tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90021882011-08-02T18:42:56.327-07:00Franco Tedesco, Jr. was the sassiest of the Sea Monkeys hatched that summer. He was brave, noble and very wiggly in his short life. His mourning owners named this blog in his honor, hoping that it would sally forth with honest vigor and verve, striving for good yet never taking the world nor itself too seriously.Franco Tedesco, Jr.http://www.blogger.com/profile/04759542625411088004noreply@blogger.comBlogger2241100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-12487058647753322742010-08-08T23:07:00.000-07:002010-08-08T23:16:23.763-07:00

The Internet is a fascinating medium and social media is an amazing, dynamic, powerful and everchanging channel! However, occasionally I miss the times when blogging / forum posting was a bit like yelling into an endless chasm - just screaming the sensation out of your system and feeling it reverberate against the walls of global disinterest. That's impossible now that a creepy guy watching my

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-29136936254236001002010-06-28T13:13:00.000-07:002010-06-28T13:14:43.134-07:00

...lately we've been watching the World Cup. And, from the following can you guess who we don't want to win because we think that their teams act like complete jerkfaces?(The countries themselves are lovely, I'm certain.)Sarah: I think that Brazil scored again.Lynn: ...I don't think Chile is coming back.Sarah: I just got back to my desk.Lynn: Yeah - they did. Lynn: They did and then Firefox

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-87816104908344091892010-04-06T22:02:00.000-07:002010-04-06T22:07:30.223-07:00

I'm having a "Who-am-I?-How-did-I-end-up-here?-What-am-I-doing?-Where-am-I-going?" kind of weeks. I hope it doesn't last all month, because I love the spring season (its beauty, renewal, rebirth, hope, growth, possibility) and I don't want to be dragged down by confusion and self-doubt...Have you had these kind of periods? How do you deal with it? What sustains or motivates you through?

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-62180389698844933102009-10-14T17:27:00.000-07:002009-10-14T17:35:06.700-07:00

A vocabulary moment, courtesy of Jane, the Smart Bitches and Scott Baio.chachbagThank you for your attention...

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-24169616142712508272009-06-03T12:59:00.001-07:002009-06-03T13:18:05.693-07:00

HI! How you doin'?Yes, it's been a while since I've posted anything. I keep getting distracted by shiny things and Sarah keeps involving me in her wacky shenanigans. Sarah, you wacky shenaniganator. Since I've been so bad lately, I thought I'd pop in and relate a lil' anecdote about my day yesterday:On Monday I decided to get off my ass and FINALLY make a dental appointment to get my teeth

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-56752355490248208702009-05-03T19:40:00.001-07:002009-05-03T21:18:20.366-07:00

There was a moment last night, driving home on the freeway, when I burst into spontaneous gut busting laughter. I think it wigged Lynn out a little, but after I explained the source she chimed in a few chuckles of her own.I was laughing at the strange wonderful way that this year is going. I don't want to jinx it - I'm not saying that things are perfect or that I wouldn't like to change my life

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-17178175589361008222009-01-16T15:11:00.000-08:002009-01-16T15:16:26.974-08:00

Here’s the situation:I was idling away, watching TV on Tuesday night, when I landed on IFC. They were showing an episode of The IT Crowd, which I had heard good things about, so I stopped and watched (FWIW – it is really funny). Immediately afterwards, IFC played what I guess can only be called a “short” that I’m now vaguely obsessed with. It was a music video thing – sorta. See, there was

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-79883150507797174602008-12-22T12:27:00.000-08:002008-12-22T12:33:17.027-08:00

Dear Lynn's Parents, While we're in Texas for the Christmas week, I want to: Eat BBQ.Play with Lynn's niece & nephew.See Lauryn.Eat kolaches.Go to the Dillard's Outlet store.Play with doggies.See Ben.Cook and/or bake for everybody.Do something girly with Lynn's sister-in-law.Exercise.Read.See Roseanne.Watch DVDs.I'd love to make our El Cid Chili for your family. I'd also love to make some

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-8352520531621078802008-12-15T16:25:00.000-08:002008-12-15T16:38:00.090-08:00

Lynn: Full Wolverine trailer is up http://www.movie-list.com/trailers.php?id=xmenoriginswolverineSarah: YAY!Sarah: Pretty.Sarah: I think I saw Ray Park in there.Lynn: I didn't spot him. Spotted Ryan Reynolds though.Sarah: Omigosh - when I saw Ryan Reynolds, I thought he was Ray Park! So funny!Lynn: LOLSarah: OK. Hugh Jackman is ridonculously attractive in that role.Lynn: Yes.Sarah: That movie

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-62017246753472476302008-12-11T10:43:00.000-08:002008-12-11T15:24:49.716-08:00

First of all, a huge thanks to all of you who contributed to Movember. I raised almost $300 and I would have been the top fundraiser if some of the dorks I work with hadn't given $100 to their own accounts. I'm not that rich. So I consider myself top real fundraiser.Anyway, the mustaches are all gone and I have to say that I miss them. It was also fun being the designated photographer. Now

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-29362573701244647292008-12-09T22:11:00.000-08:002008-12-09T22:23:58.482-08:00

Oh I'm sorry, you didn't already know that we adore Craig Ferguson? Yes, yes we do. It's not just because we took my mother to a taping of his show. Tonight we watched his episode paying tribute to his mother's passing, which included a poem which makes us both cry (it was integral to our friend Kellie's passing) and a song by the classic tacky disco pseudo-band Boney M.) We didn't think it

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-79028258802541470122008-11-19T11:45:00.000-08:002008-11-19T12:04:39.457-08:00

A man is 35% more likely to get prostate cancer than a woman is to get breast cancer.Ask Lynn for her registration number and DONATE![[UPDATE]]] My number is 2162641. Seriously, y'all - you should see the mustaches here at work. Some are just.... well, it's like a full facial-hair assault. Don't let my co-workers' suffering be in vain.

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-22365103076168580162008-11-16T13:25:00.000-08:002008-11-16T13:43:16.728-08:00

So if you haven't heard, right now is not an awesome time to be living in Southern California. It's on fire. Thankfully our friend who lives dangerously close to the fires in Orange County has not been asked to evacuate as of yet, but our hearts go out to everyone who has had to either flee or who has lost their homes. Sarah and I are miles from the fires, but the air smells of smoke and the sky

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-24464405056183133092008-11-04T13:48:00.000-08:002008-11-04T13:49:06.274-08:00

Sarah and I have voted. Have you?

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-60918838546149684122008-10-24T16:32:00.000-07:002008-10-24T16:33:59.919-07:00

Call me a sap, but I goosebumped.

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-16511272939111472522008-10-09T15:57:00.001-07:002008-10-09T15:59:51.726-07:00

Sarah asked me to come up with a catchy quote about her that should could use in an assignment for her fancy new journalism class. Here's what I came up with:"Sarah is a lot like Velveeta. She's definitely not cheese and nothing goes better with nachos.""If you had to choose between Sarah attacking with you with a gun or in a scathing article, choose the gun. Sarah's a really lousy shot. ""

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-72291292430952157012008-10-03T13:44:00.000-07:002008-10-03T13:45:45.564-07:00

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-68311823168428872132008-09-29T17:21:00.000-07:002008-09-29T17:26:16.032-07:00

Until I get off my mental tuckus and write something meaningful, Sheldon has an accurate portrayal of my grasp of the current U.S. economic state.

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-40683117539075866472008-07-16T09:49:00.001-07:002008-07-16T10:25:19.781-07:00

Tom Jones is a hirsute volcano of hyper masculinity.He is so virile that he can make a semi-sheer black sparkly shirt look heterosexual.His voice is the growling angel of oral sex.I'm thinking that being knighted is not enough, how do you nominate someone as a demi-god?

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-87341468127975859052008-07-11T15:04:00.000-07:002008-07-11T15:12:29.601-07:00

Every job has its ups and downs and its perks. I work for a certain very large to-remain-unnamed company that specializes in selling tickets to live entertainment events globally (and if you can't figure out who that is then you need to get out more). You would think, working where I do, that I would be showered in free tickets. However, since we don't actually *own* the tickets - we just sell

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-54444372855007217212008-07-09T10:21:00.000-07:002008-07-09T11:11:15.229-07:00

It's strange to me that I don't blog more about food (Heck, at this point it would be nice if I blogged more about anything). I don't think of myself as a foodie, not elitist enough, nor am I anything approaching a chef.What I am is a life long food lover, much to my mother's chagrin. (She wants me to lose weight, but the sun also rose in the East, so what else is new?) Apparently, as a child,

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-87891216390970436122008-06-26T11:20:00.001-07:002008-06-26T11:20:37.946-07:00

Sarah and I have been utterly fixated by the baby ferret here: http://nationalzoo.si.edu/Animals/SmallMammals/default.cfm?Cam=BFF . Go ahead, scroll down to the “FerretCam.” I’m not a big ferret person, but damn that’s cute.

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-44558244031099793742008-06-01T14:06:00.001-07:002008-06-01T14:10:26.339-07:00

This picture is a bit fuzzy, but all I gots to say is:A book expo.A children's graphic novel publishing company booth.A scooter made to look like a rocket.Dr. Ruth. Yes, that Dr. Ruth. I think the picture says the rest:

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-84246959173597085482008-05-28T12:02:00.000-07:002008-05-28T12:24:05.058-07:00

Dear Sting,I formed my first celebrity-crush on you when I was a mere 10 years old. Back then, Reagan was president, I collected jelly bracelets and you were a young, virile man about to embark on what would be a long, successful solo career.Last night I got to see you and your Police cohorts play a wonderful, energetic show at the Hollywood Bowl. I would also like you to know that I'm still

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-5059076969531637402008-05-06T16:30:00.000-07:002008-05-06T16:36:28.588-07:00

Workin’ on the Sunset Strip can be interesting. In addition to the random myriad of celebrities that I’ve encountered and the paparazzi I have dodged (those guys really will just run out into traffic), there’s a colorful assortment of weirdos and events to keep things entertaining. We have “running guy,” who runs up and down the strip, air-kicking invisible villains and stealing drinks off

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-37288450466420318362008-04-21T09:45:00.000-07:002008-04-21T09:48:18.479-07:00

Europe recognizes Equal Pay Day a bit earlier than we do in the U.S. (last month), but they have some effective reminders about it. Here are two examples, the first from 2006 and the second from 2008. (please note the first video includes NSFW language)20062008Have you seen or heard an American PSA about Equal Pay Day? I haven't been able to track one down.

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-88585623604498445152008-04-14T15:33:00.000-07:002008-04-14T15:46:48.732-07:00

Sarah: sokay. Sarah: I may not be in love with Clinton or Obama, but I figured out that I'm definitely not voting for McCain. Sarah: Found out that he wants to overturn Roe v. Wade. Lynn: GASP. Lynn: No. Sarah: Yeah. He wants it gone. Lynn: I am so not voting for him. Sarah: http://www.rcrc.org/issues/election08_candidates.cfm Sarah: It lists where each candidate stands on sex education

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-43989197333134146602008-04-11T18:08:00.000-07:002008-04-12T18:19:24.306-07:00

I had very ambitious plans for this weekend, but apparently they're not supposed to be set in motion until tomorrow at the earliest. Keep in mind that when I refer to "very ambitious," I'm using a strictly Sarah-based achievement system.  Ambition #1: Do taxes.  Hurdle: Can't proceed with TurboTax until it downloads updates, must be logged in as installation user (Lynn) to proceed. Text Lynn

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-83216091568431721162008-04-03T10:31:00.000-07:002008-04-03T10:39:22.179-07:00

Thanks to a post on the mental floss blog (great magazine btw, so happy that Lynn has a subscription), I have been introduced to Smart Bitches Who Love Trashy Books (All of the Romance, None of the Bullshit). It is impossible for me to resist a blog that uses the term "man titty" and derides Hamlet for hating s'mores. Even better, it appears that they loathe Fabio (or at least mock his cameltoe

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-44032975774221227902008-03-19T15:57:00.000-07:002008-03-19T16:09:06.528-07:00

I just Googled to see if you could get a replica of Giselle's wedding dress from Enchanted. Not that I'm getting married. Not that I have any reason or fundage to buy it. Not that I would ever be willing to wear it. Well, maybe . . . . .

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-6445552420283063462008-03-08T15:23:00.000-08:002008-03-08T15:56:21.347-08:00

My mother doesn't have a publicist, although there are many times that I think she needs one. Getting her to talk about her successes can be like pulling teeth, so I often take it upon myself to sing her praises. This month she is featured in a Midwest Living magazine article about women "who changed their lives to follow their dreams and make a difference." My mother, Linda Morgan, changed

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-21150512786221524992008-03-06T12:51:00.000-08:002008-03-06T15:14:41.931-08:00

Allow me to share/vent for a moment…. Wait. It’s my blog. I don’t need your permission, do I? So I don’t know what it is, but I’ve become aware of my track record of having weird guys form strange attachments to me. Most often, these men work at the same place I do – although never in the same department – and they move in a similar pattern: 1) The guy is introduced to me by another

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-54691743551396381622008-02-25T09:53:00.000-08:002008-02-25T10:06:38.905-08:00

Pauly Shore versus Jake Gyllenhall. Pauly Shore - ran into him at the infamous parking garage. He's still wearing the incredibly lame headband, and the dude hasn't aged well at all. And he looked surly (although far more pleasant that Fabio. I still really, really dislike you, Fabio.)Jake Gyllenhall - encountered him at the coffee shop across the street from work. I was never on the Jake

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-25926936317746983492008-02-18T12:08:00.000-08:002008-02-18T12:28:17.005-08:00

You're my best friend in the world, my heterosexual lifemate, the sister that birth didn't give me, and an all around amazing woman. I hope that this year and the years in the future bring you joy, goosebumps, satisfaction, peace of mind and wicked good Frito Pie. Love you, mad props, yo.(BTW - It's up to you to blog about the birthday weekend passle o'fun!)

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-40924308770231281412008-02-07T21:01:00.000-08:002008-02-07T21:21:27.086-08:00

Today was a crappy day at work. Every single project I have had something go wrong today. As a project manager, I'm used to getting the occasional "Oh crap - what do I do" or "Um, I hate to tell you this" call. Today was so crazy I was getting "Please call me now on my cell" emails while I was on a conference call that had spun out of a "Hey, Lynn, - bad news" instant message while my VP was

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-26171979937315961042008-01-31T17:20:00.000-08:002008-01-31T17:31:08.808-08:00

So apparently my celebrity karma continues...spotted Michael Vartan (complete with dog!) at the parking structure place the other day. He looks like he needs to eat a steak or four, but otherwise, he's pretty good looking. I loved the show Alias, but never loved him. Still, it was kinda cool to see him, no? You'd think after living here for *gasp!* over 15 years I'd get over the whole

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-10065425167126111462008-01-10T10:15:00.000-08:002008-01-10T10:30:06.261-08:00

Sarah and I IM all day about all sorts of inane stuff, but this morning's conversation quickly went from letting a friend borrowing an old TV to scream-inducing moments of fan worship:Lynn: OH!!!! Lynn: I forgot to tell you - I saw Neil Patrick Harris in the parking garage yesterday, heading to his silver Prius after hitting the gym.Lynn : He is, as we feared, ridiculously good looking.Lynn :

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-85591398411391621972008-01-08T16:05:00.001-08:002008-01-08T16:21:04.350-08:00

...I inflict strange links on my friends via instant messenger. Here are two examples, same links, different friends.=-=-=-=-=-=-Sarah: http://geewizent.com/mrcrvid.html jeep: Yeah. Um. You know that clock will only be effective once, because in a semi-awake state, the only normal reaction would be to throw it against an extremely hard surface as quickly as possible. jeep: SMASH BANG CRASH

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-27010732143462992042008-01-02T15:11:00.001-08:002008-01-02T15:16:11.409-08:00

Polar bearsOriginally uploaded by Lynn_Jasper Happy New Year, y'all!I'm back from Texas, and per the usual, I've posted pics from my trip on Flickr. As you'll see, I spent A LOT of time with the niece and nephew (and not entirely by choice). I also got to get up close and personal with some of the craziest ice sculptures known to man, as the picture shown here will attest. As for Miss Sarah,

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-44962272580846941592007-12-06T09:44:00.000-08:002007-12-06T10:10:07.930-08:00

I am inspired by today's word of the day from Merriam-Webster: locofoco.Originally the word for a "self-igniting match or cigar capable of being lit by friction on a hard surface," in 1835 it was adopted as a term for a Democrat. I suggest a return to this nifty noun, as inspiration for lighting a fire under the asses of any potential world leaders! For example: Wow, that Shannon sounds like

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-18552510252357808702007-12-03T13:53:00.001-08:002007-12-03T14:13:31.233-08:00

This post will only truly be appreciated by those who live or have lived in LA. For the rest of you, this will only serve to terrify you and give you a reason never to move here.Parking here sucks. Yes, I know, this is not a news flash, but it seems like certain places here in LA have more atrocious parking than others. There are actual places where Sarah and I will turn to the other and say

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-41590345915309155042007-11-26T22:30:00.000-08:002007-11-26T22:42:55.836-08:00

Last night we channel surfed by a marathon of MonsterQuest on the History Channel. Hoping that it'd be a little like Ghost Hunters (which has become a recent fave, of the slightly embarrassing variety), we tuned in for the end of "Sasquatch" and, since I'm a proud Vermonter by birth, we got very excited that the next episode was about Champ - the legendary lake monster that may inhabit Lake

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-70923217229183109302007-10-31T10:11:00.000-07:002007-10-31T10:17:01.934-07:00

Now that we've finished carving our pumpkins, tonight we'll be staying in - watching Ghost Hunters or Treehouse of Horror or Shaun of the Dead - and eating all of the leftover candy!

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-52001642102508465222007-10-29T14:28:00.001-07:002008-07-09T10:49:04.196-07:00

I don't have anything profound to write today, but I really need to take a minute to distract myself from the clusterf*ck release of Leopard and the gut-churning feeling that I'll never be able to get a PR job and/or I'll lose all of my savings and be forced to move back to Iowa where I'll end up living in my mother's basement....Here are a few recent articles that have really struck home and

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-6640406025901338612007-10-25T14:09:00.000-07:002007-10-25T15:11:59.490-07:00

2007 has been a year of tremendous change for me - most of it's been good, but there's been a little bad.Good (so far): New job, finished grad school, got a new car, new niece, met all sorts of fabulous new peopleBad (so far): Broke up with boyfriend of nearly 3 1/2 years, my grandmother's mental and physical health deterioratingBut that's ok. Both good and bad have been stressful, but I think

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-6818495169655117302007-10-12T09:08:00.003-07:002007-10-12T09:08:46.805-07:00

Sarah enjoys yet another 29th birthday today!

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-33471664013741038282007-10-11T16:35:00.001-07:002007-10-11T16:37:13.904-07:00

I feel cheated. I played the trumpet in the junior and senior high school band and I was never able to multi-purpose it as a laser pistol. Trust me, you'll understand in a few moments....

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-13002964838718275362007-10-01T13:23:00.000-07:002007-10-01T13:44:09.860-07:00

(I'm putting on my librarian hat now. Watch out.)Take at look at this link of the 100 Most Frequently Challenged Books 1990-2000: http://www.ala.org/ala/oif/bannedbooksweek/bbwlinks/100mostfrequently.htm.How many books on that list have you read? If you're me, a ton of them. I've read 5 of the top 10. I've read every Judy Blume book. I've read many of those books as part of English class in

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-18071134368852511162007-09-22T16:10:00.000-07:002007-09-22T16:18:27.932-07:00

I don't understand the furry subculture (devotees of anthropomorphic animal characters). Some aspects seem perfectly harmless and sweet, although other aspects of it make me mighty uncomfortable. That aside, the promotional video for FurFright 2007 (a con for furry fans) is priceless, even for its soundtrack alone.

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-20141756718962040802007-09-13T14:08:00.000-07:002007-09-13T14:10:32.160-07:00

In college, I claimed that I could answer almost any question with: “Huh? What? No.” I still use that to this day – especially in meetings – as a defense mechanism against unwanted tasks, questions about sports and stale baked goods. Today though I heard something much better: “No. I don’t think so. I don’t know.” Unlike my original preferred answer which put the

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-19087584990478349082007-09-08T18:39:00.001-07:002007-09-08T18:41:58.573-07:00

Tre and the Car - IIIOriginally uploaded by Lynn_Jasper Sometimes even 3-year-olds get tired. As promised, the nicer photos are now up on my flickr page.

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-91818501264091142182007-09-07T12:03:00.000-07:002007-09-07T17:05:12.464-07:00

*Warning - extreme sentimentality alert*I don't have anything eloquent to say right now, perhaps I won't ever come up with the right words. But I'm desperately fighting back tears at the news that Madeleine L'Engle has died.Her books have been a touchstone since I first learned to read - guiding, challenging, soothing and inspiring me through every phase of my life. I can't help but feel that

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-10630848013996056902007-09-05T13:18:00.001-07:002007-09-05T13:26:08.497-07:00

I went home (Dallas-Forth Worth area) this past weekend to see the family. The trip included a visit to the National Cowgirl Museum, the Modern Art Museum, way too much good food, and a lot of quality time with my 3- year-old nephew, Tre, and 3-month-old niece, Lola. I might be biased, but they are ridiculously cute kids.Judge for yourself:(Please excuse the poor, mobile phone camera quality of

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-73228937212397549202007-09-05T11:03:00.001-07:002007-09-05T11:04:46.366-07:00

If the picture from the last post isn't enough, Sarah forwarded me to The Daily Puppy today. I'm not the kind of girl who puts up calendars of kitties and puppies n' stuff, but boy, who doesn't love a cute puppy?

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-39544921524812022632007-08-31T11:57:00.001-07:002007-08-31T12:17:47.911-07:00

On Tuesday of this week, a co-worker asked me jokingly, "Is someone having a case of the Mondays?" I responded, "Dude, I am having a month of nothing but Mondays. Really crappy Mondays." That being said, I'm being my usual resilient self and seeking comfort in things like Bush's cronies leaving, low-fat Hebrew National hot dogs are on sale at Ralphs (buy one, get one free, y'all!), my upcoming

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-12262548287143097982007-08-24T09:55:00.000-07:002007-08-24T10:06:23.408-07:00

Somehow I doubt the theme of this young lady's wedding was "understated elegance." It's just what I needed this Friday, the glimpse of a saga: An 18-year-old gypsy bride and the 266 lb dress!

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-52783304855174784722007-07-30T19:29:00.001-07:002007-07-31T13:27:56.367-07:00

My Iowa-based family takes a vacation in Michigan every summer, we've done so for about the past 7 years. This year was the fourth time that I was able to join them. Invariably, living in Los Angeles, when I tell someone that my summer vacation was in Michigan I get a strange look - a mix of pity, bafflement, disdain. After all, Michigan is one of those states in the middle of the country - a

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-83934621577274658472007-07-28T10:55:00.000-07:002007-07-28T11:14:01.358-07:00

My current favorite website is TasteSpotting. Beautiful diverse food - no way to go wrong in my book!Also, I really want to eat at Hot Dog Johnny's. Or at the very least get the t-shirt.My mom's coming in September for a girls weekend and I've already gotten us tickets to the Lobsterfest and to see Pink Martini at the Hollywood Bowl!

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-61192548214927134482007-07-24T16:13:00.000-07:002007-07-24T16:14:55.180-07:00

I love fruits and vegetables. Love ‘em. I am not a picky eater. I’ll happily eat eggplant, brussels sprouts, shellfish, mushrooms, tofu and even escargot. There are foods I’m not fond of, like tomatoes, ketchup, raisins and lima beans, but I’ll eat them if they’re put on my plate. The only food I absolutely, totally loathe is catfish. All other seafood is great – it’s just catfish. Yes, I’

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-65260909195139246092007-07-23T14:56:00.000-07:002007-07-23T15:00:55.064-07:00

Goodbye, Tammy Faye. You won me over many years ago, when I watched The Eyes of Tammy Faye as a Netflix rental that either Sarah or I had randomly selected. Anyone who continues to think of you solely as a woman with too much eye makeup should watch that movie. Instead of being the superficial cartoon I had previously thought, you were sincere, genuine and truly loved people. I will never

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-13407849761285607932007-07-19T10:48:00.000-07:002007-07-19T11:43:53.652-07:00

So my new job is located in an unmarked office building (seriously – we have no sign) on Sunset Boulevard, right in the heart of the Sunset Strip. When I started, my co-workers assured me that celebrity sightings were numerous; they made it sound as if you had to step over B-listers just to get to the Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf across the street. Well, it hasn’t been quite like that. I walk

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-49255948304385682672007-06-21T09:53:00.000-07:002007-06-21T10:03:47.594-07:00

So Sarah and I have been quite the social butterflies as of late. When Sarah's not off in such exotic locales like Harrisburg, PA or Madision, WI, she and I have been booked quite heavily - invited as we are to all this Summer's hottest baby showers and free parties. This has greatly cut down our time for blogging, Target shopping and Food Network watching. That being said, until our busy

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-60122310536401848872007-05-03T17:45:00.000-07:002008-06-02T10:31:16.695-07:00

Ladies and gentlemen, I just finished the very last class. Ever. Ok, maybe not ever, but for my Masters program. I'm done. As of May 13, I could sign my name "Lynn, M.L.I.S." if I wanted to. I'm sorta freaking out just a bit. I can't believe I did it. Can you believe it was only two years ago I started this? Boy time flies when you're having very little fun.For the last two years, school

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-19721079558616023812007-05-02T16:02:00.000-07:002007-05-02T16:13:44.876-07:00

I'm not quite cutting edge enough to have a photo with Barack Obama like our friend Shannon does, but I'm pretty tickled with this celebrity encounter:Yep, that's me and Ron Jeremy. I met the Hedgehog at the Los Angeles Times Festival of Books, where he was signing his biography: Ron Jeremy: The Hardest (Working) Man in Showbiz. He was sweetly chatty, giving me an autograph, a photo and a kiss

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-38489982037105275772007-04-30T14:50:00.000-07:002007-04-30T15:04:13.411-07:00

Let us have a collective moment of silence in mourning of Trader Vic's, which has been shuttered for probable demolition. According to Humu Kon Tiki, "Trader Vic’s specialty cocktails will possibly be available at Circa 55, which is a newer restaurant near the pool." I will never be able to afford a room in the new Waldorf Astoria condohotel (for which the classic restaurant is being destroyed),

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-73169675873493633682007-04-25T11:35:00.000-07:002007-04-25T11:51:12.175-07:00

I would like very much to have children. Actually, just yesterday I expressed my desire to marry Rusty DeWees, move to Vermont and have a passle of pink freckled kids. Despite that wish, when I see an invention like the Nosefrida Nasal Aspirator I'm thankful that I'm not yet obligated to physically suck mucus out of a child's nose.

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-72375561396794610562007-04-04T09:41:00.000-07:002007-04-04T14:30:27.334-07:00

An authentic instant messenger conversation this morning....Sarah: OK, so MSNBC says that the pink Vaio laptop is their #2 tech toy for women. Do you think a woman made the list? Of course not. The list is made by CNET.com's Rich Demuro, he showed it to a woman on the Today show. Sarah: Of course, two of the products are pink, two of them are encrusted with diamonds. Lynn: Oh please. Sarah:

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-36777904495815218502007-03-29T11:37:00.000-07:002007-03-29T11:39:17.019-07:00

If she had more downtime at her new job, Lynn surely would've come up with this first! But since she didn't, we'll give Mark Brownlow and Scott Monty the appropriate credit - please enjoy If Ancient Rome Had the Internet with our enthusiastic recommendation. (The rest of The Social Media Marketing Blog ain't bad either.)

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-51891674341531960852007-03-28T16:26:00.000-07:002007-03-28T17:08:31.807-07:00

When I was in college, and right after, I was confused and worried about my father. I was concerned because he didn't seem to have any friends. He spent a lot of time alone, unless he was with his wife and/her her children. I couldn't figure out how he'd lost friends of his own, why he didn't go out to movies with buddies or have a weekly bowling night.Now that I've got some temporal distance

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-39652788566954697102007-03-14T17:31:00.000-07:002007-03-14T17:32:18.756-07:00

We are alive. I promise. I actually just started a new job, and I’m currently experiencing that whole “Everything is new/I don’t know people/I don’t know what to do” thing. I can say that things are so far, so good. School is tough, but it always is. I’m not going to declare where I work, but I will say that I indirectly help people pay a lot of money to sit in the nosebleeds at Dodger

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-18980296176555592802007-02-14T12:16:00.001-08:002007-02-14T12:22:42.409-08:00

Valentines Day has never been a huge deal to me. I did the whole "dinner/romantic evening" thing once with the Boyfriend, only because I never had a significant other on Valentines before and I wanted to see what it was like. I found out it was a lot like many of our other date nights, only with 3 times the people and a 45 minute wait for valet. So while I have a dearly beloved sweetie, I like

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-24844146914563344812007-02-08T17:10:00.000-08:002007-02-04T20:34:28.798-08:00

Communications & Information geeking alert:I really have no words for how super nifty I found this piece. It reminded of me of how/why I got all atwitter about electronically mediated communication way back in 1996. It represents the kind of approach that I'd hoped my PR & New Media class would take but, alas, due to time constraints and other mitigating factors, it's not going in this

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-38812249528854661892007-02-04T19:49:00.000-08:002007-02-04T19:56:55.881-08:00

So my dad's team last the Super Bowl. Sorry, Daddy. On a positive note, I actually managed to get a good chunk of my homework done, and Sarah and I enjoyed Puppy Bowl III, excellent chili (go, Sarah!) and beer. Our neighbor, the lovely Fonda, even joined us for a bit and brought some homemade puppy chow (the chex, chocolate and peanut butter kind) to mark the event.As a result of the exciting

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-1169153873977394972007-01-18T12:54:00.000-08:002007-01-18T13:11:02.563-08:00

You ever reach the limit of your good nature and want to poke someone in the eye with a pencil? Probably, yes. I don’t know of any nice person out there who feels like their kindness has been taken for granted and thus pushed to their limits. Well, I’m there.I am a very lenient, nice person. Or at least I think I am. I will always try to accommodate you in what I’m doing – and really, that’s

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-1168928947930625412007-01-15T22:24:00.000-08:002007-01-16T10:15:33.623-08:00

So it's about time that I follow Lynn's lead and post some things that 2006 taught me. The New Year's barely begun for me; despite my intentions to dismantle the Christmas decorations today, they remain in full flourish (they haven't been up a month yet, I'll feel foolish in a week). I must point out that the cold weather in L.A. has thrown me out of whack. In the nigh 14 years I've lived out

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-1168036298911061062007-01-05T14:05:00.000-08:002007-01-05T14:31:38.943-08:00

I know I'm long overdue for a "real" post. What can I say - I've been kinda depressed and (for me) blogging when I'm depressed seems too much like gratuitous whining & self-pity. Despite this, I've got a good bitch building up for release. It's not quite ready so instead of indulging in it today, I'm going to have a mini snit:If you're not lucky enough to work in / with the tech industry, you

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-1167850529274459282007-01-03T10:51:00.000-08:002007-01-03T10:55:29.316-08:00

Happy New Year, y’all. With the New Year comes a time of reflection, and, for some, resolutions. I don’t do resolutions anymore, but I do still like to reflect a little on lessons learned over the last year. I’d like to share with you now some of those lessons:There is such a thing as too much cheese, and when you reach that point, it’s really not pleasant.You can tell Continental Airlines

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-1165863895525376842006-12-11T10:55:00.000-08:002006-12-11T11:04:55.550-08:00

Hi everyone.Long time, no blog. I am happy to report that things have improved somewhat over here at Chez Fuhrsper. Sarah’s dad’s health has improved greatly and he is now back at home after nearly 6 months in the hospital. Sarah is also rocking a fabulous new haircut and some serious fashion sass. You go, girl.I am walking, albeit poorly, without a brace and crutches. I use a cane to help

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-1162774154784751822006-11-05T16:46:00.000-08:002006-11-05T16:49:14.820-08:00

I love Target. It is my favorite place to shop. Knee surgery could not keep me away, so I terrorized my favorite Target along with 7 other lovely elderly folk:Those things are hard to drive in reverse, by the way, but have a very tight turning radius.

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-1162250451932233942006-10-30T15:02:00.000-08:002006-10-30T15:20:51.973-08:00

So Sarah is back in Vermont, taking care of her dad and family. Her dad is improving, and he's even dressing up as Darth Vader for the Halloween party at his nursing home. You gotta love her dad: even in less than ideal health, that man has got to get his Star Wars on. Anyway, Sarah gets back late on Wednesday only to turn around on Sunday and head to Atlanta for work. Seriously, Sarah could

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-1161303420907553042006-10-19T17:13:00.000-07:002006-10-19T17:17:00.930-07:00

When I took a break from a Star Wars marathon on Sunday afternoon, I found this scene in the kitchen.That would be Spike, as close as possible to my birthday cake. The good news is that there were no discernable cat hairs in the frosting and none of the guests were (admitted being) freaked out! There's no way to keep her off that table, the struggle ended long ago.

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-1160590303063188452006-10-11T11:10:00.000-07:002006-10-11T11:11:43.083-07:00

I just want to announce that tomorrow is Sarah’s birthday. She will be a very young and vibrant 32 (I can say that because I’m already 32, and I’m young and vibrant, damn it). If you get the chance, please help me kill her with kindness and good wishes – she deserves ‘em. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SARAH!

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-1158693796334499922006-09-19T12:16:00.000-07:002006-09-19T12:23:16.360-07:00

I'm so tickled I could die.My fabulous employee, Mark, just gave me a Charo CD, signed by the woman herself. REALLY!! SIGNED BY CHARO!!! I am SO excited. I loved her as little girl, and I still have a big ol' soft spot for her. I always wanted to cuchi cuchi just like her. I also wanted to be on the Love Boat, just like her. Alas, neither dream was realized. I still hold out hope for my

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-1157420220284325492006-09-04T18:32:00.000-07:002006-09-04T18:37:00.300-07:00

I've had this plumeria plant for 17 months and it bloomed for the first time a couple of weeks ago. It's beautiful and makes me smile every time I walk by it. Even better, there's another branch full of buds so I should have blossoms for weeks more.

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-1155580183592413112006-08-14T11:28:00.000-07:002006-08-14T11:29:43.623-07:00

Hi all –I’m back from Cancun. I won’t bore you with details – you can email me if you want tales of laziness, Mayan ruins, tropical drinks and boyfriends doing Cuban clog dances (I’ve got pictures) – but I will say that it was very super wicked awesome.- Lynn

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-1155517015051015592006-08-13T17:53:00.000-07:002006-08-13T17:58:58.483-07:00

or "What I Did While Lynn Was on Vacation"Before she left, Lynn left me a list of things I should do while she was off sunning herself on the Mexican Riviera. Truth be told, I asked her "What the H E double hockey sticks am I going to do while you're gone?!" and she told me, in no uncertain terms.One assignment was to find three new cool and/or amusing websites. I submit this as my completed

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-1155147509571604302006-08-09T11:04:00.000-07:002006-08-09T15:43:00.836-07:00

Ah the social dilemmas of adulthood. Your father's been in ICU for 6 weeks, and a woman who's his "old college friend" emails you to ask about his health. How to respond, knowing that she'd called his cell phone and shocked your stepmother with her existence and that your father has already left two wives for "friends." This is the route I chose to take:Dear X,My father is still in ICU. The

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-1154486306259502212006-08-01T19:38:00.000-07:002006-08-01T19:44:05.646-07:00

I was awoken at 1:00 a.m. this morning by a strange rattling crackling sound. At first I thought it was the sound of a shopping cart being pushed past my open window. However, when it didn't fade away, I got up and pushed aside the blinds to peer out. I didn't expect to find the big pile of furniture on the curb in front of the neighboring apartment building ablaze, but that's what it was. It

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-1154297075700341302006-07-30T14:22:00.001-07:002006-07-30T15:08:17.643-07:00

I'm back in Los Angeles and long time no blog...Thank you for your support while my father is ill. He is still in ICU (next door to UVM's president), where he's been since the last weekend in June. They have tentatively scheduled reconstructive plastic surgery for August 10th, to close his chest wound. His chest is where the MRSA infection has been the worst and where they've done debridement

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-1153169816984575592006-07-17T13:55:00.000-07:002006-07-17T13:56:56.986-07:00

For all of you (including myself) who have been vexed by my evil cell phone, I would like to inform you that I am getting a replacement. FINALLY. So now I'll actually get your calls and messages and stuff. I can't wait!

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-1153169659049304712006-07-17T13:50:00.000-07:002006-07-17T13:54:19.070-07:00

Sarah is still in VT. She's taking it one day at a time, and so is her family. Her dad ain't outta the woods yet. Keep sending those happy thoughts her way.I'm okay - just buried under a mountain of homework. I come back up for air around August 1st. On the 5th, I'm going to Cancun with boyfriend. So, in summary:Lynn - stresed, but dreaming of the swim up bar in her future.Sarah - very,

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-1151893657980824002006-07-02T19:21:00.000-07:002006-07-02T19:29:45.066-07:00

Hey there y'all.My Vermont family is currently having a rough time of it. I'm flying out there on Saturday for a couple of weeks. In your spare moments, please send out some prayers and/or positive thoughts, for my father's health and for the family's strength.

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-1149787243607040292006-06-08T10:20:00.000-07:002006-06-08T10:20:43.643-07:00

I know that Sarah and I aren't the most frequent bloggers, but I thought I'd let y'all know that we'll be outta town and outta the blogosphere for a bit. Sarah has entered the "conference zone," and I, as usual, will be in Champaign-Urbana for school. Please visit one of our many favorite links in the meantime and try to press onward without us. I know it will be hard, but you must remain

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-1148419834725272052006-05-23T14:20:00.000-07:002006-05-23T14:32:13.053-07:00

So late last week, Sarah and I each got a thick envelope in the mail. Inside, on flowered stationary, was a form letter telling us how great Mike Davis would be as our California Assemblyman. The flowered stationary was something new, but not nearly remarkable as the "free gift" included inside with it: A pot holder. A hot pad. A quilted trivet. Whatever the hell you call the padded square

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-1148073482830597052006-05-19T14:15:00.000-07:002006-05-19T16:03:24.820-07:00

In honor of a Friday afternoon, I'd like to share a recently discovered website that I hope brings you as much time-wasting joy as it has brought to me:An alphabetical (by artist) list of 1980's music videos available on YouTube.May the spirit of the synthesizers be with you.

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-1148017954804723722006-05-18T22:50:00.000-07:002006-05-18T22:54:12.480-07:00

Space Rangers 1 and 2 reporting for duty...(Stress-busting the Disneyland way.)

Sarahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-1147804101680506732006-05-16T11:24:00.000-07:002006-05-16T11:31:38.390-07:00

As promised, we present to you our pictures from Yosemite:Lynn's PhotosSarah's PhotosEnjoy.PS - Shannon, we did not encounter any bears.

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-1147663879014267802006-05-14T20:23:00.000-07:002006-05-14T20:31:19.036-07:00

Sarah and I made a brief escape to Yosemite National Park this weekend. The trip, minus a few snafus, was incredible. For those of you who actually will sit through slide shows of other peoples' vacations, we'll probably post links to our photo galleries soon.Now we're back, and the post-vacation depression sets in. The return to smog, messy apartment, unpacking all that was packed, fighting

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-1144439594284332842006-04-07T12:51:00.000-07:002006-04-07T12:53:14.316-07:00

Lynn's lesson of the day: Do NOT order Korean food take-out when you're really tired. Why? Because if you're really tired you won't really read the numbers on the menu correctly and you'll order a 7, when you really wanted a different number. Then you'll be standing there, waiting for your food, and realize that by ordering a 7, you ordered BBQ squid. You'll panic for a second, and then

Lynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18144982649919177024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9002188.post-1142800330440238152006-03-19T12:26:00.000-08:002006-03-19T12:49:53.903-08:00

If anyone wonders why the artistic and cultural education of American youth is suffering, I'll point to things like this (complete LA Times article) :Teresa Waggoner, the Bennett, Colo., elementary school teacher who got into hot water in January for showing her students a video clip of Gounod's "Faust," is reportedly out looking for a new job and a new community.Additionally, Bennett Mayor Karen

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