernatural happens.
&amp;nbsp;It is
all pretty serious and real.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(254, 156, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Who would I recommend it to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Anyone who likes black and white films
and Henry Fonda.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(254, 156, 0);"&gt;A
quote from the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
"Let's take a vote."&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(254, 156, 0);"&gt;Verdict.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I've
seen this movie several times and come away with something different
each time. &amp;nbsp;If you haven't seen it,&amp;nbsp; rent it.
&amp;nbsp;Clear
away the distractions and enjoy.&lt;br&gt;



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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; By Alan Weisman.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Format.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Audiobook read by Adam Grupper&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;The
Book in One Sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; What would happen to the planet and the
structures we have built upon it, if we the Earth's human
inhabitants were to disappear?&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;The
Good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was very interesting to learn about
the kind of maintenance that goes into 'civilisation'.
&amp;nbsp;Weisman, doesn't just stick to the states, but takes in the
wider world as well. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The book takes in a wide range of
phenomenon. &amp;nbsp;Not only discussing what would happen if we
should disappear, but also taking in the range of plant wide changes,
our past and continued presence has and will cause.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br style="color: rgb(34, 108, 195);"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;The
Bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This is not a particularly cheerful
book. &amp;nbsp;It is not meant to be. &amp;nbsp;You've been warned.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(34, 108, 195);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Who would I recommend
it to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Those interested in doomsday books, in
learning more
about our impact on the world around us and/or curious about how our
city infrastructure is maintained. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;A
Quote from the Book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "In 2000, the U.S Fish and Wildlife
Service reported
that 77,000 towers were higher than 199 feet, which meant that they
were required to have warning lights for aircraft. &amp;nbsp;If
calculations were correct, that meant that nearly 200 million birds
collided fatally with towers each year in the United States alone.
&amp;nbsp; In fact, those figures had already been usurped, because
cell
phone towers were being erected so fast. &amp;nbsp;By 2005, there were
175,000 of those. &amp;nbsp;Their addition. would raise the annual toll
to
half a billion dead birds --except that this number was still based on
scant data and on guesses, because scavengers get to most feathered
victims before they're found."&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Verdict.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A good read. &amp;nbsp;Weisman took many
environmental
studies and interviews, and crafted them into a very readable and
entertaining story.



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Book #1 of The Neanderthal Parallax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; By Robert J. Sawyer.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Format.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Audiobook read by Jonathan Davis.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;The
Book in One Sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A Neanderthal named Ponter Boddit
accidentally travels from his own universe into ours, and in so doing
exposes both unique cultures to one another.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;The
Good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I enjoyed a lot of the science and
philosophy discussions. &amp;nbsp;Boddit's people have a view on how
the universe works that is far different from our own.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;The
Bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
Some of the relationship dynamics seemed a bit forced.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(34, 108, 195);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Who would I
recommend it to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; People interested in parallel worlds,
alternate history and/or Neanderthals.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;A
Quote from the Book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Pennies from heaven."&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Verdict.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I love how this book ended.
&amp;nbsp;Definitely going to read the rest of the series.


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&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Format.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Audiobook read by Tim Curry.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;The
Book in One Sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The Baudelaire orphans encounter yet
another in a series of unfortunate events. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;The
Good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Did you know that wasabi can be consider
a&amp;nbsp;culinary substitute for horseradish? &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;The
Bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
I wish this series could last forever. Ah, well.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(34, 108, 195);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Who would I
recommend it to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Everyone. &amp;nbsp;Especially people
who tend to enjoy childeren's books, &amp;nbsp;like to learn new words
and/or enjoy a good story.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;A
Quote from the Book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "'Aye!' the voice said again. "Keep your
eyes open! &amp;nbsp;Look out below! &amp;nbsp;Look out above!
&amp;nbsp;Look out for spies! &amp;nbsp;Look out for one another!
&amp;nbsp;Look out! &amp;nbsp;Aye! &amp;nbsp;Be very careful! Be very
aware! Be very much! Take a break! &amp;nbsp;No--keep going!
&amp;nbsp;Stay awake! &amp;nbsp;Calm down! &amp;nbsp;Cheer up!
&amp;nbsp;Keep climbing! &amp;nbsp;Keep your shirt on! &amp;nbsp;Aye!'"&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Verdict.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm having trouble writing something
level headedly enthusiastic. &amp;nbsp;This book and the whole series
rock!


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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Redbox dvd&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(34, 108, 195);"&gt;The
Movie in one sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
The President is shot (or is he?) and that event along with what
happens after is replayed through the eyes of several eye witnesses. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(34, 108, 195);"&gt;The
Good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Forest Whitaker. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The puzzle piece nature of the film
makes it interesting to fit together in your mind.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br style="color: rgb(34, 108, 195);"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(34, 108, 195);"&gt;The
Bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
The way the movie is pieced together is more interesting than the story
that is being told. &amp;nbsp;The name of the movie pretty much gives
that
away, but somehow I still wasn't expecting it.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(34, 108, 195);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Who would I recommend it to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Anyone who enjoys interestingly edited
movies. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(34, 108, 195);"&gt;A
quote from the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "I go where the moment takes me."&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(34, 108, 195);"&gt;Verdict.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Entertaining and unremarkable.&lt;br&gt;

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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Redbox dvd&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;The
Movie in one sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A disillusioned minister investigates a
river of blood and regains her faith in the process.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;The
Good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
&amp;nbsp;Beautiful aerial shots of swamp lands. &amp;nbsp;Fun larger
than life characters.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;The
Bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Way to many waking up from vivid dream
sequences. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Who would I recommend
it to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; People who enjoy a good rain of frogs.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;A
quote from the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;"Seeing as how I was standing waist high in blood, dodging
frogs and all."&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Verdict.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
If I hadn't been bored I would never have picked this movie out to
watch. &amp;nbsp;I'll probably forget it in a few weeks.



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(1962)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span
 style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Format.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Netflix dvd.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;The
Movie in one sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Depicts T.E. Lawrence's role in World
War I.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;The
Good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
An incredible story I'd never heard before. &amp;nbsp;I'm still not
sure of
the historical placement, but I intend to learn more. &amp;nbsp;This
Peter
O'Toole fellow is divine.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;The
Bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
I know the vast desertscapes were part of the point. &amp;nbsp;They
were
also beautiful shots. &amp;nbsp;However in a movie of over 3 hours in
length, it was a bit more than I could take. &amp;nbsp;I totally
fast forwarded through bits of it. &amp;nbsp;Oh. &amp;nbsp;And the
torture
scene. &amp;nbsp;Because watching someone be tortured when I can do
nothing
to help, drives me nuts.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Who
would I recommend it to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Anyone with an interest in this piece of
history, Lawrence, beautiful films, or excellent stories.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;A
quote from the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
"I'm different."&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Verdict.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I'm
not sure how I could have gone so long in my life without having seen
this film. &amp;nbsp;I've added it to my re-watch in five years list.
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by Michael Chabon &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Format.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Audiobook on&amp;nbsp;iAudio T2.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;The
Book in one Sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; An unstable detective must race against
time to solve a murder before his people are kicked out of Alaska.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;The
Good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;
Chabon's descriptions are priceless. &amp;nbsp;One of the characters,
Bina
Gelbfish, uses whatever is handy to tie her hair back, which is totally
something I do.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;The
Bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Occasionally a bit too gritty for me.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Who
would I Recommend it to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Anyone with an interest in alternate
history, gritty crime novels, hidden cows, or happy endings. &lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;A
quote from the Book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
"According to doctors, therapists, and his ex-wife, Landsman drinks
to medicate himself, tuning the tubes and crystals of his moods with a
crude hammer of hundred-proof plum brandy. But the truth is that
Landsman has only two moods: working and dead."
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Verdict.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
There is an awesome story here. &amp;nbsp;While it took me some effort
to
get past the grit and flashbacks to&amp;nbsp;see that, I will
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by J. Maarten Troost &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Format.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Borrowed paperback recommended by
Meredith.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span
 style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The Book in one sentence&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Troost goes with beguiling girlfriend to far away,
isolated island where they experience a different culture, and come
away changed for the better.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The
Good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Troost tale is often entertaining and
also informative on a piece of history, most would never come across&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The
Bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; For a book I thought would be pretty
much fluff, possibly a bit to much reality.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Who
would I recommend it
to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Anyone with an interest in
atolls in the equatorial pacific, island customs, how does one live
without sewage treatment, gaining an appreciation for the US postal
system.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A
quote from the book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Johnston Atoll in the vilest place on
Earth.&amp;nbsp; In the 1960's the United States used the island for
atmospheric nuclear tests, which is a definite no-no in most
neighborhoods.&amp;nbsp; Not content to merely&amp;nbsp; nuke the
atoll, the U.S. then decided to poison it.&amp;nbsp; This is where
America stores and disposes of such wonders from the laboratory as the
nerve gas Sarin and other clever agents for delivering disease and
death.&amp;nbsp; There are two bleak processing plants and they sit at
either end of the runway, steadily&amp;nbsp; burning canister after
canister of poison.&amp;nbsp; Between the plants are military barracks
with satellite dishes protruding from their roofs, receiving signals
from a world that seems very far away.&amp;nbsp; There is nothing else
on Johnston Atoll.&amp;nbsp; Now and then, there are little accidents,
leakages, small&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oopsies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span
 style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and the hapless
soldiers assigned here don their gas masks.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It is tempting to dash off a page or two
and expound upon the philosophical implications of Johnston
Atoll.&amp;nbsp; The physical manifestations of humanity's capacity for
great evil reside here, and for writers more ambitious than I this
would be like catnip.&amp;nbsp; However, sitting in an airplane
watching one passenger, a civilian who had made a peculiar career
choice, disembark, I was not struck by any profound
ruminations.&amp;nbsp; My thoughts were more along the lines
of&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Could
someone please close the fucking door before we all turn into mutants?&lt;/span&gt;
Armed soldiers guarded the airplane and I just knew that they were
sporting fish gills, and while I felt deeply sorry for them and their
offspring, I just wished that someone would close the door and let us
breathe airplane air again, which is only slightly less toxic, but
still.&amp;nbsp; And then someone did just that, and we were back in
the air, scanning the water closely, searching for signs of Godzilla."&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Verdict.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After everything, I think I will
remember the historical information best.&amp;nbsp; It was like taking
a vitamin pill with a sugar coating.&amp;nbsp; I'll remember the
important bits well after the initial humour has faded.&amp;nbsp; A
decent piece of infotainment.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Format.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A book lent to me.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The book in one sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A collection of short stories featuring
ghosts, aliens, your own death, and so much more.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br
 style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Beautiful and lyrical with elements of
the fantastic and supernatural.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Lacking in anything solid to
hold on to.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Like
spun sugar, easily devoured, leaving behind the taste of sweetness and
the remembrance of intense enjoyment. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
And as tends to be my problem with short stories, I feel the need for
greater resolution and clarity. &amp;nbsp;For neatly folded corners and
tucked in sheets, that the author leaves us to fill in on our own.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who would I recommend it
to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Someone who likes poetry, coloring
outside the lines, and doesn't mind unanswered questions.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
A quote from the book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "What would the sky be like if there was
nothing to see but stars?"&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Verdict.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
I don't always get or understand this sort of writing. &amp;nbsp;But I
keep
coming back for more. &amp;nbsp;It speaks to the part of my mind I
ignore.
&amp;nbsp;The part of my mind that likes shiny things and wants to
chase
butterflies. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes you've got to feed the monsters in the
basement.&lt;br&gt;


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&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Format.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ebook&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The book in one sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
Sookie and Amalie deal with family and shake off the the lingering
baggage of past boyfriends while Bill and Eric come to their senses and
all join together to confront powerful forces of change. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br
 style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
Sookie isn't quite as resistant to join in with the supernatural world,
which opens her up to more interesting encounters.&amp;nbsp; Harris has
created an incredible world that is always a pleasure to visit.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
The whole book felt like it could have been condensed down and used as
the opening to a longer book that actually went somewhere.&amp;nbsp;
Lines
were drawn in the sand in the previous book and in this book the lines
were just re-emphasised.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who would I recommend it
to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Anyone with an interest in vampire
fiction series.&amp;nbsp; Also anyone who likes a good drama.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A quote from the book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
"If I ever invaded a small country, this was the woman I wanted on my
side."&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Verdict.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
It
might be possible to skip this book in the series and not miss a beat
when the next comes out.&amp;nbsp; However I did enjoy the book a good
deal
and am looking forward to the next installment.&amp;nbsp; Watching
Sookie's
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transition into vegetarianism.&amp;nbsp; When I realized my gluten
sensitivity my use of beans expanded more.&amp;nbsp; While living with
the &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"
 href="http://www.deeprootsbodyandbath.com"&gt;Worlds Best Soap
Maker&lt;/a&gt; I tended to eat whatever was on the menu for the
evening. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Now that I'm responsible once more for my every meal and I'm living
with a vegan, I'm diving with renewed energy into the bean goodness.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Take the dive with me.&amp;nbsp; Beans for every meal of the day!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Breakfast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Tofu scramble: (don't let the dreaded 't' word scare you off)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"
 href="http://www.101cookbooks.com/archives/garam-masala-tofu-scramble-recipe.html"&gt;Garam
Masala Tofu Scramble Recipe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
As found on 101 Cookbooks.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-left: 40px;"&gt;Cut the onion/fennel
thinner than you would for a slaw - extra thin, but not quite whisper
thin. You can buy garam masala spice blends, or make your own from
spices like cardamom, cloves, cumin, and cinnamon. On the tofu front, I
actually like to use a firmer tofu which lends more structure in the
end, softer water-packed work as well but lend a looser, and in some
cases creamier texture.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a splash of olive oil&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; couple pinches of salt&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1 1/2 teaspoons garam masala spice blend&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1 medium onion, halved and cut into thin
slices&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1/2 medium bulb fennel, cut into very
thin slices&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1/4 cup dried cranberries, chopped&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 12 ounces extra firm organic tofu,
crumbled&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1/4 cup chopped cilantro&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1/3 cup pistachios, chopped&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Add the olive oil to a big pot over med-high heat. Stir in the garam
masala, and then quickly add the onions and fennel.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Stir in onions and salt and cook until the onions soften, just a minute
or two. Now it's up to you in regards to how long you'd like to let the
onions cook - it you are in a rush, just cook them for a few minutes
until they soften. If you have a bit more time, let them start to
caramelized and darken. Stir in the cranberries, cook them for thirty
seconds and add the tofu. Stir and stir to combine the tofu with the
other ingredients. Remove from the heat and stir in the cilantro and
pistachios. Taste and add more salt if needed.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Serves 4.'&lt;br&gt;
&lt;big&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;
&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Lunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br
 style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-left: 40px;"&gt;&lt;span
 style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Bean Sprout Salad&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Start with your leafy green of choice. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
Add veggies and dressing. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
Top with Bean Sprouts. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Fast food, hurrah!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-left: 40px;"&gt;&lt;span
 style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Chickpea Dinner aka:
Channa Masala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
2 Tablespoons oil/butter&lt;br&gt;
1 Teaspoon Cumin&lt;br&gt;
3 Clove buds&lt;br&gt;
3 medium Bay Leaves&lt;br&gt;
3 cloves garlic&lt;br&gt;
1/2 large onion&lt;br&gt;
2 largish tomatoes&lt;br&gt;
4 Sprigs mint&lt;br&gt;
1 can Chickpeas&lt;br&gt;
Curry powder mix 2 Tablespoons by taste&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Heat oil.&amp;nbsp; Fry cumin, clove, bay.&amp;nbsp; Then add garlic
and onion. Fry until browned.&amp;nbsp; Add tomatoes.&amp;nbsp; Cook
down with lid until tomatoes are broken down.&amp;nbsp; Blend mint with
some onion. Add to pot.&amp;nbsp; Add chickpeas and cook 10-15
minutes.&amp;nbsp; Add Curry powder.&amp;nbsp; Cook off any extra
liquid if needed. Can be eaten on it's own or Served with Basamati Rice
and cucumber yogurt.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Vani, Thank you for this recipe and all of your cooking lessons.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Deserts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-left: 40px;"&gt;&lt;a
 style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"
 href="http://www.101cookbooks.com/archives/amazing-black-bean-brownies-recipe.html"&gt;Amazing
Black Bean Brownie Recipe&lt;/a&gt; as found on 101 Cookbooks&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
For those of you who have a hard time tracking down agave nectar (which
is becoming much more readily available) substitute honey 1:1 for the
agave nectar. Ania's head notes encourage you to keep these brownies in
the refrigerator, they will slice much better if refrigerated several
hours or preferably overnight. I used instant coffee this time around,
but you can find natural coffee substitute at many natural food stores.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 4 ounces unsweetened chocolate&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1 cup unsalted butter&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 2 cups soft-cooked black beans, drained
well (hs: canned is fine)&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1 cup walnuts, chopped&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1 tablespoon vanilla extract&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ¼ cup (granulated) natural coffee
substitute (or instant coffee, for gluten-sensitive)&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ¼ teaspoon sea salt&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 4 large eggs&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1½ cups light agave nectar&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Preheat the oven to 325°F. Line an 11- by 18-inch (rimmed) baking pan
(hs note: or jellyroll pan) with parchment paper and lightly oil with
canola oil spray.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Melt the chocolate and butter in a glass bowl in the microwave for 1
1/2 to 2 minutes on high. Stir with a spoon to melt the chocolate
completely. Place the beans, 1/2 cup of the walnuts, the vanilla
extract, and a couple of spoonfuls of the melted chocolate mixture into
the bowl of a food processor. Blend about 2 minutes, or until smooth.
The batter should be thick and the beans smooth. Set aside.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
In a large bowl, mix together the remaining 1/2 cup walnuts, remaining
melted chocolate mixture, coffee substitute, and salt. Mix well and set
aside.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
In a separate bowl, with an electric mixer beat the eggs until light
and creamy, about 1 minute. Add the agave nectar and beat well. Set
aside.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Add the bean/chocolate mixture to the coffee/chocolate mixture. Stir
until blended well.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Add the egg mixture, reserving about 1/2 cup. Mix well. Pour the batter
into the prepared pan. Using an electric mixer, beat the remaining 1/2
cup egg mixture until light and fluffy. Drizzle over the brownie
batter. Use a wooden toothpick to pull the egg mixture through the
batter, creating a marbled effect. Bake for 30 to 40 minutes, until the
brownies are set. Let cool in the pan completely before cutting into
squares. (They will be soft until refrigerated.)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Makes 45 (2-inch) brownies.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Reprinted with permission from Baking With Agave Nectar: Over 100
Recipes Using Nature’s Ultimate Sweetener by Ania Catalano. (Ten Speed
Press 2008) &lt;br&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;div style="margin-left: 40px;"&gt;&lt;a
 style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"
 href="http://www.ontariobeans.on.ca/recipes.php?recipe=71"&gt;Gluten
Free Chocolate Chip Cookies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
1 cup&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Gluten Free Bean Flour Bread Mix&lt;br&gt;
1/2 tsp. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Baking Soda&lt;br&gt;
1/2 cup &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Chocolate Chips&lt;br&gt;
2/3 cup&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Soft Margarine or Butter&lt;br&gt;
2/3 cup&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Granulated Sugar (White or Brown)&lt;br&gt;
1 Egg&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
1 tsp.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Vanilla&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
In bowl, stir together bean flour bread mix, and baking soda.&lt;br&gt;
In mixing bowl, cream together margarine and granulated sugar. Beat in
egg and vanilla until light and fluffy. Stir in dry ingredients until
blended. Fold in chocolate chips. &lt;br&gt;
Drop by heaping tablespoonful (15ml), about 2 inches apart onto
nonstick sheets. &lt;br&gt;
Bake in 350F (180C) oven for 10 to 12 minutes or until golden brown. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Makes 16 cookies.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;big style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Web Resources&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"
 href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Legumes"&gt;Botanical info&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"
 href="http://www.amazon.com/Beans-History-Ken-Albala/dp/1845204301/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1209849189&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;History
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Bastardization or useful utensil?</title><content type='html'>In the interest of full disclosure, I do not like sporks.&amp;nbsp; I
think they're pointless.&amp;nbsp; I was reminded recently of a clever
poem one of my high school classmates had written about the dual nature
of the spork.&amp;nbsp; From there I decided to investigate sporks and
determine the origin of such useless yet oddly prevalent implements.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
For clarification, we are discussing here the sporks that contain a
shallow spoon like bowl and short fork like tines.&amp;nbsp; And not
the utensil that contains a fork on one end and a spoon on the other.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Availability&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
A search on &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"
 href="http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_ss_gw/105-9975120-9092413?url=search-alias%3Daps&amp;amp;field-keywords=sporks&amp;amp;x=0&amp;amp;y=0"
 target="_blank"&gt;Amazon&lt;/a&gt; will lead to a variety of
different sorts of sporks: wooden, plastic, and metallic.&amp;nbsp;
People must actually pay money for inefficient utensils.&amp;nbsp;
Crazy, I know.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Who invented it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Sporks have been in use since the late 1800's.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a
 style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"
 href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spork" target="_blank"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;
suggests that there is some confusion on origination; there are have
been patents in the past, but indeterminate records at
current.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"
 href="http://oak.cats.ohiou.edu/%7Ejm703496/spork/"&gt; Sporks
are Godlike&lt;/a&gt; proposes two theories: Divine intervention and
evolution.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Alternative uses
for the spork.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Give the sporks extreme inability to serve its intended purpose &lt;a
 style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.spork.org"
 target="_blank"&gt;Spork.org&lt;/a&gt; has compiled this list
of alternative uses:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1. Pull out all but the edge prongs, rip off the
handle, and stick it in your mouth. Instant Dracula!&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 2. Invert the spork (turn it into a foon) and load
stuff into the depression and fire!&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 3. Foon your spork and lay it on the table with
the arch up, then press on the high arc and release. Flying Foons!&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 4. Foon your spork and then spork your foon in
rapid succession, the resulting crack sound is known as a `spack'. This
is hours of fun.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 5. Foon your spork and turn the prongs up, you
have just created a sporfoontapult, perfect for launchings (see above).&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 6. Alternately bend the prongs inward and outward
and stand the spork on end. This is a leaning tower of spork. You can
then launch foons over it.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 7. Get a bunch of friends together and make a
plenty foons. Then start launching them at each other, the objective is
to collide foons in mid-air. Note: The more foons in the air the
better, try to launch 5-10 at a time for a challenge.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 8. Plant them in your lawn to scare away burglers&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 9. Stick them in your backpack to scare away
friends&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp; 10. Instead of roses, give your girlfriend sporks in new and
interesting ways&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp; 11. Plus much much more...&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Can a confirmed Spork
hater change her ways?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
While contemplating the conundrum that is the spork, it occurred to me
that I might well have given the spork short shrift.&amp;nbsp; To that
end I was determined to acquire a 30 day supply of sporks and use them
to consume my meals over the next thirty days.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"
 href="http://oak.cats.ohiou.edu/%7Ejm703496/spork/"
 target="_blank"&gt;Sporks Are Godlike&lt;/a&gt; provides a list
of the sporks native habitats. I visited a nearby Taco Bell to pilfer a
supply of sporks.&amp;nbsp; They didn't have any!&amp;nbsp; They only
had forks!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Over the coarse of the weekend I visited, a Dollar Tree, an Acme
grocery, a Trader Joe's, and a Whole Foods.&amp;nbsp; No
Sporks.&amp;nbsp; Could it be that all of these companies are in
agreement on the uselessness of the spork, and have removed them from
circulation?&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I'll keep my eyes open.&amp;nbsp; If I manage to find some sporks I'll
let you know how the 30 day trial goes.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Web resources&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"
 href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spork" target="_blank"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"
 href="http://www.spork.org/" target="_blank"&gt;Spork.org&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"
 href="http://oak.cats.ohiou.edu/%7Ejm703496/spork/"
 target="_blank"&gt;Sporks are God like&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Literary resources&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
None. Not for a lack of trying though.&amp;nbsp; If you know of any
books/pamphlets/etc that chronicle sporks and/or other utensils, please
forward me the pertinent details.


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outside my window. It was kind of comforting. They were quite
plentiful in the warmer seasons of North Carolina and I haven’t really
noticed any fireflies since moving to Florida.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
My job had me in my car early this morning.&amp;nbsp; The early morning
sky was still quite dark. Dawn was hours away. On the way to the
Silver Bullet (my car) I noticed the fireflies were still flashing. I
was
amused at they're amorous nature. Funny bugs, seeking mates
all through the night.&amp;nbsp; And then I noticed that it wasn’t
fireflies. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
It was the sky. The sky was filled with soundless lightening.&amp;nbsp;
Spectacular.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Never before had the sky done something to make my jaw drop.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I had trouble focusing on the drive into work.&amp;nbsp; The display
was
more remarkable than fireworks. And soundless; awesome. I was more than
a little late for work.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
How could I have missed out on observing this phenomenon, previously?
Admittedly I'd never
lived anywhere previously where I woke so early in the morning. It
often rains daily in Florida, which doubtlessly increases the chances
of witnessing such a sight.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
As it turns out, when lightning is more that 10 miles away the sound
waves will dissipate and not reach
the observer.&amp;nbsp; Also if weather conditions permit, the sound of
thunder can be funneled upward instead of earthward.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
What I saw was an intercloud or intracloud lightning. 'When
lightning occurs inside a distant cloud at night, the whole towering
storm is
illuminated in an eerie and spectacular way.' (Gibilisco).&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Internet Resources&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"
 href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heat_lightning"&gt;Wikipedia
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;a
 style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"
 href="http://www.nssl.noaa.gov/primer/lightning/ltg_basics.html#"&gt;NOAA&lt;/a&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a style="color: rgb(234, 218, 5);"
 href="http://www.fema.gov/hazard/thunderstorm/index.shtm"&gt;FEMA&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"
 href="http://blog.weatherbug.com/Stephanie/index.php?/stephanie/trackbacks/403/"&gt;Weather
Bug&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"
 href="http://www.wunderground.com/blog/outrocket/comment.html?entrynum=48&amp;amp;tstamp=200607"&gt;Weather
Underground&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"
 href="http://www.stormblogging.com/?p=45"&gt;Stormy Weather Blog&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"
 href="http://seedofdevotion.blogspot.com/2007/09/symphony-of-light.html#links"&gt;Bhakti
Roberto's Descriptive Essay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Haven't been able to find a good clip/picture of this phenomenon.
&amp;nbsp;When I do I'll post it here. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Library Resources&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Buckley, B., Hopkings, E. J., &amp;amp; Whitaker, R., 2004, &lt;span
 style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Weather: A Visual Guide&lt;/span&gt;,
Firefly Books Ltd., Buffalo, New York.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Cox, J. D., 2000, &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Weather
for Dummies&lt;/span&gt;, IDG Books Worldwide, Inc., New York, NY, 212
p.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Gibilisco, S., 2006, &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Meteorology
Demystified&lt;/span&gt;, McGraw-Hill Companies, Inc., New York, NY,
123 p.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Smith, J., 2001, &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;The
Facts on File Dictionary of Weather and Climate&lt;/span&gt;, Market
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of this free resource. Rather than discarding, could I turn trash into profit?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



There are many online resources that provide an explanation of how to turn used paper into new paper. I've listed the ones I used at the bottom of this post.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



I began my papermaking journey by researching solely on the internet. Some websites merely detailed the process in writing. Others had pictures of the process.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;A brief description of the process:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;


1. Tear up paper and put into a bucket to soak overnight.&lt;br&gt;

2. Grind into pulp using a blender.&lt;br&gt;

3. Pour pulp into a tub with more water.&lt;br&gt;

4. Stir to ensure even distribution of pulp in tub.&lt;br&gt;

5. Take a frame with mesh screening attached and dip into pulp water.&lt;br&gt;

6. Let water drain from pulp and then gently transfer off of screen and onto wet cloth.&lt;br&gt;

7. Add another wet cloth to the top of paper then lay paper-cloth-paper-cloth until you’ve
got a good sized pile.&lt;br&gt;

8. Next put the pile in between two boards and press out the water.&lt;br&gt;

9. Allow water to drain overnight.&lt;br&gt;

10. Remove paper from cloth and allow to air dry.&lt;br&gt;

11. Dry paper will likely not have dried smooth, so once dry, further weight can be applied to straighten and 
smooth.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;These were the tools that I would require.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;table style="text-align: left; width: 718px; height: 280px;" border="1" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="3"&gt;

&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt;Item&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt;Purpose&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td&gt;Mesh  screening&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;for capturing the pulp.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td&gt;A frame&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;for hold the mesh tight.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td&gt;An extra frame&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;for smooth edged paper.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td&gt;Old paper&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;'cause you can't create something from nothing, and all
that jazz.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td&gt;A bucket&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;to soak torn paper in.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td&gt;A blender&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;for breaking down the soaked paper into pulp.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td&gt;A tub&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;for suspending the pulp.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td&gt;Cloth&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;for putting the wet paper onto.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td&gt;Two boards&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;to press out the water.&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;
&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Frames.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

I needed two picture frames.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

I decided to make them. Simply purchasing them from a thrift shop would certainly have been simpler and have lead more immediately to the end product. However, if I made a picture frame, I'd learn about making frames as well as making paper.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



Two projects in one. How could I resist?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;How to make a picture frame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

You're going to need a saw. Don't have a saw? Some home improvement stores will cut wood to length for you. Of course if you're planning to make several frames of varying dimensions, or anticipate having a need for a saw in the future, you may be better off purchasing a saw. Possibly a cheap one. . .&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



So, I bought a cheap saw. The saw came attached to an angle guide. This was very useful as I tend to be unable to cut straight lines.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



The directions I read for building a picture frame seemed pretty straightforward. (&lt;a href="http://www.ehow.com/how_18709_make-wood-picture.html"&gt;wikihow&lt;/a&gt;) So I didn't write down any of it before going to the hardware store. I managed to get nails, glue, saw with attached angle guide, sandpaper, and the wood. Once I began I realized another trip to the hardware store would be needed, as I'd neglected the stain. I also intended in the second trip to get a different sort of nail (u shaped) as the ones
(wall panel) I was using weren't the best for the job. I did manage to get the stain, but forgot about the nails. And so made do with what I had gotten previously.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



Frames are a challenge to clamp. Especially if you don't have a clamp. After I made the frames I came across &lt;a href="http://grignonsart.com/Picture_Framing_Supplies/Picture_Frame_Working_Tools.htm"&gt;asite&lt;/a&gt; selling corner clamps pretty cheaply. However before I found that site, I was looking at band clamps. It seemed like a straightforward concept.  And one that I could implement at no cost. Just take a flexible belt and wrap it &lt;i&gt;tightly &lt;/i&gt; around the perimeter of the frame. Then wait for the glue to dry. To my surprise it worked well.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



The following day, on a whim, I visited the library and thought I'd look up paper making for kicks. I was astonished to find eight books on papermaking. Three of these were awesome enough to take home. One of them
pointed out that a much simpler frame can be used. Old picture frames are nice if you happen to have them lying about. However if not, you can just take the wood cut to length without angles, add glue and screw them together on the ends. Apparently this will make a frame that is sufficiently sturdy. I'll try this next time.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;Screening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Once the picture frames were made I stapled the screening to one of them. I'm just using porch screening. The cheapest the hardware store carried. I used staples from an office stapler.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Paper and Bucket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

I've torn up paper from junk mail and placed into bucket with water.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The Blender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

My blender recently died. I've been hesitant to purchase a new one. I was considering using a mortar and pestle when a workmate, who was heading back to India, kindly left me her blender. Thanks Vani! Problem solved.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Tub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

I've cleared out a plastic tub of the right size for the project. It was designed for under the bed storage so it isn't too deep.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Cloth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Cloth was easily attained from the scraps/remnants section of the local fabric store. I selected a few different types of fabrics, so I'll be able to see what effects they have upon the completed paper.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;



&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Boards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

The two boards for pressing out water will be coming from an old press-board bookshelf I'm no longer using.
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Resources&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
Online papermaking resources&lt;br&gt;


&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;a href="http://gort.ucsd.edu/preseduc/papermak.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Papermaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- Government site&lt;br&gt;

&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Papermaking"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;a href="http://www.tutorials.com/06/0697/0697.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;For Kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;a href="http://www.papermaking.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Papermaking Supplies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/bzedan/sets/967347/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Photo Guide&lt;/span&gt;&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/536321468936601378-8477820471858993454?l=pursuitofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursuitofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/8477820471858993454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536321468936601378&amp;postID=8477820471858993454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536321468936601378/posts/default/8477820471858993454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536321468936601378/posts/default/8477820471858993454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursuitofjoy.blogspot.com/2007/08/making-paper-part-one.html' title='Making Paper Part One'/><author><name>zyphax@gmail.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17877819519357986424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536321468936601378.post-3995057019402305491</id><published>2007-08-11T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T13:34:33.673-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soap Making'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV bad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Intelligence'/><title type='text'>You are So Smart.</title><content type='html'>I am humbled by the intelligence of others.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

You are so smart. Your intelligence and potential for learning is limitless.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Stupid People&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

The few instances of true stupidity or lack of intelligence I have seen in life, have come from closed minds.  A friend in high school had a grandmother the same age as my father.  This woman looked as though she were 20 years older than my father.  Her only activity was watching TV.  That's it.  TV.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

I had a conversation with her.  It wasn't memorable.  She died about a year after I met her.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

I've met a couple older women in much the same situation.  Their kids grow up and leave.  The husband dies.  And then what?  Perhaps TV is the easy option.  They've been told their entire lives that their purpose is to raise their children and take care of their husband.  Perhaps learning new things and enjoying life on their own simply doesn't occur to them.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Sorting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

As a precursor to making friends I like telling people that I make soap.  I can always tell what sort of person I'm dealing with by their reaction.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Most will say,'That's silly, you can buy soap in stores.'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some will say,'That's interesting, thanks for telling me in such detail, all about it.' (These folks will often back a way slowly in an attempt to escape my story telling grasp.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some will say,'Neat, can I buy some?'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A select few, will say, 'My god, I had no idea such things were possible.  Please show me how!'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Group four will become friends.  Group three will usually become my repeat customers.  Group two are potential customers but usually only just so I'll leave them alone.  Those of group one are essentially lost souls.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Those in group one often think of themselves as 'dumb'.  People who think of themselves as 'dumb' make their thoughts reality.  They do what any dumb person would do.  Stop learning, stop thinking.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;
Smart People&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I've had the opportunity to work with some truly remarkable individuals.  They are awesome.  They are always questioning always curious. I was surprised to learn that many of them barely have high school degrees.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

I feel at times, as though, they with their lack of education have more curiosity and freedom of thought than I with my four year degree.  As I was preparing this post &lt;a href="http://www.deeprootsbodyandbath.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Meredith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sent me a blog entry from &lt;a href="http://www.violentacres.com/archives/235/college-will-kill-your-entrepreneurial-spirit-while-simultaneously-turning-you-into-a-worker-bee"&gt;violentacres.com&lt;/a&gt; about how college turns you into cog ready for the corporate machine.  Just like all your fellow cogs (um, students?).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Education or Stupification&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

As a young child you knew how to think.  You were always puzzling things out.  Why/how do birds fly?  How fast/far can I run?   Will the ball bounce if I drop it?  Can gerbils swim?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

We are all of us scientist from birth.  Our instinct is to find out on our own.  Catch the bird!  Run till we drop!  Drop the ball!  Drown the gerbil!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

In school we learn of many useful tools for experimentation.  Scientific papers, statistical analysis, microscopes, periodic tables, equations, geometry, etcetera, etcetera. We also learn that nearly every question we had, has already been thought of.  There are often even formula that describe their function.  We are told there is no need to learn on your own.  It has all been done.  Here are the formula and here are the proofs.  Just memorize them and take the test.  We are taught direct experimentation and discovery is useless.  We were taught to instead rely on 'common knowledge'.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Hope on the Horizon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

But which do you remember better?  The soft brittle feel of feathers on a birds wings as you attempted to unlock the mysteries of flight &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.grc.nasa.gov/WWW/K-12/airplane/lifteq.html"&gt;lift equations&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Keep learning.  Keep thinking.  Keep questioning.  Question others,  question yourself.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Drop a ball and see if gravity is still working!   Go on, run till you drop!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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I was first introduced to this genus by my father. He taught me that biting into the shamrock shaped leaves will yield an acidic almost citric flavor. It is from this flavor that the genus gets it's name. The acidic bite is caused by oxalic acid.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Dad told me, that in the new American frontier, pioneers would use large amounts of Wood-sorrel in their cooking. Unfortunately, too much of the wood-sorrel caused health problems. I've always wondered exactly what happened. I decided to do some research and find out.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(216,191,216);font-size:130%;" &gt;The Research&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(200,162,200)"&gt;Internet only . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Oxalic acid binds with calcium. Long-term consumption of large amounts of oxalic acid can cause kidney stones and calcium deficiencies.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Dietary sources of oxalic acid include rhubarb (which is why we don't eat rhubarb leaves), spinach, chocolate, and tea. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oxalic_acid"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Some of the more useful species in this genus are the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oca"&gt;Oca&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scurvy-grass_Sorrel"&gt;Scurvy-grass sorrel&lt;/a&gt;. Oca produces an underground tuber that is edible and a staple in some regions of the world. Scurvy-grass sorrel is high in vitamin C, and was used by sailors to fend off scurvy.
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(183,85,211);font-size:130%;" &gt;In Summation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Care must be shone when using members from the genus Oxalis as food. Especially if you have digestive problems. And as with everything, moderation.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(191,0,255)"&gt;With that in mind:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

My &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Purple Oxalis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; rocks! It is called a &lt;a href="http://www.plantoftheweek.org/week021.shtml"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;Purple Shamrock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by some. This is one of the species with tubers or bulbs. I've seen it go through several 'resting states' only to revive looking just fine. It doesn't mind too much when I forget to water it; it always comes back to life. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(53,50,204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Recipes&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(139,0,204)"&gt;Tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Wood-sorrel is quite good as tea. I have found the &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Purple Oxalis &lt;/span&gt;to make an excellent tea as well. I always use freshly cut leaves.&lt;br&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;Boil a cup of water.&lt;br&gt;
Cut three stems.&lt;br&gt;
Rinse leaves and chop. Then put into mug.&lt;br&gt;
Once water is ready, pour over leaves.&lt;br&gt;
Let seep 30 seconds.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
Add honey or green tea to taste.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(131,89,163)"&gt;Salad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

The purple oxalis adds visual interest and taste to salads.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;Start with a bagged salad of mixed baby greens.&lt;br&gt;
Cut and rinse the oxalis leaves.&lt;br&gt;
Separate the three leaflets and scatter over the salad.&lt;br&gt;
Dress with Oil and Vinegar, Salt &amp; Pepper.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(150,120,182)"&gt;A Substitute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

When lemons are in short supply, wood-sorrel can make an interesting substitution. This recipe comes from &lt;a href="http://wildfoodplants.com/article/46/oxalis-cooler"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,51,153)"&gt;wildfoodplants.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;Oxalis Cooler&lt;/span&gt;

1 quart water&lt;br&gt;
1/2 cup Oxalis leaf/stem/flowers/seedpods&lt;br&gt;
1 T agave nectar or honey&lt;br&gt;
dash of salt&lt;/blockquote&gt;
Mix all ingredients in a blender. If possible, let sit overnight in refrigerator and enjoy!&lt;br&gt;

The only change I'd make is to filter out any pulp with a muslin cloth.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,102,204)"&gt;Pressed Plants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

While tri-foliate leaves of wood-sorrel make an attractive pressed plant, my &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Purple Oxalis&lt;/span&gt; is truly vivid.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

These pressings can be glued to paper and turned into bookmarks and stationary.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

Give it a try!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;
You should give them a try.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Most of my life I have eaten them only as either a salad addition or as
single slices with salt. Join with me in broadening the cucumber
horizon!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;
&lt;big style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;Breakfast&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;span
 style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;big
 style="color: rgb(226, 200, 32); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(or
Snack!)&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Cucumber sticks. They're like carrot sticks or celery sticks, but
cucumber.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I came up with this mostly out of laziness. I had been reading about
making sushi. Sushi often has vegetables cut up as thin match sticks.
Remarkably thin. I didn't really want to cut anything so small. (I'm
already a bit of a safety hazard. Sharp knives moving quickly sounds
like disaster.) Outside of sushi, I couldn't really see a use for match
stick cucumber. But they did do another thing I'd never seen done to a
cucumber before. They scooped out the innards. Shocking!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;How
to make Cucumber Sticks:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
First of course wash your veggies.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Next slice the cucumber in half lengthwise.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Then take a spoon and scoop out the seeds. You'll be left with two
troughs. At this point, because my cutting skills are limited, I like
to cut each half into half, widthwise. Now you have four quarters. Well
done.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Tilt one quarter on it's side. Skin side down. Cut lengthwise into
&amp;frac14; inch to &amp;frac12; inch planks. Continue with the
remaining quarters.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Play around with the plank width to determine the size you prefer.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I like to cut these up the night before and wrap them in a damp paper
towel sealed in a plastic container.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
They make an excellent breakfast during the car ride to work. Leftovers
can be added to lunch, or eaten as a snack on the car ride home.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I've tried seasoning the cucumber sticks with a few things, but none of
the seasoning really improved upon the original.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;big style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;big&gt;Cucumber
as Beverage?&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I have learned that caffeine, sugar and I don't mix well together.
Sadly consuming significant quantities of caffeine-free, sugar-free
sodas also has a deleterious effect. While having a delightful
effervescence, plain seltzer water can quickly become monotonous.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Water is good. But, apparently not enticing enough to keep me from
dehydrating in the hot Florida sun. It seems that when I'm working
outside in the &lt;big style="color: rgb(244, 183, 61);"&gt;&lt;big&gt;Summer's&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;
heat I manage to forget about adequate hydration. Even when I bring a
full water bottle and carry it around with me.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
An idea recommended to be by a co-worker (thanks, Cecilia!) has worked
wonders!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;big style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Cucumber Water&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Adding just a slice or two of fresh cucumber, lends a delightful flavor
to a glass of water.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Not only do I end up drinking more at each sip, but as the favor fades
in the mouth, I am reminded to take more frequent sips.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
At the picnic table you can add several slices to a pitcher of ice
water. Very refreshing. I'm particularly fond of cucumber, but you'll
get pleasant results with a variety of fruits, herbs and spices.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;big style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;big&gt;Condiment&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;span
 style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(Pickles need not apply)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
This is a taste sensation I learned about from my forays into Indian
cooking (thanks, Vani!).&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cucumber
Yogurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Follow the directions above for the cucumber sticks, until the part
were you have quarters.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Then cut your quarters lengthwise in half. Next dice all segments
widthwise until you have lots of diced cucumber.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Mix with plain yogurt.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Serve this cooling condiment with spice Indian dishes or as a sour
cream substitute in Mexican dishes.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
If your not afraid of the heat, you can add jalape&amp;ntilde;o or
green hot pepper to the mix. Just when you think your going to get some
nice cooling yogurt, you bite into a pepper. Heck ya!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I haven't tried it as a dip yet. However, I think this would also make
a great chip or celery dip.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Madhur Jaffrey, has a more sophisticated (aka: time consuming) version
of this in her amazing book, &amp;ldquo;&lt;a
 href="http://www.amazon.com/Madhur-Jaffreys-World-Vegetarian-Meatless/dp/0609809237/ref=ed_oe_p/105-0873626-6813264"&gt;&lt;span
 style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;World Vegetarian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;rdquo;.
Hers involves making a 'yogurt cheese' by draining the yogurt of it's
moisture, and includes cucumber, dill, and garlic.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Botanical
niftiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Cucumbers belong to the Cucurbitaceae Family. This Family also includes
squash and melons.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Cucumbers are generally fertilized by bubble bees and honey bees.
Inadequate pollination will result in deformed cucumbers. To optimize
the number of perfectly formed cucumbers, beehives will be brought into
the fields just before the flowers bloom.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
For more technical information on cucumbers check out wikipedia.&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536321468936601378-6893888311180913027?l=pursuitofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursuitofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/6893888311180913027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536321468936601378&amp;postID=6893888311180913027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536321468936601378/posts/default/6893888311180913027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536321468936601378/posts/default/6893888311180913027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursuitofjoy.blogspot.com/2007/07/cucumber.html' title='Cucumber'/><author><name>zyphax@gmail.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17877819519357986424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536321468936601378.post-8284835288917696089</id><published>2007-07-21T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T11:47:45.927-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mosquitoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='achillea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oxalis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leopard  gecko'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terarriums'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insects'/><title type='text'>Green thumb?  Or Black thumb of Death?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Over the years, I have
tried many different methods of maintaining plants of my own. I've met
with varying degrees of success.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span
 style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
The Early Years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Growing up, I helped my parents maintain their gardens. But I wanted to
try a thing or two on my own. I was becoming interested in herbs,
especially 'wild' herbs. I asked for some space in the garden to grow
some Achillea (or yarrow, if you prefer). I had a plan. My parents,
having seen my plans in action in the past, were cautious. Dad tilled a
piece of grass next to the greenhouse. The greenhouse was a good
distance from the garden. It was unlikely any crazy thing I did could
disturb the precious green beans and squash. &lt;span
 style="font-style: italic; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Smart parents.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I had already scouted about on the property, and knew exactly were I
could dig up some Achillea for transplant. I had never done this before
and wanted to be certain of an at least moderately successful outcome,
so I transplanted a lot of Achillea. It turns out Achillea transplants
rather well. Under cultivation it does &lt;span
 style="font-style: italic;"&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt;
well. The small plot grew far more yarrow than I alone could make use
of. (You are doubtless wondering what possible use I might have for
'wild' yarrow. Especially as these are most commonly cultivated into a
variety of different flower colors, and wild yarrow flowers are quite
plan. A topic for another day.) And then I went away to college and my
parents were left to deal with the Achillea madness.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
For a time my parents hoped the Achillea would just die off without me
there to tend them. And then upon realizing that these plants were a
hardy sort, they decided on more drastic measures. The greenhouse was
demolished. The earth was scraped even with a tractor. The ground was
tilled, limed, fertilized and planted with grass. Mom says the Achillea
never made reappearance. She says &lt;a
 href="http://glenavalon.com/grass.html"&gt;&lt;span
 style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;grass covers all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.
They claim that it was simply time to do away with the greenhouse. As
for me, I think it was the yarrow.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span
 style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;College Dorms&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span
 style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-size: 78%;"&gt;(of doom) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span
 style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span
 style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Part I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
My first year in college I lived in a dorm. The dorm room had very
little sunlight. I did attempt to grow a miniature rose (given to me by
my mom). To provide the rose with light I had to put it up high on a
windowsill behind a tall bookshelf. What with all the moving in and
starting college, by the time I thought to check it for water, it was
one crispy critter. Resuscitation was impossible.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span
 style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;College Dorms&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span
 style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;(of doom)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span
 style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Part II.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span
 style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;The following year brought another dorm room with a
friendlier roommate, &lt;a href="http://www.deeprootsbodyandbath.com/"&gt;&lt;span
 style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Meredith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.
We had been keeping two pet rats (another topic for another day). We
decided to give them away. Suddenly the dorm room was just too quiet.
Perhaps a fish tank? Once at the pet store a leopard gecko caught
Meredith's eye (this is not however the gecko's story). To go with the
gecko we eventually grew crickets and of course grass for the crickets
to eat. The grass grew quite well. As did the crickets.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Eventually both were liberated to the wild.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span
 style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;The Apartment.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My
final year in college I lived in an apartment. At last! Real windows
and a covered porch. Perfect! I could have indoor and outdoor plants.
The room overlooked the porch so I could, even with my busy schedule,
monitor the plants and make sure they had sufficient water.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
It worked pretty well, right up until Meredith and I got a cat. As it
turns out, cats (Or perhaps only our cat. My feline experience is not
broad enough to generalize.) like to eat green things. It took me a
little while to catch on to what was happening. At first I thought my
indoor plants must have some sort of strange insect infestation (I was
taking entomology classes, and worked in an entomology lab, so insects
were on my mind . . .). When the cat started throwing-up the pieces of
the plants, the 'ah!' light went on.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I had selected most of my plants from things that were to be discarded
from the lab I worked in. Many of them would not survive a North
Carolina winter. I had upon selecting them thought I could simply bring
them inside for the winter. But now, doing so would be a death sentence
as surely as leaving them outside.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I figured out that my dresser was tall enough that, provided I didn't
put anything shorter next to it, the cat couldn't jump the distance to
the top. So the plants were able to come in for the winter. But on top
of the dresser they were well out of my field of vision. So I didn't
really get to enjoy them. Also they were pretty far from any real
sources of light. Eventually I managed to get a light for them and they
made it through the winter, but it was a close thing.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Most of the plants I took care of that year, were pretty useless types
of plants. Primarily decorative plants meant for more tropical
climates. I wanted to keep practicing at taking care of green things
and their main appeal had been that they were free. After college, I
ended up giving most of them away.
There was one plant though that I have kept. It makes me smile every
time I see it. It is a &lt;a
 href="http://www.aogc.org/shade/000010.html"&gt;&lt;span
 style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;purple Oxalis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span
 style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
The Duplex.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-size: 85%;"&gt;(Success?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Now
I live in a rented duplex in Florida. I have a cat still and my
roommate (not Meredith this time, Jesse) has two as well, so indoor
plants are again out of the question.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span
 style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span
 style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mosquitoes&lt;/span&gt;
here are gigantic. I learned this while planting some hibiscus around
the duplex.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span
 style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span
 style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span
 style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.
&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The
Mosquitoes&lt;/span&gt; were so large I could actually feel them
landing. I make &lt;span
 style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mosquitoes&lt;/span&gt;
salivate. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I was determined. I managed to get quite a few hibiscus planted before
being pumulted on all sides by &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span
 style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vast&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span
 style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;hordes&lt;/span&gt;
of &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;blood sucking&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fiends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.
I was forced to retreat indoors, to a shower to get them all off.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
At least the hibiscus got planted though right? Right. A week later
they were all eaten by &lt;span
 style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;snails&lt;/span&gt;.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I managed to save one lone hibiscus. It is doing quite well. I never
have to water it. Which is good. Since it is unlikely I would survive
the endeavor. &lt;span
 style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span
 style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span
 style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mosquitoes&lt;/span&gt;
regularly patrol the neighborhood, waiting for their favorite blood
supply to make an appearance.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I attempted to keep potted herbs just outside the sliding back door.
The rather strong winds given off by the tropical storms that regularly
head this way, knocked over the pots and in the few weeks of
distraction that followed, the plants dried out before I thought to
check on them.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
How could I keep plants inside without having them be savagely ripped
apart by my roommates kittens? The kittens are rather energetic and
have no problem leaping to the top of the dresser I had used previously
for overwintering. I kept thinking that I could some how modify a fish
tank into a terrarium. It would need to be tall, so the plants would
have room to grow. And rather thin, so it would fit on my window sill.
And I wanted to come up with a way to modify it so it would open in the
back so I could easily do maintenance on the plants. And of course some
sort of cat proof lid. I was pretty sure I could make all of this
happen. I thought to my self though, 'But wait Liz. Why reinvent the
wheel? What if some other enterprising spirit has already done this and
has detailed plans online that could prevent you from wasting money on
incorrect materials and useless tools?'
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Fifteen minutes of googling later, and I had a much cheaper, &lt;a
 href="http://hgic.clemson.edu/factsheets/hgic1457.htm"&gt;&lt;span
 style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;less crazy solution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.
Basically you use some sort of glass jar, filled with different soil
layers and then put a lid on it. A little self contained environment
that doesn't need to be watered more than once a month. I already had
some huge mason jars (thanks mom!), that would work perfectly. I ran
out to the garden supply and bought six different herbs and soil. I was
also suppose to get activated charcoal and pebbles but in my excitement
forgot! So I get home and cast about for a pebble substitute.
Aha! Marbles! :)
I had time to pot up one of my plants. The next day I went to the pet
store for activated charcoal and pebbles. A few hours of labor later
and I have six jars of potted herbs. Lovely.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
In a few months time I will update on the success of this endeavor and
post some pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/536321468936601378-8284835288917696089?l=pursuitofjoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pursuitofjoy.blogspot.com/feeds/8284835288917696089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=536321468936601378&amp;postID=8284835288917696089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536321468936601378/posts/default/8284835288917696089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/536321468936601378/posts/default/8284835288917696089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pursuitofjoy.blogspot.com/2007/07/green-thumb-or-black-thumb-of-death.html' title='Green thumb?  Or Black thumb of Death?'/><author><name>zyphax@gmail.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17877819519357986424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-536321468936601378.post-6403300369568515516</id><published>2007-07-17T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T17:17:41.785-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cucumber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vegan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raspberry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sugar-Free'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salad'/><title type='text'>Raspberry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Monday morning I watched the Sun come up will I drove into work.   A beautiful sunrise.

A sunrise made all the better by my breakfast.  Raspberries.
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;The Sensual Delight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

The Raspberry is a feast for the senses.   When ripe, raspberries have a glowing red hew.  Their scent is distinctly sweet and floral. Their delicate flesh is followed by the rough crunch of seeds. They have an acidic bite with a lingering sweet taste, as though you had sucked the nectar from a rose.  Were these ears able to catch the sound of raspberries growing, the brier taking nourishment from earth and sky, there could be no doubt of its dulcet tune.

&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;A Lesson in Mindfulness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

I remember, growing up on my parent’s farm in the foothills of North Carolina, picking berries on the hillsides.  My parents built their house on a brier patch and the berries emerged every year.

To pick fruit from a thorned plant, is a challenge.  To be sure, losing a bit of blood to them is a fair trade for the bounty you receive, but how to avoid the thorns?  Using gloves wasn’t helpful.  Any thick enough to block the thorns would be too thick to keep the fruit from being crushed.

You have to become very observant of the position of your hand in relation to the plants.  Your movements and the movements of the plants as they turn in the wind. Staying quite in mind and concentrating on the task at hand.  The moment my mind wandered I’d get &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;jabbed&lt;/span&gt;.

&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;The Feast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

Many of those berries never made it into the collection basket.  Yum! :)

Those that did make it back to the house would wind-up in many tasty recipes.   When cooking with berries simple recipes seem best.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Breakfast:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;    Head out to the berry patch and start picking.  Breakfast is berries!  If your not full after picking a basket full try making yogurt-fruit cups.

When I have frozen raspberries I like to mash them with a little honey or splenda.  Next pour plain yogurt on top.  Then just mix everything together.   This is usually as complex as I make it, but you could add granola, and a host of other yogurt toppings as well.

This is an excellent replacement for the high-fructose corn syrup laden fruit yogurts found in grocery store cooler.  Healthier, cheaper, and a good deal more fun.

Frozen raspberries become quite bitter so some sort of sweetener is usually needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lunch:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;    Make a fun twist on the peanut butter and jelly classic.  Instead of jelly use fresh raspberries.  Use a whole wheat bread, real peanut butter (or almond butter), and mash the raspberries on top.

Works well with a variety of berries and fruits.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dinner:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;    Salad!  For salads I like to get the spring salad bagged mixes.  They contain so many different things, every bite is an adventure.

Put the salad on plates, add raspberries and cucumber cut into raspberry sized chunks.  The raspberry/cucumber combination is very appealing.  Add your dressing.  Remember simple is better with berries.  So a little oil and red wine vinegar. Salt &amp; Pepper.

You're done!  Raspberry, Cucumber heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Desert:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Berry Cobbler is an especial favorite.    It works quite well with blueberries, blackberries, raspberries, and combinations there of.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Berry Cobbler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
2 cups Berries
1 cup Flour
½ cup butter
pinch salt&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pre-heat over to 350 degrees.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Place berries in 8 inch oven dish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mix together remaining ingredients (I like to use my hands for this, fun texture!) and crumble over berries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bake 40 to 45 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My mom made variations of this for desert.  Thanks mom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;While already vegetarian this recipe is easily adapted to vegan and sugar free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Snack or All of the above:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; This is great for any meal or a snack!

Take a banana and divide it along it's seam until you have three equal sections.  If you've never done this before just try pushing into the tip, at a curve.  The banana should fall into three sections.

With the wedges pointed up, put the banana sections on a plate close together forming a plank.  Spread on almond or peanut butter.   Chop dried raspberries and sprinkle on top.  Eat with a fork.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Wow!  Vegan, Raw, Sugar-free, Dairy-free, and Delicious!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;                      &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  ____________________&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;    Raspberries are in the genus &lt;i&gt;Rubus&lt;/i&gt;.  Making them a close relative of blackberries.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;For more technical and botanical information on raspberries check out &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Raspberry"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Raspberry&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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