<?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-17857437</id><updated>2011-11-20T03:18:31.516-08:00</updated><category term='kvetching'/><category term='frugal'/><category term='travel'/><category term='I&apos;ll go and you can&apos;t stop me'/><category term='Running'/><category term='lessons'/><category term='2011'/><category term='this time i really will do it'/><category term='dammit'/><category term='Roland'/><category term='Flying Elvii'/><category term='cat'/><category term='recipes'/><category term='training'/><category term='Thesis'/><category term='Stop Whining'/><category term='adoption'/><title type='text'>Lady Jane Scarlett's Den</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>304</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-3834760194909635103</id><published>2011-08-19T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T15:17:23.615-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><title type='text'>Lessons</title><content type='html'>Today has been a mental storm of melancholy, restlessness and anxiety. But most of all, I can't help feeling that I've failed a friend because I keep on forgetting the one thing I mean to remember. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've learned over and over, ad infinitum, to get out of my own head and to approach a person with love and kindness. It's a hard lesson to relearn, especially when it's so much easier to be weak and pretend that someone is just being an asshole or a jerk. It's so tough for me to recognize that perhaps there is something deeper going on, and to come out and say something or just be a kind person. Sure, that doesn't excuse some behaviour. But it also doesn't excuse my indifference, especially when the person in question is a close friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;{pregnant pause for effect}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So perhaps by putting this out there, I'll make concrete this abstract lesson. Perhaps it's my Dark Tower, and I am the gunslinger...making my way across the desert in pursuit of the Man in Black. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-3834760194909635103?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/3834760194909635103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=3834760194909635103&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/3834760194909635103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/3834760194909635103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2011/08/lessons.html' title='Lessons'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-4811643515922204028</id><published>2011-02-17T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T09:44:37.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grumpy?</title><content type='html'>I am coming to the realization that I've been blogging, aka bitching, about alot of things that distress, annoy or piss me off. While that sort of charm only works for some, and beautifully in the rarest breed, it is really not who I am. I am really not doing well for that "look on the bright side of life" goal for February. This is a lesson, indeed. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not want to be grumpy old woman, nor do I wish to be a grumpy young woman. These sorts of attitudes manifest over the course of time into a wild, hideous beast that is best kept in the closet. So, perhaps some good news or happy reflections are in order in the Den. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am planning my first trip to Comet. Two weeks without the goodly goodness of crafted joe is just too long. Hmmm. Perhaps that is contributing to my less-than-stellar attitude. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anon I go then, to dream perchance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-4811643515922204028?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/4811643515922204028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=4811643515922204028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/4811643515922204028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/4811643515922204028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2011/02/grumpy.html' title='Grumpy?'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-3426785626828382125</id><published>2011-02-15T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T13:06:27.304-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;ll go and you can&apos;t stop me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dammit'/><title type='text'>The Illusion of Danger</title><content type='html'>Having returned from a 9-day sojourn in Mexico, I can now reflect with pleasure on the experiences, the people we met and rejuvenating our mental health. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I had listened to a couple of friends, I would have never gone. Because to them Mexico is a dangerous place-rife with people who will harm, kidnap or rob me. These warnings are juxtaposed with my experiences and give me a platform to contemplate the idea of what is danger. I don't want to belittle the fact that there are portions of Mexico that are not safe. But that is true for every country. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I told my parents half of the things we did, they would fear for my life. What they fear, I find fascinating. It may be callous to find their ill-placed fear comical, but I do. Is it because I "know" better? Or is it because my idea of what is dangerous is calibrated based on the belief that all people are good and kind? Of course, this is tempered by a knowledge that it's best to not flaunt wealth or act loudly or obnoxiously...but that advice can be applied when travelling anywhere in the world.  So I only wear my wedding ring and a modest watch, and I use a bookbag because it indicates a student who doesn't have much money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what sort of wild, dangerous things did I do? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right off of the plane, our first meal was at a hole-in-the-wall taco shop near the bus station. It is not dangerous to eat food from a street vendor. It may be inadvisable for those with less sturdy intestines. But not dangerous. In fact, I only got stomach problems once we got to the resort-a so-called "safe" zone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spend an afternoon with a lovely Mexican family who are managers at a tourist attraction. Was it dangerous to get into a car with a father, mother and daughter? I don't think it is dangerous to talk to strangers, or accept help from them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We swam in the ocean with no lifeguard around, and we left our meager belongings unattended at the beach. We walked down a poorly lit street. We climbed the 43 meter Nohoch Mul pyramid without a guardrail. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We roamed around the Yucatan with abandon and joy for 4 days. All around, we found warmth and kindness from locals and tourists. Now why would that be dangerous?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:) LJS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-3426785626828382125?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/3426785626828382125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=3426785626828382125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/3426785626828382125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/3426785626828382125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2011/02/illusion-of-danger.html' title='The Illusion of Danger'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-6607659331194462350</id><published>2011-01-27T14:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T14:39:32.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conspiracy theory</title><content type='html'>The universe conspires against me, because every time I come on to blog all of my ideas disappear. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have no idea why, but I will come to an answer...and promptly forget it once I get my blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:) LJS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-6607659331194462350?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/6607659331194462350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=6607659331194462350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/6607659331194462350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/6607659331194462350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2011/01/conspiracy-theory.html' title='Conspiracy theory'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-8584192547809761893</id><published>2011-01-20T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T14:50:41.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep it private, dammit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;There is just some stuff one just doesn't do in research. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like lie. Or be sneaky about tweaking data. Or making shit up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I try my hardest to be responsible in my research.  I keep a lab notebook, I try to make sure credit is given where credit is due, if I removed a data point, I say so and why I did it. It's not just about maintaining a good reputation and making sure that you are above reproach, but it's also about being a good steward to the field of science. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My anal retentive attitude about my keeping own personal information private resonates with the perfectly logical and ethical standards of clinical research. Specifically about keeping private information out of the paws of people who have no damn business seeing it. Clinical researchers are expected to maintain patient privacy at all times, for damn good reasons.  These rules are wonderful, I fully support them. Clinical researchers should hold themselves to these high ethical standards because people depend on us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So imagine my delight and surprise to find that my husband's personal information was in a dental student's bookbag. Said bookbag was stolen. Who am I mad at? The neurologically-challenged student? Yes. He was pretty stupid. But I am even more mad at the backwards system in place. The system for allowing a student, probably untrained in HIPAA rules, to carry around patient information in clearly unprotected environments. Why is it necessary, in this day and age, to carry around papers with patient information. Get a fucking encrypted database. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This incident is especially irritating because of the high standards we have in place for clinical research. Why should students be allowed to carry around this information when there are rules, and systems, for maintaining patient confidentiality? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-8584192547809761893?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/8584192547809761893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=8584192547809761893&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/8584192547809761893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/8584192547809761893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2011/01/keep-it-private-dammit.html' title='Keep it private, dammit'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-2739803925846041943</id><published>2011-01-17T19:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T19:10:37.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My alias</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bB-bYkGufyM/TTUEPl35P3I/AAAAAAAAALI/p4VUhq1SC_o/s1600/KPL.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 42px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bB-bYkGufyM/TTUEPl35P3I/AAAAAAAAALI/p4VUhq1SC_o/s320/KPL.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563357580597215090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to be fun "in real life" also. Bookface allowed me to share with the world my languages, and I thought I'd find something goofy to share. Why mess with the Bookface, you ask? Because, really, who the heck cares what languages I speak and why would I share that information anyway?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:) LJS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-2739803925846041943?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/2739803925846041943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=2739803925846041943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/2739803925846041943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/2739803925846041943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-alias.html' title='My alias'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bB-bYkGufyM/TTUEPl35P3I/AAAAAAAAALI/p4VUhq1SC_o/s72-c/KPL.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-2747491877719676332</id><published>2011-01-14T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T14:28:26.924-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kvetching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flying Elvii'/><title type='text'>Yielding electrons, quietly</title><content type='html'>I really do try to avoid talking about other people in the Den. You see the Den is small (it is a wee Den) and if I foul the air with ranting or bitching, then the stench hangs in the air for &lt;i&gt;weeks&lt;/i&gt; like unwashed haggy armpits. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I have better things to write about. Like that one time I visited a colony of Elvis clones and was able to negotiate a peace treaty between army ants and an impoverished village in Ghana. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That being said, I must admit that the only thing better than using earplugs to find sleep in a noisy hotel is not needing them at all when I'm at home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My month of "not buying useless stuff" is going well. I'm not even cheating by making a list of things I'd like to buy, for a Feb 1 purchase. It is harder than I remembered, probably because I now have a car and can go out to buy things on a whim. But maybe that, too, is a lesson. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It wouldn't be a violation of my non-disclosure agreement to say that a colony of Elvis clones would explain alot of unusual things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:) LJS &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-2747491877719676332?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/2747491877719676332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=2747491877719676332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/2747491877719676332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/2747491877719676332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2011/01/yielding-electrons-quietly.html' title='Yielding electrons, quietly'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-5353292812696487677</id><published>2011-01-07T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T13:31:35.766-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='this time i really will do it'/><title type='text'>Well, it had to eventually happen</title><content type='html'>We mark post # 300 here in the Den with the fanfare and accoutrement to which we are entitled!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted a big celebration. I was thinking of hiring the "Firefly" cast, asking Jack White to emcee, and having the reddit guys cast spontaneous drawings. But, the crew were not hip to the planned celebration. They revolted against the idea of Jack coming back. Then the "Firefly" guys got really really busy warding off Reavers. The crew thought I said "Felicity" anyway. And the reddit guys got all OCD about &lt;a href="http://i.imgur.com/Chl0i.gif"&gt;narwhals &lt;/a&gt;which rendered them useless.  To avoid mutany, I'm taking the crew to a Star Trek convention where I'll regale many with my deft verbal adaptations of tlhlngan Hol dialects.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey, it was either that or try to recast the One Ring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holy crap! It's 2011. I've been thinking of an interesting way to approach the year, and my ponderings led me to think on ways to live out the ideal "In discipline, lies freedom".  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12 months, 12 opportunities to recognize where I could stand a little more discipline. Wait, that's just a bit too much of ass kicking for me. So I whittled it down to 4 opportunities which I think will be tough yet really rewarding. There is already swearing involved. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One: Buy less shit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two: Look on the bright side of life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Three: Stop with the fucking caffeine already&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Four: Enjoy running&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I'll tackle these in repeating order throughout the year. I'll also (at no additional cost!) provide my insight, whining and utter contempt for narcissistic new years resolutions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kkhopla-uh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:) LJS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-5353292812696487677?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/5353292812696487677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=5353292812696487677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/5353292812696487677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/5353292812696487677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2011/01/well-it-had-to-eventually-happen.html' title='Well, it had to eventually happen'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-6990480166812247030</id><published>2010-04-08T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T21:43:45.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So close to CCC</title><content type='html'>It's my Den and if I'm phoning in post #299 it's because I do what I darn well please around here and I'm busy planning a big (nay, a HUGE) celebration of posting here three hundred times. I can hear you now asking: "What is on the schedule LJS!?"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me tell you!!  &lt;div&gt;A list of my favorite postings, photos of large woolly creatures, an imagined duel between The Terminator and Predator, and a new pair of running shorts (to keep up with all the running I do through Hypey's mind).  There will be cheesecake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So big big plans. Not enough time to blog, unfortunately. I miss being a regular presence in the Den, but I'm (wait) too busy (a minute) being all grown up (shit, this sucks). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:) LJS &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-6990480166812247030?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/6990480166812247030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=6990480166812247030&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/6990480166812247030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/6990480166812247030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2010/04/so-close-to-ccc.html' title='So close to CCC'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-7421148792165001231</id><published>2010-01-08T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T12:00:17.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday</title><content type='html'>I learned a new skill over the holidays. Well, make that two. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The most important one was how to ski on one's ass. To that end, I am a master. The "mountain"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;has bestowed many multicolored symbols of my mastery, known more commonly as bruises. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The one slightly less important, but much more practical, skill is making databases in Access. I wish I had paid attention to &lt;i&gt;other peopl&lt;/i&gt;e when they were developing a custom-made database oh so many years ago. So, I taught myself how to do it over break and now I am slightly more skilled than an abecedarian. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I have not already stressed that Wilco's "Sky Blue Sky" is an awesome album, I must now comment. It improves with increased listening. Your auditory senses will revel in the sweet lyrical riffs and melodic voice of Jeff Tweedy. My crew is really tired of it though, because it's the only thing playing aboard. I fear a mutany. It's a better reason than strawberries, but maybe I'll add a couple of Ryan Adams tunes to assuage their savage souls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:) LJS&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-7421148792165001231?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/7421148792165001231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=7421148792165001231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/7421148792165001231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/7421148792165001231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2010/01/holiday.html' title='Holiday'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-3683917742626369560</id><published>2009-11-24T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T13:43:32.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New decade, new ideas!</title><content type='html'>I'm listening to &lt;a href="http://steverunner.com/"&gt;Phedippidations&lt;/a&gt;, getting motivated to get back into the good habits that help me feel good about my body and its capabilities. I need to rediscover discipline, control and focus. For in these attributes, there is freedom. Freedom to get outside and run where ever I want, freedom to bicycle, freedom to balance on my head, and freedom to eat cake. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it a &lt;i&gt;diet&lt;/i&gt;? No. I am merely acting upon the last year of wishes and reflections. Last year was spent learning what I am doing that is not helping me to be strong. This is the year of action. This is the year of not eating out 2-3 times a week, of not taking a cookie during the weekly seminar, of eating more delicious fruits and veggies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another thing I want to do is to tone up! I used to bicycle 25 minutes 5x/week and run 10-15 miles a week. I walked or bicycled everywhere. That sort of thing was easy for me when I didn't have a car, but it is my choice to walk or bicycle! My goal is to return to being more active, to think first of non-motorized transport (weather permitting). To run my ass off. It helps me to have goals! Being a Virgo really helps in this endeavor because I am, if anything, precise and analytical. Long-distance running really does require long-term vision because it takes so long to build up endurance. It is necessary and prudent to plan races 6-10 months in advance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is not here to talk about my deeds, but rather to let my deeds speak volumes. While I hope to use this blog as a way to remind me of these goals, I won't be using it to "keep track" because I have other means for doing so. I hope to have many race reports and new pictures to share! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy 2010! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-3683917742626369560?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/3683917742626369560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=3683917742626369560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/3683917742626369560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/3683917742626369560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-decade-new-ideas.html' title='New decade, new ideas!'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-1337031973509970255</id><published>2009-10-26T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T18:14:14.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving Keats</title><content type='html'>I swear, it's &lt;i&gt;only&lt;/i&gt; a scratchy sore throat. I do not get sick.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back from Louisville, KY. It's amazing how quickly a week passes when I'm having a good time and talking about my work and learning about other people's work. I am exactly where I belong. More details to follow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One motivation for longevity is to see karma finally bite some people in the ass. Hard. So I run and I run some more. Because one day I'll be older but you'll be old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have no desire to write poems anymore. Maybe that's a good sign. Maybe it means I'm no longer in a place where the only thing I could do was retreat inside my sadness and hope that my pen could keep up.  One day I wake up and realize it's been 5 years. That was when I last thought I couldn't make it through one more morning. I still don't know how I got through it. But I did, and now I still have my sadness to keep me company but it's tempered with many happy memories. Maybe I'll write a nice long post about it and delete it before publishing it. Kind of Zen huh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:) LJS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-1337031973509970255?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/1337031973509970255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=1337031973509970255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/1337031973509970255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/1337031973509970255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-swear-its-only-scratchy-sore-throat.html' title='Leaving Keats'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-1386198100874786947</id><published>2009-10-01T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T07:13:52.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegetative state</title><content type='html'>Well well well. I learn something new everyday. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For example, I only just realized that today is &lt;a href="http://www.worldvegetarianday.org/"&gt;World Vegetarian Day&lt;/a&gt;. Very cool! A day to celebrate vegetarians and encourage folks to enjoy the delicious natural foods that are vegetables. I grew up thinking that vegetables consisted of corn, lettuce, tomatoes and this omnipresent evil brussel sprout. Now, looking back, I can only wonder "What was I thinking"?!??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vegetables are great! Thanks to my wonderful husband, I've tried (and really liked!) all sorts of new veggies. Artichokes, avocado, radishes, beets, fennel, parsnips, squash, zucchini and even brussel sprouts. All of them so delicious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Happy Vegetarian Day for all my favorite herbivores!!! In honor of today, let's dedicate ourselves to trying a new vegetable or fruit each week for the rest of the month. We'll be delightfully surprised! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:) LJS &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-1386198100874786947?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/1386198100874786947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=1386198100874786947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/1386198100874786947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/1386198100874786947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2009/10/vegetative-state.html' title='Vegetative state'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-1754190857165644337</id><published>2009-09-30T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T12:55:35.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A bit rusty</title><content type='html'>Oh yes, I have a blog! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I haven't done this in a looong time, I figured I'd start with random thoughts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Earbuds really are a godsend in the office. I am blasting Wilco in my ears, trying to drown out the droning of some webinar about cell culturing. It's distracting me from my important work (oh wait, so is blogging)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I missed my alter ego, I will enjoy blogging again. Even if its short and sweet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Does anyone else feel the urge to dance while listening to their iPOD? Even if it's in public? I do! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I'm back on the bike. Watch out! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-1754190857165644337?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/1754190857165644337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=1754190857165644337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/1754190857165644337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/1754190857165644337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2009/09/bit-rusty.html' title='A bit rusty'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-7613371819810731937</id><published>2009-06-24T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T12:49:53.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Salads</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's been awhile since I've been out to blog. I know that my &lt;a href="https://twitter.com/EmperorHyperion"&gt;one follower&lt;/a&gt; has been chomping at the beef jerky bit for updates. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, my thesis has been written and turned in to my committee members. It is 204 pages of love's labor. The culmination of 10 years' study and soon to be collecting dust at a library near you. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have a cute herb garden on our balcony. Photos to come soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is H-O-T outside, but I don't let stupid things like heat stroke deter me from enjoying my running or bicycling. I'm recovered, mostly, from an unfortunate attack of tendonitis and can't wait to really start training in July.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The motorcycle is in working condition, which I have come to realize is a relative term for something that's 26 years old. It turns on, it doesn't fall apart during a ride and it's peppy as all get out. What else can one ask for in a bike? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The hot weather means its salad season. Yay for cooking as little as possible! Monday was homemade pizza with lots of veggies. Last night was a greek/orzo pasta salad and tonight I'll be making &lt;a href="http://dragonskitchen.blogspot.com/search/label/Vegetables"&gt;Dragon's Lemon/Herb potato salad&lt;/a&gt;. This weekend may be the inaugural batch of gazpacho. (yum)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's my greek/orzo pasta salad: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 bag spinach, chopped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some black olives, chopped finely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/4 red onion, chopped finely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some feta cheese, chopped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 1/2-2 cups orzo pasta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Olive oil, sea salt, fresh cracked pepper, balsamic vinegar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Directions: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Add the spinach, olives, cheese and onion in a bowl. Mix in some olive oil, vinegar, salt and pepper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Cook the pasta. Drain, let cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Add the pasta to the other ingredients. Throw in some more olive oil and vinegar for good measure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Toss all the goodness together and enjoy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Super easy, can be made vegan by substituting hard tofu for feta. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Note bene! Both recipes call for balsamic vinegar. Balsamic vinegar is one of those things that a chef should not skimp on. You don't use too much of it, so it should be packed with deliciousness. Go to a deli or &lt;a href="http://morganandyork.com/"&gt;fine foods store&lt;/a&gt; and find yourself some good, sweet, syrup-like balsamic. You taste buds will love you for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-7613371819810731937?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/7613371819810731937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=7613371819810731937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/7613371819810731937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/7613371819810731937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-salads.html' title='Summer Salads'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-8049393471380630212</id><published>2009-05-06T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T14:45:28.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FSM invades your joint</title><content type='html'>Funny title huh? If you don't know what FSM is by now, check out the&lt;a href="http://www.venganza.org/"&gt; pastafarianism here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made what I think is my best slide picture ever. EVER! (seriously, it's awesome!) Check it out below! It's a cross-sectional representation of the cartilage/bone interface. The squiggly lines are collagen, the circles are chondrocytes (aka cartilage cells)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now that I'm looking at it again, it does look like little FSMs are all over.&lt;br /&gt;{sigh} Maybe one of my committee members will get a kick out of making similar interpretation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behold!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bB-bYkGufyM/SgIE0Q2vVlI/AAAAAAAAAKI/6o9GWU0EcTY/s1600-h/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bB-bYkGufyM/SgIE0Q2vVlI/AAAAAAAAAKI/6o9GWU0EcTY/s320/Picture1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332830204684359250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-8049393471380630212?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/8049393471380630212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=8049393471380630212&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/8049393471380630212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/8049393471380630212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2009/05/fsm-invades-your-joint.html' title='FSM invades your joint'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bB-bYkGufyM/SgIE0Q2vVlI/AAAAAAAAAKI/6o9GWU0EcTY/s72-c/Picture1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-6285450975955777654</id><published>2009-05-03T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T19:27:25.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My very first follower!</title><content type='html'>I'm so excited! I has a follower! It feels like it's Secret Santa season and I'm all excited. (wait, I already mentioned this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to spring everyone! The apple blossoms are in bloom and they are my absolute favorite aroma. During my run, I ran past about 5-6 trees all in a cluster and I stopped to just inhale deeply their luscious, pungent, sharp aroma. In fact, I think that I'm going to bicycle past it on my way home just so I can smell them again. How wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the by and by, I slaughtered over 12,000 calories in April. twelve freakin' THOUSAND! Take THAT mischievous remnants of cheesecake. muahahahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) LJS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-6285450975955777654?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/6285450975955777654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=6285450975955777654&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/6285450975955777654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/6285450975955777654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-very-first-follower.html' title='My very first follower!'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-134991784777706971</id><published>2009-04-29T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T08:48:24.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snails Pace</title><content type='html'>I'm at 78.2 miles this month, with two more runs left. Oh yes. I am getting there, slowly and surely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's run was good. I started off on the hilly part of the 5 mile loop. Why haven't I thought to get rid of the hard part early on when I have more energy? My legs are...sore and tight and unhappy. But bicycling into work today seemed to help a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About this whole Twitter thing. I admit that I've been following Hyperion and Ryan Adams on Twitter. (Hyperion, this is really a compliment to you. You're in the same company as Ryan Adams!) Am I going to Twitter? Uh. No. Probably not, I mean. First of all, it seems crack-a-licious fun to be micro-blogging and I'd be doing it like every two minutes. Which would a) feed my scattered tendencies and b) seriously diminish whatever vestige of productivity I have going on. But it does seem fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, the motorcycles are OUT and working. I am awaiting new handlebars so I can promptly drop the bike and bend a new set. {sigh} REI is having a sale on lightweight camping gear, so I may trek over there and see what they have in preparation for the "Esmonde-White Tour of America" to take place this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. Time to finish Chapter 3. Chow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-134991784777706971?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/134991784777706971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=134991784777706971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/134991784777706971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/134991784777706971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2009/04/snails-pace.html' title='Snails Pace'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-4037963508812809246</id><published>2009-04-28T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T10:41:57.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new land distance record?</title><content type='html'>In order to avoid the wrath of Hyperion's "wit", I decided that I will just write a "bit" a day. Wait. I'm sure I can haiku this sentiment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hypey's biting wit&lt;br /&gt;I avoid because I care&lt;br /&gt;Thus I write a bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo. I am loving my outdoor performance gear &lt;a href="http://www.mauijim.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/Product3_11601_10001_10206_-1_17607_17607_N__1__"&gt;sunglasses&lt;/a&gt;. They are fashionable, lightweight and make me look so darn cute! And, I registered for the Dexter-Ann Arbor half marathon! It will (alas) be my only spring race. But, I do have a budget and I do have summer plans that I must save up for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month, so far, I have run 73 miles. This is very close to my record of 78.4 miles in July 2006.  I am psyched because I have three more running days left in April and I know that I will make a new record this month. I wasn't even trying to break my distance record. Yay for this new moderate-consistent plan! I am enjoying a longer run mid-week, it makes the Sunday long run feel a bit more within reach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-4037963508812809246?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/4037963508812809246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=4037963508812809246&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/4037963508812809246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/4037963508812809246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-land-distance-record.html' title='A new land distance record?'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-1043251882756878409</id><published>2009-04-02T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T08:46:12.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Target</title><content type='html'>March was a good running month for me! I met my weekly goals for the whole month, 4 days a week and my mileage goals.&lt;br /&gt;My grand total of 62 miles was muchly improved over February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, old demons are starting to rear their ugly head. Things like a tight hamstring, tight quads are making me sore. I am hoping that, now I am bicycling to school again, my muscles will start to feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does look like I will be able to meet my mileage goals. But I fear that my funds are too low to support registering for all of the races I wanted to run in this spring. I need a new pair of &lt;a href="http://stuffwhitepeoplelike.com/2008/03/11/87-outdoor-performance-clothes/"&gt; OUTDOOR &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://stuffwhitepeoplelike.com/2008/03/11/87-outdoor-performance-clothes/"&gt;PERFORMANCE &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://stuffwhitepeoplelike.com/2008/03/11/87-outdoor-performance-clothes/"&gt;GEAR&lt;/a&gt; sunglasses, which are a bit pricey. And, I can't have both the sunglasses and four race registrations...I'm too fiscally responsible for that sort of thing.&lt;br /&gt;So...I'm still keeping Cleveland and Dexter-Ann Arbor, the Road Ends is up in the air but the Martian 10K is out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-1043251882756878409?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/1043251882756878409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=1043251882756878409&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/1043251882756878409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/1043251882756878409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2009/04/on-target.html' title='On Target'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-7348147003864616295</id><published>2009-03-21T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T13:07:39.385-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thesis'/><title type='text'>That first burst of spring</title><content type='html'>Warm weather is coming my way, in fits and spurts. The first of the crocus flowers and the daffodils are greeting us and I too feel like I am making my way out of the cold and the haze. If slowly and with trepidation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My running is going well! The 4x/week program is good and I'm slowing creeping back up the mileage. Now I complain. Whyyyyy? Because it's my blog and I'll whine if I want to...&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo....&lt;br /&gt;My right hamstring feels like a rubber band, after being left out in the dead of winter, that is now being stretched to its limit. It feels tight and crackly and I almost screamed in yoga class today getting into a downward-facing dog. That posture used to be one of my favorites, now it is painful!? One harbinger of old age, I understand, is that my body will start to complain and whine and sometimes just break down (a la the "hamstring incident" of 2008).&lt;br /&gt;But, I also know that giving up is also a sign of aging. So, I'll be stretching more often. Spending more time doin' those yoga poses that make my muscles ache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momentous moments have occurred, and I feel settled for now. If not slightly overwhelmed because I just (I think) offered to write a grant application ON TOP OF my thesis served with a side plate of post-doc job application. Oh yes, I did just say THESIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing up baby. YEAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) LJS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-7348147003864616295?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/7348147003864616295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=7348147003864616295&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/7348147003864616295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/7348147003864616295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2009/03/that-first-burst-of-spring.html' title='That first burst of spring'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-3294465921195120465</id><published>2009-03-12T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T11:15:27.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm training</title><content type='html'>"Let's face it, most of us are scoffers. But moments before zero hour, it did not pay to take chances." -Ralphie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is time to train. It is time to deny, push, and push some more. I have set some hard goals for the spring! Four races in three months, maybe two half-marathons. From April 'til June, I'll be lacing up in the wee hours of the morning and hitting the road in a test of my will and my physical self. The long runs are getting longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some quick changes here in the Den: I changed the "photos" links to all of the races I plan to run. And I'll be posting more about my training, mostly to keep up my energy. I need all the help I can give myself...so I can beat myself. Existential huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this year, I have made peace with my 4 runs/week training schedule. I just can't push myself to do 5. So, I am trying a variation on the &lt;a href="http://www.podcastalley.com/podcast_details.php?pod_id=8753"&gt;moderate-consistent plan &lt;/a&gt;(see Episode 76) in which I have less days to run, but I run longer during those runs. I think it'll be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) LJS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-3294465921195120465?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/3294465921195120465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=3294465921195120465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/3294465921195120465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/3294465921195120465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-training.html' title='I&apos;m training'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-412021527708805246</id><published>2009-02-11T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T09:44:04.510-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stop Whining'/><title type='text'>A new series</title><content type='html'>I've heard many stupid things relating to the economy lately. Things like bonuses, posh retreats and what-haves for bankers bailed out by our previous administration. Kudos to Obama for putting the smackdown on bonuses, BTW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm starting a new series called "Stop Whining". It's a populist-style rant for all the well-heeled people who think that these economic times mean things like buying a $2000 dress instead of a $5000 dress, less vacationing in Aspen, no private jets and driving themselves around. Basically, people who don't know what it feels like to be on the cusp of losing everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, I've heard the MOST bitching from these sorts of people. Mostly in the New York Times. Both entertaining and infuriating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segment 1: &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/02/08/fashion/08halfmill.html?_r=1&amp;amp;partner=permalink&amp;amp;exprod=permalink"&gt;Gee, how can I possibly live on 500k a year&lt;/a&gt;? And, the Consumerist &lt;a href="http://consumerist.com/5150676/how-a-ceo-can-live-on-500k-a-year"&gt;responds&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-412021527708805246?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/412021527708805246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=412021527708805246&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/412021527708805246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/412021527708805246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-series.html' title='A new series'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-3402660650981159800</id><published>2009-02-09T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T07:27:42.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scientific Malaise</title><content type='html'>For some reason, I'm feeling really rotten today. To paraphrase Jimmy Carter, a feeling of malaise has washed over me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of sleeping it off, genius me is here at work instead because I want to go for a run later this afternoon. And I'd feel bad if I did stay at home and felt well enough to go out for a run. So I figured I'd suffer for the cause and at least be a warm body. A warm body that wants to pass out over my laptop and take a nice long snooze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking this opportunity to catch up on reading journal articles. I have about 20 journals that I like to cruise through. On rare occasions, I find very good articles. Most of them time, I'm neither impressed or disappointed. Then, I find articles that makes me want to go kick some butt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this one for example: &lt;br /&gt;"Application of multi-factorial design of experiments to successfully optimize immunoassays for robust measurements of therapeutic proteins" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So DOE is a fancy way of saying "planning our experiments beforehand so we know we'll get good results". Standard fare, IMHO. So why do they get to publish THAT? It'll be practical,sure. But it does not advance scientific knowledge when someone says "I did the scientific method". I saw alot of presentations like this at Photonics West-stuff that's either 20 years old or presented LAST year at the same conference (same slides, almost same order=new presentation! Who knew?)Pretty disappointing, actually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-3402660650981159800?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/3402660650981159800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=3402660650981159800&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/3402660650981159800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/3402660650981159800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2009/02/scientific-malaise.html' title='Scientific Malaise'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-9111389729033213412</id><published>2009-01-22T14:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T14:49:56.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vet, an old pro</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I hope that someone reminds me to pay my taxes and properly vet staff members &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;before&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/01/23/nyregion/23caroline.html?_r=1&amp;amp;hp"&gt; I run for Senate.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kthks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-9111389729033213412?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/9111389729033213412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=9111389729033213412&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/9111389729033213412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/9111389729033213412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2009/01/vet-old-pro.html' title='Vet, an old pro'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-7213625212007206203</id><published>2009-01-21T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T09:00:53.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inaugural mishaps</title><content type='html'>What a fantastic moment-yesterday-when I had both President Obama &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; Chief Justice Roberts in the same frame of my computer monitor. My geek-crush-o-meter was through the roof! I noted that Roberts did not wear an overcoat. Take THAT Chuck Norris! Chief Justice Roberts is so tough that he looks at frostbite in the eye and says "Bite me".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, he wasn't so suave during the&lt;a href="http://www.slate.com/id/2209298/"&gt; oath adminstration&lt;/a&gt;. But then again, neither was Obama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this very human moment, and the fact that it now meant we're no longer under the thumb of Bush and his evil henchmen, it was my favorite moment of the inauguration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey...that's a good name for a rock band "Bush and His Evil Henchmen". Too soon?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-7213625212007206203?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/7213625212007206203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=7213625212007206203&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/7213625212007206203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/7213625212007206203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2009/01/inaugural-mishaps.html' title='Inaugural mishaps'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-4503564350837241298</id><published>2009-01-16T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T09:59:55.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all mental</title><content type='html'>It would seem that I am on track to meet this week's food and fitness goals, provided I don't get lazy on Saturday. Well, except for having two extra coffee drinks this week. But hey! It's very cold outside and I'm probably needing those extra calories &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just to survive&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am always impressed at how good music can improve my mental state, especially during my runs. Last night, I breezed through two miles at a nice pace. I was listening to some of my favorite running tunes from Moby, Radiohead and Jane's Addiction. I felt like Deena Kastor, the American marathon record holder (at 5:19 minute-miles!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.danbenardot.com/2004Olympics_DeenaKastor1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 132px;" src="http://www.danbenardot.com/2004Olympics_DeenaKastor1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How I looked in reality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.active.com/images/upimages/running%20cow2a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 128px;" src="http://www.active.com/images/upimages/running%20cow2a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-4503564350837241298?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/4503564350837241298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=4503564350837241298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/4503564350837241298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/4503564350837241298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-all-mental.html' title='It&apos;s all mental'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-6655901942533203228</id><published>2009-01-15T07:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T08:00:41.957-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Idea for recipe!</title><content type='html'>I owe Hyperion some home-baked goodness and I have been thinking that I'd send him something sweet and unusual. I have a neat idea and I need feedback please! First, some background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) This morning I read an article about the latest food craze-salted caramel. Apparently, even Starbucks has a salted caramel hot chocolate. Mostly, these salted caramels are served with chocolate or covered with chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2008/12/31/dining/31carmel_600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 137px;" src="http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2008/12/31/dining/31carmel_600.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2) Next item! Another recent trend is the spicy chocolate. Chocolate kicked up a notch (sorry, had to use that) with the addition of some smoky ancho chili flavoring, cinnamon or cayenne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that a spicy chocolate coated salted caramel would be really yummy and adventurous. The details, I am still working out. But I think that either a spicy chocolate brownie with salted caramel topping (a new twist on the turtle brownie) or a chocolate-coated caramel OR a spicy chocolate truffle with bits of the caramel inside the truffle. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) LJS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-6655901942533203228?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/6655901942533203228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=6655901942533203228&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/6655901942533203228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/6655901942533203228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2009/01/idea-for-recipe.html' title='Idea for recipe!'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-9154988556233851080</id><published>2009-01-14T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T13:36:48.009-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Recipe: Spinach salad</title><content type='html'>Lorraine is a wonderful, creative chef and one of my main culinary inspirations. (along with&lt;br /&gt;Dragon!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This salad recipe is adapted from her "Popeye salad". &lt;a href="http://www.whfoods.com/genpage.php?tname=foodspice&amp;amp;dbid=23"&gt;Fenne&lt;/a&gt;l is in season now and a wonderful vegetable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 cups fresh, clean spinach&lt;br /&gt;One bulb fennel, sliced thinly&lt;br /&gt;1/4 small red onion, sliced thinly&lt;br /&gt;1-2 oranges, peeled, and sliced&lt;br /&gt;Some mint leaves (optional)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Optional step: The night before you prepare the salad, slice fennel bulb and store in fridge with some water and mint leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prepare your salad by adding all of the ingredients. Try adding some mint leaves to the salad too! Dress the salad with olive oil, freshly cracked pepper and sea salt and some balsamic vinegar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;:) LJS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bB-bYkGufyM/SXJPRc6ZJFI/AAAAAAAAAJo/NoOYlHT1P24/s1600-h/IMG_2211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bB-bYkGufyM/SXJPRc6ZJFI/AAAAAAAAAJo/NoOYlHT1P24/s200/IMG_2211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292379673351234642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I highly recommend "&lt;a href="http://www.michaelpollan.com/indefense.php"&gt;In Defense of Food&lt;/a&gt;" by Michael Pollan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS:&lt;a href="http://www.slate.com/id/2208229/pagenum/all/#p2"&gt; Diplomacy through wine?&lt;/a&gt; I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updated 1/17/09 with photos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-9154988556233851080?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/9154988556233851080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=9154988556233851080&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/9154988556233851080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/9154988556233851080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2009/01/recipe-spinach-salad.html' title='Recipe: Spinach salad'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bB-bYkGufyM/SXJPRc6ZJFI/AAAAAAAAAJo/NoOYlHT1P24/s72-c/IMG_2211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-3802397207877795338</id><published>2009-01-12T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T08:36:25.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More tunes!</title><content type='html'>Because I mostly refuse to buy into the whole entertainment-industrial complex, I have to wait until new music comes to the local library before I can listen to the bands I really like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just borrowed from the library is "Narrow Stairs" by Death Cab for Cutie and "Michigan" from Sufjan Stevens. I am enjoying very much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-3802397207877795338?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/3802397207877795338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=3802397207877795338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/3802397207877795338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/3802397207877795338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2009/01/more-tunes.html' title='More tunes!'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-7869746468635289459</id><published>2009-01-10T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T10:28:11.035-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Recipe: Broiled Grapefruit</title><content type='html'>Hurray for citrus season! I love winter because fresh oranges are available for salads, limes for mojitos, and grapefruit for breakfast. If you are bored with cold grapefruit in the mornings, try this delicious variation.&lt;br /&gt;NB: Grapefruit should be at room temperature to ensure even baking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 fresh pink grapefruit&lt;br /&gt;brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Set oven to 350C&lt;br /&gt;2. Cut grapefruit in half, remove seeds and section&lt;br /&gt;3. Spread an even, thin, layer of brown sugar over the top. Use the back of a spoon to squeeze the sugar into the fruit. Sprinkle with cinnamon.&lt;br /&gt;4. Bake at 350 for 4-5 minutes&lt;br /&gt;5. Turn the oven up to broil and broil 3-4 minutes, or until the top is browned.&lt;br /&gt;6. Remove from oven and enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mint garnish is a delightful addition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-7869746468635289459?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/7869746468635289459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=7869746468635289459&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/7869746468635289459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/7869746468635289459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2009/01/recipe-broiled-grapefruit.html' title='Recipe: Broiled Grapefruit'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-6470423152715812489</id><published>2009-01-07T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T13:20:01.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the places we'll go!</title><content type='html'>First and foremost, I'd like to encourage everyone to read "American Gods" by Neil Gaimon. It's an interesting treatise on how certain places resonate strongly with a person, or a people. For example, why is &lt;a href="http://www.walldrug.com/"&gt;Wall Drug&lt;/a&gt; so darn popular? I had thought that this idea of resonate places is expressed through music, so I did a little experiment with my meager iTUNES library. Check out all the good places!&lt;br /&gt;Leave in the comments your iTUNES places and I'll summarize them next week.&lt;br /&gt;Travel well, :) LJS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;table style="border-collapse: collapse; width: 343pt;" width="457" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;col style="width: 219pt;" width="292"&gt;  &lt;col style="width: 124pt;" width="165"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt; width: 219pt;" width="292" height="20"&gt;Amsterdam&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="width: 124pt;" width="165"&gt;Coldplay&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Angel Of Harlem&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;U2&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Avalon&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;Roxy Music&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Back In The U.S.S.R.&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;The Beatles&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Belleville Jungle&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;Ben Charest&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Breakfast In America&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;Supertramp&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Chicago&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;Sufjan Stevens&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Concerning The UFO Sighting Near   Highland, Illinois&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;Sufjan Stevens&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Dear Chicago&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;Ryan Adams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Dracula From Houston&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;Butthole Surfers&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;El Salvador&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;Athlete&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Galapogos&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;Smashing Pumpkins&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;(Get Your Kicks On) Route 66&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;Nat King Cole&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Going To California&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;Led Zeppelin&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Gone Hollywood&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;Supertramp&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;India&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;Roxy Music&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Jacksonville&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;Sufjan Stevens&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;La Llorona&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;DeVotchKa&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Last Boat To America&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;David Gray&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Laughing River&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;Greg Brown&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Marching Bands Of Manhattan&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;Death Cab For Cutie&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Memphis&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;Ryan Adams&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Mercy Street&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;Peter Gabriel&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Mexicali Blues&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;Grateful Dead&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Montego Bay Spleen&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;St. Germain&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;My Blue Manhattan&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;Ryan Adams&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;N.Y.&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;Doves&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;New Amsterdam&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;Travis&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;New York, New York&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;Ryan Adams&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Off Broadway&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;Ryan Adams&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Oh My Sweet Carolina&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;Ryan Adams&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;The Only Living Boy In New York&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;Simon &amp;amp; Garfunkel&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Portland Oregon&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;Loretta Lynn/Jack White&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Radio Free Europe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;R.E.M.&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Savoy Truffle&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;The Beatles&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Streets Of Philadelphia&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;Bruce Springsteen&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Texarkana&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;R.E.M.&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Theme From New York, New York&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;Frank Sinatra&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Via Chicago&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;Wilco&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Viva Las Vegas&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;Elvis Presley&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;The White Cliffs Of Dover&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td&gt;The Righteous Brothers&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-6470423152715812489?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/6470423152715812489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=6470423152715812489&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/6470423152715812489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/6470423152715812489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-places-well-go.html' title='Oh the places we&apos;ll go!'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-4641765555308411413</id><published>2009-01-07T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T08:28:51.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 Spring goals</title><content type='html'>I was feeling quite ambitious a couple of posts ago about my spring running schedule. Then I remembered what got me into so much trouble and pain last year-ambition. So I decided to modify my goals. They're still challenging (4 races in 3 months), but not over the top. It's more important to be healthy and I want to give my left leg a chance to get better. But, if I had wanted to run the Martian half, I would need to start increasing mileage at the end of January and I don't think that it's ready quite yet.  January will be booring...slogging through being consistent.&lt;br /&gt;The first two weeks will be no more than 3 miles, 5x/week. The last two weeks, I'll increase to 3 miles, 5x/week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my modified Spring schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 7th: A 10K Meteor race in the &lt;a href="http://www.martianmarathon.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=22&amp;amp;Itemid=61"&gt;Martian series of races&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 25th: &lt;a href="http://www.trailmarathon.com/"&gt;Road ends&lt;/a&gt; 5 mile trail race&lt;br /&gt;May 17th: A half-marathon in &lt;a href="http://www.clevelandmarathon.com/"&gt;Cleveland&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 1st: &lt;a href="http://www.dexterannarborrun.com/index.htm"&gt;Dexter-Ann Arbor&lt;/a&gt; 10K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-4641765555308411413?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/4641765555308411413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=4641765555308411413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/4641765555308411413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/4641765555308411413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009-spring-goals.html' title='2009 Spring goals'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-8512475197535323787</id><published>2009-01-04T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T20:42:39.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Medicinally Modified</title><content type='html'>{yawn}&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for the Sudafed to kick in. Ever since I've been afflicted with the Toddler Germ of Doom, my sinuses have been wrecking havoc on my tender little head. But I hate taking medicine. Hence the conundrum of waiting way too long to take Sudafed and now suffering until my nose is clear and the pill knocks me out. Hopefully soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of 'hopefully soon'-new running shoes are supposed to be here this very week. I am getting a pair of &lt;a href="http://www.mizunousa.com/equipment.nsf/0/DA5AF4505C65355E852574830010212E?opendocument&amp;amp;div=running&amp;amp;cat=womensfootwear"&gt;Mizuno Wave Alchemy&lt;/a&gt; shoes. The shoes just look bad ass, I love the green! I figure that my current shoes, while not yet quite at the point of completely falling apart, are a source of my chronic weirdo-knee problem. So...new shoes. And, yes! This does mean a contest for best shoe name.  I'm thinking of invoking some of the Goonies for this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow marks the first working day of 2009 and I am...woefully unprepared for it. Heck, I'm not even getting a good night's sleep. During holidays, I tend to get nocturnal...going to bed at 1 or even 2 am. So it's tough to get out of that habit, mostly because it's probablly my natural schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, tomorrow begins my foray into the Shrinking Piggies. My goal is to lose 10 pounds, but that is really beside the point. I want to critically examine my eating and exercise choices and see what is not healthy and what I can do to making things more healthy and more fun. I did have fun during the holidays though-making cheesecakes, candy and cookies. But I didn't really eat too much of that-it was nice to have it in the house as a treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrrrgh! :) LJS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-8512475197535323787?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/8512475197535323787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=8512475197535323787&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/8512475197535323787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/8512475197535323787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2009/01/medicinally-modified.html' title='Medicinally Modified'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-2975390095363405708</id><published>2008-12-27T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T10:05:01.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay for Christmas Redux!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/2008/02/13/funny-pictures-ceiling-cat-creates-man/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://icanhascheezburger.wordpress.com/files/2008/02/funny-pictures-ceiling-cat-creates-man.jpg" style="word-spacing: 479943px; font-size: 479943px; width: 328px; height: 272px;" alt="Humorous Pictures" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Christmas Redux is going well so far! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-2975390095363405708?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/2975390095363405708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=2975390095363405708&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/2975390095363405708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/2975390095363405708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/12/yay-for-christmas-redux.html' title='Yay for Christmas Redux!'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-9219548144157976957</id><published>2008-12-25T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T19:33:39.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas, redux</title><content type='html'>I hereby announce that Christmas will be held (again) in 2 days' time. Some days just really should be done over. Like from scratch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here is my plan for Merry Christmas 2. MC2 for short, or E. Because they ARE equal after all. (heh. nerd humor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up at a leisurely hour.  Take a nice warm shower and put on my favorite comfy clothes. Prepare lattes and crepes. Go out shopping with the MAN for a new pair of running shoes and inserts. Test drive the new shoes for a few miles and relax at the gym. Come home in the late afternoon and make a simple dinner. Enjoy a funny movie with a glass of my favorite sparkling wine. Fall asleep thankful for perfect days, lovely friends, and a wonderful husband.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, keep up the merry cheer for two more days for your biological sibling-challenged pirate. I'm now accepting applications for the role of LJS sibling. Your primary mission, should you choose to accept it, is to not break my heart with everything you say and do. That, and eat all of my yummy cooking creations. If no applications are received, I'll be drafting people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-9219548144157976957?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/9219548144157976957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=9219548144157976957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/9219548144157976957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/9219548144157976957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-redux.html' title='Merry Christmas, redux'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-603615893592346668</id><published>2008-12-23T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T19:22:35.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Empress Returns</title><content type='html'>My favorite feline empress, &lt;a href="http://felinesovereign.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kukka Maria&lt;/a&gt;, has been back online for a full 9  months and I have only now noticed??  That means I have 9 months' of funny-as-heck blogging to catch up on.  So check her out, and she's back on the Blog Roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a fortuitous turn of events! Now I'll have something to actually DO this holiday season. Maybe I can start my thesis. {giggle}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that watching  someone play video games is boring or anything. And we'll soon be having a visitor who loves video games even more. Thank Ceiling Cat that I didn't look for a Wii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. Merry Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-603615893592346668?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/603615893592346668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=603615893592346668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/603615893592346668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/603615893592346668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/12/empress-returns.html' title='The Empress Returns'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-6785613829729981219</id><published>2008-12-18T07:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T07:54:54.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter symbiosis</title><content type='html'>What goes better than peanut butter with pancakes, hot cocoa with whipped cream, macaroni with cheese?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heavy snowfall and a day of baking, in comfy clothes and a Santa hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are in for a Winter BONANZA! Yippee!! Starting tonight after the peoples are nestled all snug in their beds, mother nature will bestow upon us mortals 11 inches of snow in less than 24 hours. Now if the weather people actually have their predictions right, this is looking to be a prime opportunity to "work from home".  (forgetting the fact that, yeah, I probably &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;could&lt;/span&gt; walk to work)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by "work from home", I mean finally getting my Christmas baking on. I plan to be making all sorts of delicious goodies that include some cookies, candy, cheesecakes (yes, that's a plural!), and lasagna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a perfect storm of a semi-legit reason to stay at home, procrastination, and a gigantic sweet tooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) LJS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-6785613829729981219?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/6785613829729981219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=6785613829729981219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/6785613829729981219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/6785613829729981219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/12/winter-symbiosis.html' title='Winter symbiosis'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-6441531817203611628</id><published>2008-12-09T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:29:24.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the end of an era!</title><content type='html'>I am less than 12 hours from my last class that I will ever *have to* take. After 11 years of on again/off again classwork, this is a most-welcome conclusion. It's the end of an era folks! And, now I am one step closer to the point where my mom can't pick on me for being a professional student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also working on a paper for a conference proceeding. It is very tempting to make the whole thing a beta version, because I don't think anyone reads them. But said paper has to be vetted by The Chief, and beta versions simply will not do. I have a reputation to maintain (I think). I just wish I could work in the word "awesome" into one paper..just once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched "Step Brothers" last night. That was one funny, but foul, movie. But I love me some Will Farrell. Seriously, I'd watch that guy read the newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop on over at the &lt;a href="http://monkeybarn.blogspot.com"&gt;Monkey Barn&lt;/a&gt;. Hyperion has gift suggestions and a video that is guaranteed to make you smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-6441531817203611628?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/6441531817203611628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=6441531817203611628&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/6441531817203611628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/6441531817203611628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-end-of-era.html' title='It&apos;s the end of an era!'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-7585169505311384404</id><published>2008-12-08T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T10:57:05.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mostly Tepid Person</title><content type='html'>David Gregory!?!? {sigh}&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;I decided to join up with the &lt;a href="http://shrinkingpiggies.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shrinking Piggies&lt;/a&gt;-a nice group of fellow bloggers who are trying to lose some poundage. Marital bliss and I are getting along very well and, as a result, 15 pounds of happiness have found their way to my...everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's never too late or too early to start changing life habits, setting goals and making choices that will make my life better. Me? I enjoy seeing the amazing battle of will power and the couch of doom.  Of course, the couch of doom will LOSE. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ambitious 2009 goals? Well here we go:&lt;br /&gt;1. 3 half-marathons in the spring (Martian, Cleveland, Ann Arbor-Dexter).&lt;br /&gt;1a. 15-20 miles running/week with consistency, by the end of Jan.&lt;br /&gt;2. Working out 6 days/week. Even if it's *just* a 2 mile walk to the library and back.&lt;br /&gt;3. No desserts except on the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;4. Eat out only 1x/week. 1 mid-afternoon latte/week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course 1 and 1a is all predicated on healthy knees. But, that's what PT is for right?&lt;br /&gt;:) LJS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-7585169505311384404?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/7585169505311384404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=7585169505311384404&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/7585169505311384404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/7585169505311384404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/12/mostly-tepid-person.html' title='Mostly Tepid Person'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-169562473424611851</id><published>2008-12-03T12:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T12:16:41.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Baking</title><content type='html'>For a few happy Christmas seasons, Hea and I would play hooky, dress in our most comfy jammies and bake cookies all day long. We made anywhere from 6-8 different kinds of cookies and, at the end of the day, we had a 1 foot layer of cookies on her kitchen table. It was all sorts of yummy. At the end of our day, we'd order cheese pizza (extra well-done please) and ogle over our favorite  spygirl: Jennifer Garner. I miss Hea all the time, but especially this time of year. Hopefully, she and Yaz will make their own cookies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, THE MAN and I will be creating our own traditions this year. It's our first year together (as in we're not separated by 1000 km!) and we're planning on making candy and baked goods. I'm thinking of breaking out of the cookie mold, but it will mean that the goods will not last as long.  So it'll mean I'll have to share the baked love more quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some candidates for the Christmas goodies? Gosh, go over to Dragon's kitchen and take your pick! I'm excited about her &lt;a href="http://dragonskitchen.blogspot.com/2008/11/caramel-cake-with-caramelized-butter.html"&gt;Caramel Cake with Carmelized Butter Frosting&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://dragonskitchen.blogspot.com/2008/11/cheesecake-pops.html"&gt;Cheesecake Pops&lt;/a&gt;. I think I'll still make the &lt;a href="http://myallrecipes.wordpress.com/2008/11/25/michigan-treasure-cookies/"&gt;Michigan Treasure&lt;/a&gt; cookies since they were so yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the candy? We're thinking hard candy-maybe some toffee, or peanut brittle, or a ginger/cinamon concoction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-169562473424611851?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/169562473424611851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=169562473424611851&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/169562473424611851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/169562473424611851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-baking.html' title='Christmas Baking'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-8488081047122525278</id><published>2008-12-03T11:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T11:22:59.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dunder NASA</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://services.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f8/271557392" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashvars="videoId=3757914001&amp;amp;playerId=271557392&amp;amp;viewerSecureGatewayURL=https://console.brightcove.com/services/amfgateway&amp;amp;servicesURL=http://services.brightcove.com/services&amp;amp;cdnURL=http://admin.brightcove.com&amp;amp;domain=embed&amp;amp;autoStart=false&amp;amp;" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" name="flashObj" width="486" height="412" seamlesstabbing="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" swliveconnect="true" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-8488081047122525278?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/8488081047122525278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=8488081047122525278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/8488081047122525278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/8488081047122525278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/12/dunder-nasa.html' title='Dunder NASA'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-3310562172530212771</id><published>2008-11-28T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T08:15:21.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Dr. Purr</title><content type='html'>An update on &lt;a href="http://annarborcatclinic.com/Adoption_Photos/index.php?display=Photos%2F001mrpurr_w.jpg&amp;amp;non_lr=1"&gt;Dr. Purr&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to the Ann Arbor Cat Clinic on Monday to pick up a copy of Howie's rabies certificate and was so happy to see Dr. Purr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has gained weight and his coat is shiny and pretty. He has some grey in his fur, so he's probably not just 2 years old. And he is playful! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a nice story of what some good food and love in a safe home can do for a cat. Miracle workers, that clinic. He still needs a home. Maybe if I work on the MAN a bit more, Howie can have a brudder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:) LJS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-3310562172530212771?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/3310562172530212771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=3310562172530212771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/3310562172530212771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/3310562172530212771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/11/update-on-dr-purr.html' title='Update on Dr. Purr'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-715691000239012693</id><published>2008-11-27T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T15:43:37.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost in Translation</title><content type='html'>So with all this &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/africa/7637257.stm"&gt;news lately&lt;/a&gt; about pirates, I've decided to give my pirate crew the holidays off. I have complete faith that they will hijack a nuclear submarine, nuke the bastards that are giving us a bad name, and then return all the stolen booty to their original owners. (Including returning the submarine, DESPITE my oft wanderlust about having such a sub in my fleet.) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's my crew. Righteous limeys. The Robin Hoods of the open seas. {sniffle} I'm so proud of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In light of my crew's holiday, I've decided to take a break also. No, the break is not from my already sporatic written musings, which may one day be used against me in a court of law. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead, the break is from being shy. I'm about to get all hate-filled Twinkie here on you, dear reader so I will forgive y'all if you decide to stop reading here. (legal notice: the "hate-filled Twinkie" is a registered trademark of &lt;a href="http://kaplyinc.blogspot.com/"&gt;KaplyInc&lt;/a&gt;...whom I love dearly and fear regularly)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've noticed that I'm pretty freaking sick and tired of being the evil genius behind the curtain. I'm pretty darn smarht and cute and charming and personal. When those don't work, I can amaze you with the power of a wooden peg leg. Anyhoo, why should I let people speak for me when I know that I can do just as well or even better? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Oh sweet Garfield, I'm not about to invoke Hillary am I? Oh yes.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I fear that I've lost my voice. And by golly, I'm going to find it. Slackers, dissenters, and asshats watch out. Here comes Lady Jane. &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-715691000239012693?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/715691000239012693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=715691000239012693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/715691000239012693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/715691000239012693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/11/lost-in-translation.html' title='Lost in Translation'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-241789451662616477</id><published>2008-11-20T14:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T14:54:47.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something new</title><content type='html'>Thought it'd be nice to have change here in the Den.&lt;br /&gt;:) LJS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-241789451662616477?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/241789451662616477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=241789451662616477&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/241789451662616477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/241789451662616477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/11/something-new.html' title='Something new'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-3818528300529697490</id><published>2008-11-18T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T14:11:46.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anything is a nutritional supplement</title><content type='html'>This is one for all the chemists out there to enjoy a little chuckle:&lt;br /&gt;"Systematic review of the nutritional supplements dimethyl sulfoxide (DMSO) and methylsulfonylmethane (MSM) in the treatment of osteoarthritis"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Nutritional Supplements.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-3818528300529697490?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/3818528300529697490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=3818528300529697490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/3818528300529697490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/3818528300529697490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/11/anything-is-nutritional-supplement.html' title='Anything is a nutritional supplement'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-8735092956683664444</id><published>2008-11-11T07:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T07:38:57.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks to our Heroes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/2008/06/25/funny-pictures-not-alwayz-ware-costooms/"&gt;&lt;img class="mine_1345900" src="http://icanhascheezburger.wordpress.com/files/2008/06/funny-pictures-true-heroes.jpg" alt="cat" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com"&gt;animals&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-8735092956683664444?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/8735092956683664444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=8735092956683664444&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/8735092956683664444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/8735092956683664444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanks-to-our-heroes.html' title='Thanks to our Heroes'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-5044546752350805</id><published>2008-11-01T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T08:19:19.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go-TV</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone,&lt;br /&gt;I used to think that GOTV was a television station. Heh. It's not. It means 'get out the vote'. In my support of Go-TV, I am letting all of my officers and ship crew off the boat for the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to encourage everyone to go out and vote on Tuesday. The lines are going to be long, but be prepared! Bring a water, a puzzle and patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait in line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way you slice it, this year's election is very important. Your vote, your voice, needs to be heard. There are local, state and federal issues that needs your input.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait in line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) LJS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-5044546752350805?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/5044546752350805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=5044546752350805&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/5044546752350805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/5044546752350805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/11/go-tv.html' title='Go-TV'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-7600282937137280571</id><published>2008-10-26T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T19:05:27.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL Cattery</title><content type='html'>My late Sunday mewsings....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. No, 'obligations' was not about anyone anyone knows. Especially not you Dragon. You know I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm still too enthralled with LOL cats to be bothered with reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I know that you, too, are waiting with baited breath for my 2008 Detroit post-race post-mortem. It is coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The man is playing a game where he shoots bubbles. Bubbles. At least zombie targets are...potentially useful...someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. GO AND VISIT &lt;a href="http://www.hyperioninstitute.com/"&gt;HYPERION&lt;/a&gt; AND GIVE HIM LOTS OF LOVE. Do it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee hee hee...btw. I just came up with 'mewsings'. Isn't it fab and clever?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-7600282937137280571?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/7600282937137280571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=7600282937137280571&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/7600282937137280571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/7600282937137280571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/10/lol-cattery.html' title='LOL Cattery'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-2859323855496080391</id><published>2008-10-26T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T19:25:00.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Five times 13.1</title><content type='html'>Welcome, LJS fans, to another edition of "half marathon post-mortem"! I'm your complainer-in-chief, LJS, and I'll be your host for these next thirteen miles...and then some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me first mention how much lactic acid accumulation sucks ass. OK. There. It's said and done and I still can't walk down a flight of stairs without a grimace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, let me give major love to Lord Mullett who was roused from a peaceful slumber at 4:30 am to drive me and GM to the race. Thanks honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onward with the program we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-race:  2008 has been a long journey of blind &lt;a href="http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/03/houston-we-are-go-for-262.html"&gt;ambition&lt;/a&gt; to &lt;a href="http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/03/ok-so-there-goes-cleveland.html"&gt;desolation&lt;/a&gt; to &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/posts.g?blogID=17857437"&gt;resolution&lt;/a&gt; to accomplishment. It was simply enough to be there and to feel ready to run. It was a cold, dark morning in downtown Detroit. I woke up before 5am. A group of over 25,000 people gather in and it was so exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the bridge are miles 0-3. I call them the innocent miles: This is the point where my body doesn't realize I'm about to ask it to run 13.1 miles. It is happy to just be out there running. Little does it know!&lt;br /&gt;So things started off slow, it was about 6 minutes for our section to hit the start line. There were lots of people and we were all running in sync, so imagine thousands of heads bobbling at the same pace. It was cool. We got off to an easy pace and I felt good, aside from some tightness in my right leg. Energy was high and I really was just happy to be out there. The entertainment and fluid stations were great, as always.&lt;br /&gt;The first mile marker is at mile 2. Now, runners are sort of an anal bunch when it comes to time. YES even for those like me who say they aren't. We are. We just try to lie about it. So, at mile 2, we're at a good starting pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miles 3-6. Bah. These miles are so boring, with the exception of watching the sun rise over the Ambassador Bridge. Getting onto the bridge was slow because of construction. At mile 5, I noticed that our 'good starting pace' has lasted too long. It's pretty evident that we'll have to work harder to make up some time.  Loaded up on Gu here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miles 7-9. These miles are sort of painful because you go from high energy to some weird la-la land of surviving. This stretch finishes our time in Windsor, we run under the water and make it back to Detroit. Here, I was starting to get tired. The tunnel was really warm and I took off one of my shirts. Big mistake because when we hit the surface, man it was cold. Our pace was better, and I was having fun. I wasn't feeling as wiped out as I usually do at this point in previous races, so I take that as a sign I did something right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miles 10-12. Oy. These are the miles when your body knows it can finish but your brain begins to revolt. Constant fighting between my body and mind. I knew on a body/cellular level that I was OK, I was trained for this and I can finish the distance. But my brain kept on telling me that I really should stop and sit down. Stupid brain! I just told myself to hang on. And, hopefully next time someone will tell the crowd "less cowbell".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 13: Gosh, the only thing I really remember about this last stretch was a nice old man telling us "last turn, you can see the finish line". And we did. But it was sooooooo far away. Finishing the last 0.2 miles with people all around you and cheering you on is great. We saw Francis in the midst of all of those people, and it made me smile so much because this was my first race that I was running toward him because he was there. It was great, the first of many I hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post-race: some hobbling around and trying to get hydrated and some nutrition.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again for a great run, GM. Next destination: MARS!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-2859323855496080391?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/2859323855496080391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=2859323855496080391&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/2859323855496080391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/2859323855496080391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/10/five-times-131.html' title='Five times 13.1'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-3070923089205942455</id><published>2008-10-21T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T11:51:09.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obligations</title><content type='html'>Open letter to the over-promising, under-delivering twit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes yes I know that what you are doing is overwhelmingly time consuming. But you should know that also and, as a result, NOT volunteer for other things. Let me tell you that I do not care that you are busy. Do what you said you were going to do. Dammit. If you do not fulfill your obligations...I will bear down on you with consequences and fury. Or at least make other people do it for me.&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't think that your boss will be happy to learn that you volunteered to do something and now are backing out at the last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely yours, the drill instructor LJS&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Folks, I know I've complained about this sort of thing before here and on the Monkey Barn. But I am a very strong believer in doing what you say you are going to do (aka following up on your word). For starters, often times your word is the only thing you have and it better be good or else your reputation is in the gutter. Another view is that your reputation is not built on the promises you make but on the promises you deliver. Now, this kid's reputation with me is on shaky ground, at best, and when I ask for volunteers in the future I will remember this unfortunate event. I will not tolerate the "I'm busy" excuse because WE ARE ALL BUSY, dammit. And most of us still find time to fulfill obligations and promises.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-3070923089205942455?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/3070923089205942455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=3070923089205942455&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/3070923089205942455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/3070923089205942455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/10/obligations.html' title='Obligations'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-3066749661098923957</id><published>2008-10-16T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T06:41:26.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The G word</title><content type='html'>I believe that government is not a dirty word. I believe that government is made of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;people like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;US&lt;/span&gt; and can make lives better. I've experienced this on a very personal level: I would not be able to have gone to college if government did not give me a low-cost loan. I believe that it is morally and socially responsible to make sure that everybody has the right to lead a healthy happy life. Moreover, it makes economic sense to invest in education or preventative medicine instead of building more prisons or spending money to treat diseases that could have been avoided by simple preventative measures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see that my tax dollars, while not always spent in a manner I agree with (Iraq), are spent so my cousin, who is a single mom, can get free health care for her son. I see that people's lives are made better. I've seen people fed and housed; poor people having access to careers, education, transportation. Police now have armor vests and better technology to keep us safe. Research gets supported. Small businesses get start-up grants. How are these things bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what that the government spends money on things you don't agree with? Do you really think that 300 million people are going to agree on anything? I think that government tries its best to help as many people as possible (when they're not "shock and awe"-ing them, but I digress).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe that if people were taxed less, they would necessarily donate that money to charitable causes. Look at tithes, as an example. Ask: How many people do you know tithe? How many churches are always asking for more money? Every church I know of is always underfunded, understaffed; always in danger of closing. Why? There is an unfortunate disconnect. Do you really think that they'd support other agencies if they can't/don't/won't even support their own church?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not arguing for tax increases. I'm simply stating I recognize that government can be (and is generally) an agent of good. It's not a dirty word.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-3066749661098923957?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/3066749661098923957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=3066749661098923957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/3066749661098923957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/3066749661098923957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/10/g-word.html' title='The G word'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-5083720294985300912</id><published>2008-10-13T10:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T11:14:46.840-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><title type='text'>Can you adopt a loving cat?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bB-bYkGufyM/SPOPM49CCjI/AAAAAAAAAHo/07I2WML5ObM/s1600-h/drpurr02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bB-bYkGufyM/SPOPM49CCjI/AAAAAAAAAHo/07I2WML5ObM/s200/drpurr02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256702641681074738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howie KATT had his annual vet visit last week. I wish it had gone well, but we got stuck with Dr. Inept Newbie because I forgot the name of his regular vet (never again, shall I forget her sweet name).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One GREAT thing about Howie's vet office is that they love cats. In fact, they are a cat-only clinic. Their adoption program is wonderful and I like to come to Howie's appointment early so I can play with all of the cats waiting for a loving home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, one just nearly broke my heart. Meet &lt;a href="http://annarborcatclinic.com/Adoption_Photos/index.php?display=Photos%2F001mrpurr_w.jpg"&gt;Dr. Purr&lt;/a&gt;. Let me tell you about him. He was found in a dumpster at a local hospital along with some insulating foam. He's had a rough start! When I first met him at the cat clinic, he was shy and tired. But I opened his cage and started to give him "feeder love" and he instantly became a purring monster-wanting more attention and cuddling. Dr. Purr is so sweet and so kind and is one of those cats that will always love his feeder. He reminds me so much of Howie when I found him-a bit in rough shape but very affectionate, very mild mannered and very much ready for a good home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could bring home Dr. Purr, but I think Lord Mullett would not be pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) LJS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-5083720294985300912?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/5083720294985300912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=5083720294985300912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/5083720294985300912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/5083720294985300912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/10/can-you-adopt-loving-cat.html' title='Can you adopt a loving cat?'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bB-bYkGufyM/SPOPM49CCjI/AAAAAAAAAHo/07I2WML5ObM/s72-c/drpurr02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-4396470766276618452</id><published>2008-10-10T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T13:04:06.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elect Nietzsche!</title><content type='html'>Depressing times calls for a depressing leader. What is little-known this year, what with all the association issues, is that Nietzsche is running for President on the "Well-Preserved" ticket.&lt;br /&gt;Never mind he is not an American, or even still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is some thrilling sound bytes from the "recession is the new tech bubble" wave that's taking this country by storm! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you gaze long into the economy, the economy gazes back."&lt;br /&gt;"Terrorist" (oops, wrong campaign! my bad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, for those of you concerned about Supreme Court nominees, Herr Fred has this to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="body"&gt;Although the most acute judges of the witches and even the witches themselves, were convinced of the guilt of witchery, the guilt nevertheless was non-existent. It is thus with all guilt.&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you missed all 20+ of the Democrat party debates, you'll find this statement &lt;span class="body"&gt;a stunning admission of his sexism!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="body"&gt;Behind all their personal vanity, women themselves always have an impersonal contempt for pigs with lipstick."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-4396470766276618452?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/4396470766276618452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=4396470766276618452&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/4396470766276618452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/4396470766276618452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/10/elect-nietzsche.html' title='Elect Nietzsche!'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-7922103988776035439</id><published>2008-10-09T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T11:55:33.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dante found a new job!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://punditkitchen.com/2008/10/09/political-pictures-nyse-not-even-supposed-here-today/"&gt;&lt;img class="mine_2220974" title="political-pictures-nyse-not-even-supposed-here-today" src="http://punditkitchen.wordpress.com/files/2008/10/political-pictures-nyse-not-even-supposed-here-today.jpg" alt="Obama Pictures and McCain Pictures" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see &lt;a href="http://punditkitchen.com/tag/sarah-palin/"&gt;Sarah Palin pictures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-7922103988776035439?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/7922103988776035439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=7922103988776035439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/7922103988776035439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/7922103988776035439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/10/dante-found-new-job.html' title='Dante found a new job!'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-3040051608843979760</id><published>2008-10-08T14:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T14:35:19.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10!</title><content type='html'>Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.pipeline.com/%7Erandyo/Top_10.htm"&gt;RandyO&lt;/a&gt; for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The top ten reasons to buy a Honda Nighthawk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;1. It looks like a motorcycle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;2. It doesn’t look like a lime green fish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;3. Nobody will steal it for parts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;4. It’s not a Harley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;5. You won’t wake up your neighbors if you ride in at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;6. You don’t need an electric motor to back out of your parking space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;7. If you drop it in your driveway, your ego is the only thing that gets damaged.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;8. You can ride it like a squid if you’re in the mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;9. You can ride it like a grandmother if you’re not in the mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;10. You don’t have to dress up in a neon colored kevlar clown suit to go riding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-3040051608843979760?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/3040051608843979760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=3040051608843979760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/3040051608843979760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/3040051608843979760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/10/top-10.html' title='Top 10!'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-3565969019159291373</id><published>2008-09-25T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T14:36:10.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendly bacteria, my ass</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(the title is for, TL. hope you're feeling better)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm still seething at the stupidity of the punk ass bitch who just so happens to be my TA for the semester. Watch me grit my teeth as I pretend to be nice to the soulless bastard. Instead of walking down to his office and beating him to a pulp using my awesome hybrid ninja-pirate skills, I choose to take out my aggression on consumer goods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My therapist calls this progress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 12"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 12"&gt;&lt;link style="font-family: arial;" rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CKaren%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;link style="font-family: arial;" rel="themeData" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CKaren%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_themedata.thmx"&gt;&lt;link style="font-family: arial;" rel="colorSchemeMapping" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CKaren%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_colorschememapping.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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There’s a list, a top 7 if you will, of the “reasons to enjoy Dannon today and for tomorrow”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I present to you dear reader, verbatum...the reasons.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in; font-family: arial;" start="1" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Be fit. Contains calcium      which can help with weight management&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Be vital. Is a good source      of protein for muscle maintenance&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Be comfortable. Has active      cultures that help milk digestion&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Be strong. Has calcium,      essential for strong bones&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Be nourished. Contains      important nutrients for children’s growth&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Be proactive. Provides      friendly bacteria for your digestive tract&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Be happy! Is a      great-tasting and satisfying part of your healthy diet. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Read carefully.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now, here are my issues. (allow me, once again, to get all John McLaughlin on you good people)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Issue 1: Numbers 1 and 3 are arguing for the same ingredient, calcium, just in different ways&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Issue 2: The active cultures ARE bacteria, so numbers 3 and 6 are the same. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Issue 3: The important nutrients? Calcium and protein. So, there goes number 5. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thus the actual number of reasons to eat Dannon yogurt are three. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in; font-family: arial;" start="1" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Has nutrients&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Has bacteria&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Tastes yummy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Don’t let them fool you. Bastards, each and every one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-3565969019159291373?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/3565969019159291373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=3565969019159291373&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/3565969019159291373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/3565969019159291373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/09/friendly-bacteria-my-ass.html' title='Friendly bacteria, my ass'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-5152736082093325506</id><published>2008-09-24T12:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T12:26:33.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your lips move, but I can't hear what you're saying</title><content type='html'>...have I raved about Pandora yet? Well, maybe I should start. Music. Free. The good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm returning to the classics today: Pink Floyd, Led Zeppelin, Roxy Music, Supertramp and The Beatles. I sometimes wish polyester was cool again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, totally crushing on Nick Cave. The &lt;a href="http://www.dgdesignnetwork.com.au/dgdn/wp-content/images/Nick_Cave_02.jpg"&gt;'stache is fab&lt;/a&gt;. Awesomely fab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be a Mexican federale, sometimes. Or Leonard from "Raising Arizona" sans explosive ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have ridden my motorcycle in 3 months than my dad has in 2 years. And mine's been broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my dreams, I have met Hyperion and he makes excellent eggs with rye toast. It's not clear if Hypey has a 'stache though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it bad to hold off on a job search until the election results are in? There ARE some opportunities in New Zealand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would really like to meet the Monkey Barners (present and alumni).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random enough?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-5152736082093325506?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/5152736082093325506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=5152736082093325506&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/5152736082093325506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/5152736082093325506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/09/your-lips-move-but-i-cant-hear-what.html' title='Your lips move, but I can&apos;t hear what you&apos;re saying'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-529157592585861559</id><published>2008-09-19T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T08:11:14.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>International LJS day!</title><content type='html'>It was &lt;a href="http://internationalday.blogspot.com/2006/09/september-15-international-lady-jane.html"&gt;my day&lt;/a&gt; earlier this week. Check it out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-529157592585861559?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/529157592585861559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=529157592585861559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/529157592585861559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/529157592585861559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/09/international-ljs-day.html' title='International LJS day!'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-4032220518997772496</id><published>2008-09-10T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T14:55:06.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MTP isn't the same</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I miss Tim Russert still.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-4032220518997772496?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/4032220518997772496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=4032220518997772496&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/4032220518997772496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/4032220518997772496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/09/mtp-isnt-same.html' title='MTP isn&apos;t the same'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-6368374041405859813</id><published>2008-09-08T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T13:22:24.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid zealots</title><content type='html'>There is alot of political garbage out there. To a point, one can maintain a sense of humor. But, then that line gets crossed and it's just got to stop. I'm on the left, but I'm just aghast at some of the baloney floating out there from both sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we agree to:&lt;br /&gt;1. Properly frame our arguments? The left has been absolutely horrible in its examination of Sarah Palin. Her record, and how it pertains to the issues of our economy, infrastructure, standing the world etc are important. Conspirary theories about this woman's progeny,  the cost of her glasses and questioning her ability to do the VP job and be a mother at the same time is really bullshit. I question her ability to do the VP job. Period. (Shouldn't you?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Stop this bullshit about Obama's religion? Seriously folks, the man is a Christian. Get over the funny-sounding name already. Slips of the tongue get the best of us, but what the right has done with this &lt;a href="http://waronyou.com/forums/index.php?PHPSESSID=0f1a9ab2a642ba061764335c79e3915f&amp;amp;topic=890.0"&gt;particular slip&lt;/a&gt; by Obama is...unchristian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-6368374041405859813?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/6368374041405859813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=6368374041405859813&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/6368374041405859813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/6368374041405859813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/09/stupid-zealots.html' title='Stupid zealots'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-8134757344236823300</id><published>2008-09-05T08:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T08:33:44.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The bully wears lipstick</title><content type='html'>It's pretty well known on the high seas that this pirate doesn't watch TV. So, I read the &lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=94258995"&gt;transcript&lt;/a&gt; for Sarah Palin's acceptance speech on Wednesday night because I've heard alot about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the usual narrative about how she's a regular kind of gal, the teeth came out and so did the vicious attacks. Despite the fact that I can relate to her as a woman trying to balance home and work, I came to the overwhelming conclusion that this woman is just plain mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but think: What does it say about someone's character when they use their national introduction as an opportunity to &lt;a href="http://www.factcheck.org/elections-2008/gop_convention_spin_part_ii.html"&gt;lie, lie some more&lt;/a&gt;, mock regular people, bully and attack other people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, compare the tone and content of Palin's acceptance speech to Barack Obama's &lt;a href="http://www.worldnetdaily.com/index.php?fa=PAGE.view&amp;amp;pageId=59257"&gt;speech on race&lt;/a&gt;. And afterwards,  just try to tell me that all politicians are the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-8134757344236823300?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/8134757344236823300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=8134757344236823300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/8134757344236823300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/8134757344236823300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/09/bully-wears-lipstick.html' title='The bully wears lipstick'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-4233688342009150135</id><published>2008-08-29T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T13:11:06.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess the politician</title><content type='html'>...no experience in foreign affairs&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;a href="http://thinkprogress.org/2008/08/29/palin-corruption-investigation/"&gt;shading dealings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...blatant pandering to the public&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who am I talking about??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://rattlergator.typepad.com/.a/6a00d8341c838c53ef00e5529557888834-pi"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://rattlergator.typepad.com/.a/6a00d8341c838c53ef00e5529557888834-pi" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Palin folks!&lt;br /&gt;In his obvious pandering to the female vote, McCain finds himself someone who completely negates all of the arguments "lack of experience" against Obama. I mean seriously. McCain is 72. And, do you really think that for one second that this woman who just got sworn in as Alaska's governor (after an earth-shattering 14 year career in local politics) can fill the shoes as president?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinkprogress.org/2008/08/29/palin-corruption-investigation/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-4233688342009150135?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/4233688342009150135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=4233688342009150135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/4233688342009150135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/4233688342009150135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/08/guess-politician.html' title='Guess the politician'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-1161644227348259689</id><published>2008-08-28T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T10:53:27.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Much more cheerful post</title><content type='html'>...and more random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It occured to me today that I wrote the book on Raman spectroscopy of cartilage and Raman spectroscopy of inorganic pigments. "So I have that going for me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to pick up coffee tonight. And, I need to put up curtains in our bedroom. We do have shades, but our nocturnal feline loves to set up his night watch duties on our bedroom window sill. And all throughout the night, we hear the pitter patter of blinds hitting each other has Howie KATT runs through them. I think I can hear him thinking "I am praying for my loved ones" during the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been listening to Barenaked Ladies. I like their cover of Bruce Cockburn's "Lovers in a Dangerous Time": "&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;  but nothing worth having comes without some kind of fight --&lt;br /&gt;got to kick at the darkness 'til it bleeds daylight"&lt;br /&gt;...so true eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW: major kudos and a large cheesecake to the first person to name the first quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-1161644227348259689?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/1161644227348259689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=1161644227348259689&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/1161644227348259689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/1161644227348259689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/08/much-more-cheerful-post.html' title='Much more cheerful post'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-5862500341685467645</id><published>2008-08-27T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T10:55:26.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ranting</title><content type='html'>Maybe I'm being a bit controversial here, but let me ask this. When the high point of one's CV is something along the lines of "I've  spent 5-6 years studying the scientific equivalent to basket weaving", can they really say things like 'salary requirements' and 'geographical preference'? The hubris of some people in this building sort of validates my hypothesis that grad school is partially about socialization into the academic world, and this sometimes makes me silently curse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ostensibly, one goes for graduate studies to advance their career. And if the career trajectory doesn't include academia, then I think there are certain things that every analytical chemist should know if they want a job. Like how to run an HPLC.  Like how to not be a slave to one technique. Like how to think about solving a problem, not making the problem fit into your knowledge. I think that there are not enough analytical chemists who can solve problems, who can step into any lab and say "ok, i know how to basically use any piece of equipment. now lets get to work", who are taught HOW to think rather than WHAT to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a rough day for me and encountering silly people. It's move-in weekend and the undergrads are descending on my campus. Kali is behaving erratically, maybe it's the electrical system. I don't know, but I have a feeling that I'll be spending a weekend to figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a good note, I did register for the 2008 Detroit half. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-5862500341685467645?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/5862500341685467645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=5862500341685467645&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/5862500341685467645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/5862500341685467645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/08/ranting.html' title='Ranting'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-8128761074625564250</id><published>2008-08-22T13:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T13:55:06.639-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frugal'/><title type='text'>All aboard!</title><content type='html'>So I got a newsletter from my beloved only-major-airline-in-the-area-so-I'm-forced-to-use-their-frequent-miles-program airline (herein known as NWA) complete with my name in the headlines:"LJS you can save money using our Cash and Miles program"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was enraptured. Two of my most favorite things 1) Travelling and 2) saving money; all rolled up into one sweet goodness of a deal!? I was panting with excitement, breathless with anticipation.  Where would I go with my 36,000+ miles? Hawaii, Florida, Mexico?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I read &lt;a href="http://www.nwa.com/features/cmfall08na/"&gt;the promotion&lt;/a&gt; in more detail. Below is the most egregious example: Travel to Florida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bB-bYkGufyM/SK8ibhe3PHI/AAAAAAAAAG0/yJ3oX3yPUuc/s1600-h/FLA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bB-bYkGufyM/SK8ibhe3PHI/AAAAAAAAAG0/yJ3oX3yPUuc/s320/FLA.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237442747894807666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OK OK OK, you're reading that it's only $139 for roundtrip to Florida and thinking "that's not so bad, LJS is off her rocker" right? BUT! There are two issues, the first making me think that NWA is so very evel and the second making me think that people are seriously off their rocker to not research before spending money on travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in my very best &lt;a href="http://www.mclaughlin.com/"&gt;McLaughlin&lt;/a&gt; voice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Issue 1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were to buy miles from NWA, it would cost you  about 3.8 cents for EACH mile. But the value of each mile is variable, depending on the normal cost of the trip.&lt;br /&gt;So....0.038*10000=$380 at the high end. So that in addition to, at least, $139, and you're looking at a very expensive roundtrip ticket that would otherwise cost you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Issue 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...about $125-150 (taxes not included) from Detroit. A quick search on travelocity found this for me and potentially saved a bunch of money. Even better, most of the cheapie fares were through NWA's partner airlines, so you'd be earning miles not spending them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All told, if you did the miles and cash "deal", your miles would only bring a value of 1.2 cents/mile which is a really poor number because it is the bare minimum value of a mile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bottom Line&lt;/span&gt;: Be smart about using your frequent flier miles. Know &lt;a href="http://www.smartertravel.com/blogs/up-front-with-tim-winship/getting-the-most-value-from-frequent-flyer-miles.html?id=2540737"&gt;their value&lt;/a&gt; and use them wisely. I'll be saving my miles for Hawaii, where my miles would be worth anywhere between 2.5 and 4.0 cents/mile. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-8128761074625564250?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/8128761074625564250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=8128761074625564250&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/8128761074625564250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/8128761074625564250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/08/all-aboard.html' title='All aboard!'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bB-bYkGufyM/SK8ibhe3PHI/AAAAAAAAAG0/yJ3oX3yPUuc/s72-c/FLA.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-1549942285162713714</id><published>2008-08-14T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T11:10:50.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ambition in 0.2 miles</title><content type='html'>I've recently come to a sort of peace with the idea that I may never run a marathon. Some parts of me, namely the knee joints and leg tendons, are actually rejoicing at this revelation. But where the corporeal body is wise, the brain is silly. Ambition creeps in. And on days where my knees and hamstrings aren't screaming at me, I think that maybe 26.2 miles is do-able.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yesterday I had a great run. It was one of those perfect days where the weather, my energy level and the music just came together in harmony. I'm looking forward to the Detroit (half) marathon not as a consolation for not being able to do the full 26.2 but rather as a fulfilling and worthwhile goal in and of itself. Is it maturity? Doubtful. Maybe it's happiness and appreciation that I'm healthy enough to run, have the support and time to run, and still really really enjoy running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in celebration, I present to you: 13 songs for 13.1 miles. Mild favorites from my iTUNES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mile 1: Something mellow for the warm up. "Ride" by Cary Brothers&lt;br /&gt;Mile 2: Something to meditate on: "Clocks" by Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;Mile 3: Something to get over the bridge: "Never Let me Down" by Depeche Mode&lt;br /&gt;Mile 4: Something for a new country: "New Slang" by The Shins&lt;br /&gt;Mile 5: Something for the big D: "The Big Three Killed My Baby" by the White Stripes&lt;br /&gt;Mile 6: Something peppy for motivation: "Dashboard" by Modest Mouse&lt;br /&gt;Mile 7: Something for the morning sun: "Hard Sun" by Eddie Vedder&lt;br /&gt;Mile 8: Something for the tunnel: "Where I End and You Begin" by Radiohead&lt;br /&gt;Mile 9: Something for the hardest mile and great views: "3x5" by John Mayer&lt;br /&gt;Mile 10: Something for another hard mile: "Chicago" by Sufjan Stevens&lt;br /&gt;Mile 11: Something for the tired legs: "Black Math" by the White Stripes&lt;br /&gt;Mile 12: Something for the mind: "Caught by the River" by Doves&lt;br /&gt;Mile 13: Something for resolution: "How it ends" by DeVotchKa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-1549942285162713714?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/1549942285162713714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=1549942285162713714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/1549942285162713714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/1549942285162713714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/08/ambition-in-02-miles.html' title='Ambition in 0.2 miles'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-7116560303674050037</id><published>2008-08-06T07:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T07:22:47.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny? Now that's hot</title><content type='html'>Usually I'm not a fan of Paris Hilton, but this is a very funny response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="464" height="388" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www2.funnyordie.com/public/flash/fodplayer.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="key=64ad536a6d"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed width="464" height="388" flashvars="key=64ad536a6d" allowfullscreen="true" quality="high" src="http://www2.funnyordie.com/public/flash/fodplayer.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;See &lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/64ad536a6d"&gt;Paris Hilton Responds to McCain Ad&lt;/a&gt; and more &lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com"&gt;funny videos&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com"&gt;FunnyOrDie.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;width:464px;"&gt;See more &lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com"&gt;funny videos&lt;/a&gt; at Funny or Die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-7116560303674050037?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/7116560303674050037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=7116560303674050037&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/7116560303674050037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/7116560303674050037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/08/funny-now-thats-hot.html' title='Funny? Now that&apos;s hot'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-6167669232492041669</id><published>2008-08-04T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T09:18:28.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Music Mania</title><content type='html'>Oh the musical treasure trove that is the local library! So this week's theme is "soundtracks", and I picked up three.&lt;br /&gt;1) Scrubs&lt;br /&gt;2) The Last Kiss&lt;br /&gt;3) Little Miss Sunshine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first listen, all three are great. One song in particular is striking, especially because I have days when just "riding" is so appealing. Let me introduce you to: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ride" by Cary Brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are everything I wanted&lt;br /&gt;The scars of all I’ll ever know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I told you you were right&lt;br /&gt;Would you take my hand tonight?&lt;br /&gt;If I told you the reasons why&lt;br /&gt;Would you leave your life and ride?&lt;br /&gt;And ride…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You saw all my pieces broken&lt;br /&gt;This darkness that I could never show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I told you you were right&lt;br /&gt;Would you take my hand tonight?&lt;br /&gt;If I told you the reasons why&lt;br /&gt;Would you leave your life and ride?&lt;br /&gt;And ride…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I dropped my bike, hit 75 mph and fixed the brakes (but not necessarily in that order) .  Now that the bike brakes are fixed, maybe now that ride is possible. I can go anywhere with my love by my side.&lt;br /&gt;And, I finished "Pride and Prejudice". {swoon} What a lovely read! On to my next "summer reading" book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-6167669232492041669?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/6167669232492041669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=6167669232492041669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/6167669232492041669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/6167669232492041669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-music-mania.html' title='New Music Mania'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-8462362792235562752</id><published>2008-07-29T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T15:33:14.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Say it aint so Jack, I love you</title><content type='html'>Did Jack White just &lt;a href="http://today.reuters.com/news/articleinvesting.aspx?type=comktNews&amp;amp;rpc=33&amp;amp;storyid=2008-07-29T200021Z_01_N29365908_RTRIDST_0_MUSIC-BOND.XML"&gt;jump the shark&lt;/a&gt;?? Noooooooooo!!!! (although the song will be kick-butt, I'm sure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For him, it's been downhill after our painful separation. But, alas, our love was not meant to last. Here's us in happier times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bB-bYkGufyM/SI-ahR-sYzI/AAAAAAAAAF4/HM3s6neax10/s1600-h/jack+and+KD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 206px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bB-bYkGufyM/SI-ahR-sYzI/AAAAAAAAAF4/HM3s6neax10/s400/jack+and+KD.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228567588953154354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-8462362792235562752?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/8462362792235562752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=8462362792235562752&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/8462362792235562752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/8462362792235562752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/07/say-it-aint-so-jack-i-love-you.html' title='Say it aint so Jack, I love you'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bB-bYkGufyM/SI-ahR-sYzI/AAAAAAAAAF4/HM3s6neax10/s72-c/jack+and+KD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-8009535126285090966</id><published>2008-07-25T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T09:19:01.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take the good and the bad</title><content type='html'>I just heard back about an abstract submission:&lt;br /&gt;They said "nay"...which is a bummer because San Francisco...October.  Would have been great. &lt;br /&gt;But it's good because I was working on a student award application and they wanted a 2-page "all about me" blurb...and I was all writers block about it because I can't include any of my guerrilla work in Peru.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-8009535126285090966?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/8009535126285090966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=8009535126285090966&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/8009535126285090966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/8009535126285090966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/07/take-good-and-bad.html' title='Take the good and the bad'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-824833712672077231</id><published>2008-07-24T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T11:24:52.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a meme about mmee</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;1.  Where is your cell phone? On my desk&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;2.  Where is your significant other? 15 feet from me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;3.  Your Hair? blondish with red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;4.  Your Mother? A whirling dervish of spastic energy&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;5.  Your Father? The Quiet Man&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;6.  Your favorite thing? My family&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;7.  Your dream last night?  Strange&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;8.  Your dream/goal? World domination, a good motorcycle and pancakes every morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;9.  The room you're in? I'm at the office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;10.  Your Fear?  Heights, not necessarily Wuthering ;)  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;11.  Where do you want to be in 6 years?  Not in graduate school&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;12.  Where were you last night? In bed&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;13.  What you're not sarcastic? Who, me?!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;14.  Muffins?  blueberry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;15.  One of your wish list items?  More time, less stuff&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;16.  Where you grew up? ohio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;17.  Last thing you did? Ate a really nice lunch at an outdoor concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;18.  What are you wearing?  T-shirt and shorts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;19.  Your TV? Crying because it never gets used&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;20.  Your pet(s)?  Howie&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;21.  Your computer?  iLOVE my iMAC Book&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;22.  Your Life? Complete, happy and fun&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;23.  Your mood? Generally good&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;24.  Missing Someone? Everyone&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;25.  Your car/truck?   Ford station wagon&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;26.  Something you're not wearing? Uncomfortable shoes&lt;br /&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.  Your summer? Very fun so far! &lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;28.  Love Someone?  everyone&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;29   Your favorite color? green &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;30.  When is the last time you laughed? Today&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;31.  Last time you cried? Can't remember&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;32.  Who will resend? Dunno, I want it to be a surprise! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-824833712672077231?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/824833712672077231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=824833712672077231&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/824833712672077231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/824833712672077231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/07/meme-about-mmee.html' title='a meme about mmee'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-3150168269263907949</id><published>2008-07-15T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T10:02:05.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now we're zooming</title><content type='html'>Got the license, insurance, registration for my very own bike. Last night was its inaugural ride and it was so much fun! I would post photos but it's hard to ride a bike and take pictures at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the head gaskets leaking, crooked handlebars and the rear light being something of the cobbled-together variety, I've devoted my time of late to the most important motorcycle tasks. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Naming it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I really like &lt;a href="http://hinduism.about.com/od/hindugoddesses/a/makali.htm"&gt;Kali&lt;/a&gt;. Like the magnificent Hindu goddess, my bike appears fierce but is really a kind and loving spirit. The artwork on the bike tank does not exactly indicate "Hindu deity", as I'll hopefully be able to show you soon.  But I've seen into its spirit and I know that Kali is a good fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yesterday Kali and I went on the freeway for the first time. 55...even 70 feels so different when the wind is actually hitting you. It's great! But I'm planning on keeping my freeway sojourns limited until I feel more comfortable on the bike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-3150168269263907949?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/3150168269263907949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=3150168269263907949&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/3150168269263907949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/3150168269263907949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/07/now-were-zooming.html' title='Now we&apos;re zooming'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-7307071150111521312</id><published>2008-07-14T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T14:38:16.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I searched for joy, but I bought it all</title><content type='html'>I got a lovely invitation from a lovely friend for a girls' night spa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="pullquotessmallcopy" style="text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;color:#000000;"   &gt;With all the demands you face, it’s important you still carve out time for that special someone in your life called ‘you.’ A BeautiControl Spa Escape is the perfect way to celebrate a happier, healthier, more balanced you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  Unfortunately it appears that the way to a happier, healthier, more-balanced me is to purchase some liquids, powders and nice-smelling things. If I start ranting about the slick marketing of this crap, I'll never stop. Happiness not in a freaking bottle! (Unless that bottle contains Riesling or a nice Rioja house red.) If I did go, it'd be for the fun of hanging out with my girlfriends. Not because I'm on a self-actualization quest and really thought it'd be found in a spa treatment.&lt;br /&gt;I agree that taking time for yourself is very very important: as a slacker, my slackerhood is of utmost priority and I encourage everyone to take time for one's self.  But it makes me curious if people really believe that if we do this 'day spa' thingy and buy all the goodies in pretty bottles, then we'll be happy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-7307071150111521312?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/7307071150111521312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=7307071150111521312&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/7307071150111521312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/7307071150111521312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/07/magic-in-bottle.html' title='I searched for joy, but I bought it all'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-5129561816341548437</id><published>2008-07-11T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T10:27:27.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting all fan girl</title><content type='html'>I'm totally digging on John Mayer right now. Meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought everyone should know that. I may need intervention. Especially if I start putting up "Tiger Beat" posters of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) LJS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-5129561816341548437?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/5129561816341548437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=5129561816341548437&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/5129561816341548437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/5129561816341548437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/07/getting-all-fan-girl.html' title='Getting all fan girl'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-185276586792998068</id><published>2008-07-07T13:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T13:25:20.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The night he lost his faith?</title><content type='html'>I just read &lt;a href="http://medicaleconomics.modernmedicine.com/memag/article/articleDetail.jsp?id=154642&amp;amp;sk=&amp;amp;date=&amp;amp;pageID=1"&gt;an amazing story&lt;/a&gt; by an MD. It's very touching, you may want to have some tissues handy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But let me bring you to his last point:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="article-articlebody"&gt;"There is kindness in this world. There is compassion and decency. In a universe of death and suffering, there are things that  make existence worth our while. In the heart of each person there is a penchant to make one's environment a better place.  There does not need to be a God if we choose to exercise our proclivity for decency.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="article-articlebody"&gt;If God is nothing more than an intangible concept that motivates our hearts—a synonym for "love" and "kindness"—He is more  powerful than I ever imagined as a believer."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="article-articlebody"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="article-articlebody"&gt;See, I'd think that he had just found his faith. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="article-articlebody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-185276586792998068?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/185276586792998068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=185276586792998068&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/185276586792998068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/185276586792998068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/07/night-he-lost-his-faith.html' title='The night he lost his faith?'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-2712332095442873860</id><published>2008-06-29T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T12:07:04.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two papers, two more betas</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wish I'd see more researchers not be so overly optimistic about their data. It's OK to doubt your own data,I think, and communicate that to the public.&lt;br /&gt;Besides, it's way more fun to write the beta version of a conclusions section than what the public will actually see. But, remember, I'm very critical of my data and also very pessimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paper #1 conclusions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I think my results are on the deep side of depressing, but my advisor likes them. So maybe I’ll hold off on ritualistic hara-kiri. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Paper #2 conclusions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;These results are not quite as cringe-inducing as my other data. But, I still reserve the right to take a &lt;a href="http://kaplyinc.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tracy-Lynn&lt;/a&gt; style spoon to my vital organs as I see fit. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-2712332095442873860?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/2712332095442873860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=2712332095442873860&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/2712332095442873860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/2712332095442873860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/06/two-papers-two-more-betas.html' title='Two papers, two more betas'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-3898697463467996769</id><published>2008-06-26T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T15:33:34.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nom nom</title><content type='html'>Hyperion likes beef jerky (why I'll never know, the stuff's horrible) but I'm a Sweet Tart gal. The &lt;a href="http://www.candywarehouse.com/squeez.html"&gt;Squeez&lt;/a&gt; stuff is the best (and fastest delivery of rocket-fuel proportions of good old fashioned sugar)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-3898697463467996769?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/3898697463467996769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=3898697463467996769&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/3898697463467996769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/3898697463467996769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/06/nom-nom.html' title='Nom nom'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-3678018952423325974</id><published>2008-06-26T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T11:31:26.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally! Nerd girls get their own boy band!</title><content type='html'>By far, the best video of the year. It's called &lt;a href="http://www.eppendorf.com/int/hawkpopup.php?contentid=13"&gt;epMotion&lt;/a&gt;. It's easy as 1-2-3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-3678018952423325974?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/3678018952423325974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=3678018952423325974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/3678018952423325974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/3678018952423325974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/06/finally-nerd-girls-get-their-own-boy.html' title='Finally! Nerd girls get their own boy band!'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-5050639324253299160</id><published>2008-06-25T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T09:19:43.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirates swoon over LOL Punditry</title><content type='html'>Combine LOLcat humor and snark...and one gets &lt;a href="http://punditkitchen.com/"&gt;Pundit Kitchen&lt;/a&gt;. A whole bunch of awesomeness and tofu jerky.&lt;br /&gt;:) LJS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ahref="http://punditkitchen.com/2008/04/29/political-pictures-stephen-colbert-truthiness/"&gt;&lt;img class="mine_1041495" src="http://punditkitchen.wordpress.com/files/2008/04/political-pictures-stephen-colbert-truthiness.jpg" alt="" width="354" height="500"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-5050639324253299160?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/5050639324253299160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=5050639324253299160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/5050639324253299160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/5050639324253299160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/06/pirates-swoon-over-lol-punditry.html' title='Pirates swoon over LOL Punditry'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-5415099169141865113</id><published>2008-06-24T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T11:33:38.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays everyday! For everyone!</title><content type='html'>Come on over to &lt;a href="http://internationalday.blogspot.com/"&gt;International ____ Day&lt;/a&gt;, and find a new and unusual way to celebrate each and every day!&lt;br /&gt;And, especially enjoy my masterpiece: June 29th! (no, I'm not going to tell you what it is, go on over and find out!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-5415099169141865113?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/5415099169141865113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=5415099169141865113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/5415099169141865113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/5415099169141865113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/06/holidays-everyday-for-everyone.html' title='Holidays everyday! For everyone!'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-6027948509265741973</id><published>2008-06-19T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T08:21:44.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hyperion's Opus</title><content type='html'>The &lt;a href="http://www.hyperioninstitute.com"&gt;Hyperion Institute&lt;/a&gt; is a place I visit every day, and he never disappoints. I adore his Edgar Allan Poe trilogy, and can't wait for a re-publish on that. {hint hint Hypey}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is really special at the Institute. He is re-publishing one of his finest pieces: &lt;a href="http://www.hyperioninstitute.com/2008/06/wall.html"&gt;The Wall&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please take a moment to stop by and read it. If you were touched by it, please forward the link to someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks! :) LJS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-6027948509265741973?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/6027948509265741973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=6027948509265741973&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/6027948509265741973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/6027948509265741973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/06/hyperions-opus.html' title='Hyperion&apos;s Opus'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-4443547940707169243</id><published>2008-06-16T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T14:45:26.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obama/Gore?</title><content type='html'>It's about time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080616/ap_on_el_pr/obama_gore"&gt;Al Gore endorses Senator Obama. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-4443547940707169243?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/4443547940707169243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=4443547940707169243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/4443547940707169243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/4443547940707169243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/06/obamagore.html' title='Obama/Gore?'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-8115099063307109455</id><published>2008-06-10T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T13:48:46.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where are my darn ruby slippers?</title><content type='html'>I'm really homesick, I just want to go home and ride my bicycle and speak english and run without worried about becoming roadkill and hug my cat and work in a lab with all the people I like and miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night on my run, I noticed lots of feral kids. You know what I mean by feral kids? Kids who wear new "vintage" &lt;a href="http://www.misfits.com/"&gt;Misfit&lt;/a&gt; t-shirts, who hang out at 10 pm on a street sidewalk in their $90 shoes and expensive bicycles, who may try to smoke because it looks cool, who probably are a lot nicer than we think they are-if given half a chance. Looking like a bunch of trouble, but generally quite harmless. I hung out with the feral kids in middle school because we were all in orchestra and nobody else would talk with nerdy me. They were my rock, my courage, my place to go for fun or someone to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when you see feral kids....I would advice a friendly smile, and a private snicker about their cluelessness about the Misfits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-8115099063307109455?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/8115099063307109455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=8115099063307109455&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/8115099063307109455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/8115099063307109455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/06/where-are-my-darn-ruby-slippers.html' title='Where are my darn ruby slippers?'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-829267055916592614</id><published>2008-06-08T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T09:46:32.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitteh makes political statements</title><content type='html'>Just so that everyone knows: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EGBikSDv4nM"&gt;the Obamas&lt;/a&gt; are not the only ones to &lt;a href="http://http://mine.icanhascheezburger.com/view.aspx?ciid=1304888"&gt;fist bump&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-829267055916592614?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/829267055916592614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=829267055916592614&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/829267055916592614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/829267055916592614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/06/kitteh-makes-political-statements.html' title='Kitteh makes political statements'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-6148320012517614876</id><published>2008-06-07T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T08:46:29.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My summertime gig</title><content type='html'>By the way, I'm in a band and will be rocking out this summer. Come check out me and the adventures at the &lt;a href="http://monkeybarn.blogspot.com"&gt;Monkey Barn&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, awesome t-shirts will be available!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, we will not be playing &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=yLa8Br569gA&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;synthesizer&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) LJS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-6148320012517614876?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/6148320012517614876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=6148320012517614876&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/6148320012517614876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/6148320012517614876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-summertime-gig.html' title='My summertime gig'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-8885841510550933583</id><published>2008-06-06T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T08:18:23.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wee Kitteh!</title><content type='html'>Introducing MOLO! A wee lil kitteh that Oliver and Lorraine found and welcomed into their home.&lt;br /&gt;Francis and I are enamoured with him, he's really adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Look at those choppers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) LJS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7af785f0bfa82dd" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D07af785f0bfa82dd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331247616%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6900BF62C34F75DF5BD95C6CA40A5AB825CC4F6C.68CCADAE385CE8B49A9D88A639E6C9553DA32876%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7af785f0bfa82dd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D99yAFmCrR6IlDIURTeK6eJ0KM00&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D07af785f0bfa82dd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331247616%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6900BF62C34F75DF5BD95C6CA40A5AB825CC4F6C.68CCADAE385CE8B49A9D88A639E6C9553DA32876%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7af785f0bfa82dd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D99yAFmCrR6IlDIURTeK6eJ0KM00&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-8885841510550933583?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7af785f0bfa82dd&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/8885841510550933583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=8885841510550933583&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/8885841510550933583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/8885841510550933583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/06/wee-kitteh.html' title='Wee Kitteh!'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-8424794754406506228</id><published>2008-06-03T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T15:21:52.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun updates</title><content type='html'>So it's been a very busy week on the pirate boat of life, with many ups and a few downs. So to begin!&lt;br /&gt;1. I am now a certified (and licensed) biker chick. Now I need to figure out which bike I'll use to cruise up and down the galleys. I'm eyeing Blue Thunder-my husband's bike. I had my first solo ride last night-and for me, exhilarating and nerve wracking. Afterall, how many of us were very confident when we first took a car out? I really enjoy riding so I want to practice as much as possible on back roads. My husband, when he watched me leave, felt really happy that now I'm also riding but sad because now he'll have to share the bike. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm now converted to the Mac side of the force. But, I'm operating Windows mostly. I really like having a computer that doesn't feel like lead bricks. Because I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; a student, I got a free iTouch. Wheeee! &lt;br /&gt;3. The Husband defends his thesis in less than one week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;3. My old computer crashed, necessitating purchase of the aforementioned Mac.&lt;br /&gt;4. The brakes on the Silver Bullet were shot and required a complete overhaul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my soul is happy but the wallet is hurting.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-8424794754406506228?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/8424794754406506228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=8424794754406506228&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/8424794754406506228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/8424794754406506228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/06/fun-updates.html' title='Fun updates'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-4642361716098296124</id><published>2008-05-21T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T13:11:29.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh I'm sorry, you're not satisfied? TFB</title><content type='html'>An interesting &lt;a href="http://www.slate.com/id/2191908/"&gt;article in Slate&lt;/a&gt; where the idea of over-prescribing antibiotics is discussed from an ER doctor's perspective. What I though the most screwed up was that the doctor was considering &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;patient satisfaction&lt;/span&gt; as a criterion for prescribing an antibiotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Satisfaction&lt;/span&gt;. Hmmmm. Interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about this. Doctors worry if their patient is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;satisfied&lt;/span&gt; with their experience. And they (in part) base their prescribing behavior on their perceptions of patient expectation and making the patient happy. Am I the only one who thinks this is messed up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about doctors worry about healing patients first? I don't recall the Hippocratic oath mentioning satisfying patients. Aren't doctors supposed to know what is best for patients afterall? Personally, if you were my patient and you got pissed after I told you that no medicine was necessary...I'd kick your scrawy, whiny butt out of my office...and charge you double for the visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness I'm not an MD eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-4642361716098296124?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/4642361716098296124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=4642361716098296124&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/4642361716098296124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/4642361716098296124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-im-sorry-youre-not-satisfied-tfb.html' title='Oh I&apos;m sorry, you&apos;re not satisfied? TFB'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-8890413600313769201</id><published>2008-05-13T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T12:24:53.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Into the wild</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yesterday I saw a guy in my yoga class with a “Torres del Paine” t-shirt, and it got my traveler instincts going. The Paine Circuit is one of my ‘dream’ places to trek; a place I’ve promised to myself if I should ever graduate. (Not that I dislike school, I really enjoy it, but I’ve been at this a while and it’d be nice to realize that, after 28 years’ school, I’d be done with a capital D) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And I got thinking (again). What drives us to travel? What drives someone like Chris McCandless to just…go? What keeps me from not just…going? Going out the door, past school, out of the state…with no rhyme, reason, ideology or agenda. Finding what you find. I’ve thought about this often, and I’m tired of being an armchair traveler. Reading about beautiful places, instead of seeing the beauty within arms reach. Why does intrepid necessarily follow travel? Why does a ‘fourteener’ inspire more awe than a wild local orchid? Is the concept of appreciating beauty learned or is it innate? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Who knows? I surely don’t. But I’m not content to watch the nature channel to find out. My summer plans are ambitious, the travel extensive. I don’t know if there’ll be anyone around to keep up. But, if you’re interested in walking up Mt. Washington, biking Mackinac island and walking part of the AT…then I’m you gal. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-8890413600313769201?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/8890413600313769201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=8890413600313769201&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/8890413600313769201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/8890413600313769201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/05/into-wild.html' title='Into the wild'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-4739346033681780185</id><published>2008-05-11T14:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T14:25:49.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another book chapter, another beta</title><content type='html'>{sigh} I have such a tough time with opening sentences. But, isn't this one a doozy? :) LJS     &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;"Raman spectroscopy of inorganic materials is a growing field, with a long and sordid history comparing only to the multi-year reign of daytime television's “Young and the Restless” in terms of drama and name-calling."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;(Of course, it's not true. But, it does make my topic sound more interesting. And! it's my beta version.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-4739346033681780185?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/4739346033681780185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=4739346033681780185&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/4739346033681780185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/4739346033681780185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/05/another-book-chapter-another-beta.html' title='Another book chapter, another beta'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-238116670834511569</id><published>2008-04-03T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T12:55:18.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get smooved and more!</title><content type='html'>Some fun links I found this week are as follows and I quote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://officeofstrategicinfluence.com/bulkmailer/"&gt;Get rid of all those prepaid junk mail envelopes creatively&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Get your dose of newly arrived &lt;a href="http://www.theonion.com/content/columnists/smoove_is_waiting?utm_source=slate_rss_1"&gt;Smoove B&lt;/a&gt;. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A new scientific (and snarky) look at &lt;a href="http://stuffwhitepeoplelike.wordpress.com/"&gt;stuff white people like&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Which reminds me how much I love &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2008/04/02/george-w-bush-sewage-pla_n_94601.html"&gt;San Francisco&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) LJS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-238116670834511569?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/238116670834511569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=238116670834511569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/238116670834511569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/238116670834511569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/04/get-smooved-and-more.html' title='Get smooved and more!'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-3221984184607711489</id><published>2008-03-25T14:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T14:47:05.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who's coming to dinner?</title><content type='html'>"Please be advised that we will be able to issue your visa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing I've heard in two and half months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayayayyayayaa!!!!1!!!!!11!!!!1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-3221984184607711489?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/3221984184607711489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=3221984184607711489&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/3221984184607711489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/3221984184607711489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/03/guess-whos-coming-to-dinner.html' title='Guess who&apos;s coming to dinner?'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-5786006562223007010</id><published>2008-03-25T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T12:09:42.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OK, so there goes the Cleveland</title><content type='html'>In my best Stewie voice, I've been cursing my left knee. Daaaaaammmm you kneee! What's wrong? It's freaking sore as heck. Here, let me bore you with my symptoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My posterior medial knee are is sore and is sore to the touch. My front shin, closer to my patella, rather than my ankle is also sore. It hurts the back of my left knee to sit in &lt;a href="http://hillarysyogapractice.files.wordpress.com/2007/03/virasana-wblanket.jpg"&gt;virasana&lt;/a&gt;. (btw, awesome legwarmers eh?) And I can't stretch the leg out without it feeling tight and sore. I stopped running because it hurts too much during and after the run. (I can just feel the pounds creep on) I stopped training for Cleveland and I doubt I'll be well enough for the Martian half. Daaaaaaaammm.&lt;br /&gt;I've been doing R.I.C.E. for treatment, and have myriad doctor's appointments. Hopefully I can salvage my knee in time for the Dexter-Ann Arbor. Until then...active rest will commence.  Walking home, looking like a fool on the elliptical, and getting my bicycle ready for riding. These should keep me, at least, somewhat in shape until this thing gets better.&lt;br /&gt;BWAH!&lt;br /&gt;But, hey, Detroit is *only* 7 months away. And, I hate training in the summer but I want to run a marathon this year. I'll have plenty of time to train for Detroit. This time, I'll be more diligent about maintaining a weekly base mileage of 15-20 miles/week. I think I did too much, too fast-on a stupid track, nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone can win, but everyone can be consistent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-5786006562223007010?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/5786006562223007010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=5786006562223007010&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/5786006562223007010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/5786006562223007010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/03/ok-so-there-goes-cleveland.html' title='OK, so there goes the Cleveland'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-4586104538327446019</id><published>2008-03-19T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T13:06:37.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Houston, we are a go for 26.2?</title><content type='html'>I've been a marathon training! With the usual quirks and quarks of my age-d legs. I've been fighting off/waiting off a tight ligament behind my left knee. I reduced my miles and have been diligent with stretching and taking it easy. I'm a week behind on my training.&lt;br /&gt;Last week's long run of 10 miles was good, my knee didn't bother me until nearly the end. This week I'm scheduled for 16. I keep on telling myself "ok, if this week's long run goes well, then I'll register for the Cleveland marathon". My 15 mile run was miserable, but Montreal's shitty sidewalks may have had something to do with that. This week will mark my return to "insanely long long runs" and I'll probably run over 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe now I'll be serious about it. If this week's long run goes well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is my ambitious spring schedule of races.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 6-&lt;a href="http://martianmarathon.com/"&gt;Martian Invasion of Races&lt;/a&gt; (half)&lt;br /&gt;May 18-&lt;a href="http://clevelandmarathon.com/index.html"&gt;Cleveland Marathon&lt;/a&gt; (full!?!)&lt;br /&gt;June 1-&lt;a href="http://www.dexterannarborrun.com/"&gt;Dexter-Ann Arbor&lt;/a&gt; (half)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck! (and happy knees!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-4586104538327446019?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/4586104538327446019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=4586104538327446019&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/4586104538327446019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/4586104538327446019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/03/houston-we-are-go-for-262.html' title='Houston, we are a go for 26.2?'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-5667476659763895201</id><published>2008-03-19T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T12:57:49.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye, Suburbia</title><content type='html'>I used to live in suburbia. Pleasant, yet. Monochromatic? Mostly, unfortunately, yes. Boring as all get out? OMG, yes. It didn't help that the 'burb was isolated and getting to a half-way decent store meant a 15-20 minute car drive. What WAS very nice, though, were my long runs because the country roads were long and winding and isolated. Me and my roads.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, now I've grown up (sort of) and moved closer to the city. Closer to downtown, shops, work etc. My poor car is relegated to "recreational vehicle" status.&lt;br /&gt;It is interesting, too, to see that lately a financial impetus has arisen for people to get out of their single-family bubbles. An idea to share a home with people(s) actually makes &lt;a href="http://blog.commonmonkeyflower.net/node/282"&gt;financial sense&lt;/a&gt;, especially for these really large McMansions where...really...do you, your spouse, 1.5 kids and 3 cats really need 5000 square feet??&lt;br /&gt;Think about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-5667476659763895201?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/5667476659763895201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=5667476659763895201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/5667476659763895201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/5667476659763895201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/03/goodbye-suburbia.html' title='Goodbye, Suburbia'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-2486543490268587922</id><published>2008-03-18T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T14:42:57.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The key word today is: sarcasm</title><content type='html'>Item #1: No, really, it is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; a political statement when Michigan "What's a CAFE standard?" Democrats, full of &lt;a href="http://news.google.com/news?q=kwame+kilpatrick&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;oe=utf-8&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=news_result&amp;amp;resnum=1&amp;amp;ct=title"&gt;moral and honest&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.therawfeed.com/2007/04/michigan-democrats-propose-ipod-for.html"&gt;intelligent&lt;/a&gt; folks, attracts a Wyoming "Cow, it's what for breakfast, lunch and dinner!" Democrat for its &lt;a href="http://michigandems.com/jeffjack.html"&gt;big yearly fundraiser&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Item #2: What do you do when your stock has lost over 20% valuation in less than 6 months? Write an &lt;a href="http://www.pharmalot.com/2008/03/excel-and-exceed-a-pfizer-theme-song/"&gt;awesome new theme song&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Item #3: I love me some snow. &lt;a href="http://malaysia.news.yahoo.com/rtrs/20080318/twl-uk-quebec-snow-bd5ae06.html"&gt;Snow snow snow&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Item #4: In a time of failing economies, poor health care, two wars and a still unsecure border, I am comforted to know that America's fascination with politicians' sex lives is &lt;a href="http://www.pbs.org/newshour/bb/media/july-dec07/vitter_07-18.html"&gt;negligible&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-2486543490268587922?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/2486543490268587922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=2486543490268587922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/2486543490268587922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/2486543490268587922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/03/key-word-today-is-sarcasm.html' title='The key word today is: sarcasm'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-4713431047518991905</id><published>2008-02-14T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T11:11:39.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrumptious</title><content type='html'>I just can't adore Nigella Lawson enough. She talked to &lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=18912133"&gt;NPR about chocolate&lt;/a&gt; today. Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-4713431047518991905?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/4713431047518991905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=4713431047518991905&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/4713431047518991905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/4713431047518991905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/02/scrumptious.html' title='Scrumptious'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-7322334565080892185</id><published>2008-01-29T15:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T15:59:18.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love thy crittars!</title><content type='html'>Reading this story made me really sad, and angry. &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080129/ap_on_re_us/foreclosure_pets"&gt;Why do people abandon their pets&lt;/a&gt; when their homes are foreclosed?  There's no excuse to treat a pet like that.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going home to hug my critter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-7322334565080892185?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/7322334565080892185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=7322334565080892185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/7322334565080892185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/7322334565080892185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/01/love-thy-crittars.html' title='Love thy crittars!'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17857437.post-6113189358487339466</id><published>2008-01-10T10:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T10:16:01.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all about Kerry</title><content type='html'>Sometimes an &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080110/ap_po/obama_kerry"&gt;endorsement&lt;/a&gt; is not an endorsement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do pundits call Hillary Clinton "Mrs. Clinton" instead of "Senator Clinton" (which they do for Obama, Dodd, Gravel, Biden...heck, even Edwards)? It is subtle, but it does make a difference.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17857437-6113189358487339466?l=ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/feeds/6113189358487339466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17857437&amp;postID=6113189358487339466&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/6113189358487339466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17857437/posts/default/6113189358487339466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjanescarlett.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-all-about-kerry.html' title='It&apos;s all about Kerry'/><author><name>Lady Jane Scarlett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743082543888658245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/51/130510166_2fa96d2089.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
