<?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-9014097875912260219</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:28:31.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog virgin</title><subtitle type='html'>my earliest attempts at blogging, in a different blog land, with a different set of readers. that place, blogladder, will always be my first love, my blog home if you will. but the drama got a little out of hand, so i left. i brought along all my possessions from there. all except the people, whom i still miss.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>PixelChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17641739714585961257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014097875912260219.post-1849716034665341932</id><published>2008-09-05T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T20:56:18.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Done being quiet for so long</title><summary type='text'>Regarding the Bristol Palin pregnancy: do you get a free pass on everything else if you are pro-life? And all the conservative media going on and on about how in real families "things happen". Of course things happen, which is exactly why you need real sex education, not some deluded abstinence only stuff that exactly no one believes in. And next time a conservative columnist laments about inner </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1849716034665341932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014097875912260219&amp;postID=1849716034665341932' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/1849716034665341932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/1849716034665341932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/2008/09/done-being-quiet-for-so-long.html' title='Done being quiet for so long'/><author><name>PixelChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17641739714585961257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014097875912260219.post-397334701968063949</id><published>2008-03-08T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:29:04.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>participative filmmaking</title><summary type='text'>This post may turn into a mini novella, and a boring one at that, so be warned.Well, I've been thinking a lot about turning a script for a mock reality piece I have into a film, but a lot stands in the way of ever getting it done. My excuses range from a young daughter to a 9-to-6 job to, well, the "Intelligent Designer" who decided randomly that there would be 24 hours to a day.Given the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/397334701968063949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014097875912260219&amp;postID=397334701968063949' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/397334701968063949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/397334701968063949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/participative-filmmaking.html' title='participative filmmaking'/><author><name>PixelChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17641739714585961257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014097875912260219.post-798528340048622628</id><published>2008-03-08T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:28:38.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>is anybody home?</title><summary type='text'>Hellos my lovelies. Happy New Year to all of you. It's been a while, since I visited here. In these one and a half months since my last post:- I've moved from an apartment to a home of my own.- My daughter's going to a new daycare, and she hates it. I'm stressing over how her stressedness is affecting me.- A [url=http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/10349294/]child was clubbed to a coma with a baseball </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/798528340048622628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014097875912260219&amp;postID=798528340048622628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/798528340048622628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/798528340048622628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/is-anybody-home.html' title='is anybody home?'/><author><name>PixelChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17641739714585961257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014097875912260219.post-4728455733272133402</id><published>2008-03-08T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:27:11.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the woodwoork and into the maelstorm :)</title><summary type='text'>So howz everyone doing? I haven't read a single entry here in almost a month, and the one day I decide to visit, there's a ruckus going on. Couldn't resist joining in. I'm sure we'll sort it out, more or less.Life's been extremely hectic with the job and everything. We're moving to our new home during Thanksgiving, so I've started doing some packing, a lot of shopping. The little den that housed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4728455733272133402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014097875912260219&amp;postID=4728455733272133402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/4728455733272133402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/4728455733272133402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/out-of-woodwoork-and-into-maelstorm.html' title='Out of the woodwoork and into the maelstorm :)'/><author><name>PixelChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17641739714585961257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014097875912260219.post-5151446641316274348</id><published>2008-03-08T21:24:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:26:31.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ha ha</title><summary type='text'>I had an alarmed reaction when I saw BL's new format, and it's taken a while for me to get my bearings back. But, I'm thinking this can work to my advantage - I don't have an avatar so if this blog shows up in recent entries, no one knows whose blog this is, unless you click on it. So if some people have been avoiding me like plague, you have no choice. Today's the day you visit me :D without </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5151446641316274348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014097875912260219&amp;postID=5151446641316274348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/5151446641316274348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/5151446641316274348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/ha-ha.html' title='ha ha'/><author><name>PixelChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17641739714585961257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014097875912260219.post-4500698333076470972</id><published>2008-03-08T21:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:24:40.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>society</title><summary type='text'>Several things have been haunting me this last week. It's a mish mash born of [i]21 grams[/i], the movie (if you haven't watched it, you should), the one year anniversary of the [url=http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2005/08/27/AR2005082701157.html?sub=AR]Beslan siege[/url], and a [url=http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/9022908/site/newsweek/]Newsweek essay[/url] by a girl whose </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4500698333076470972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014097875912260219&amp;postID=4500698333076470972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/4500698333076470972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/4500698333076470972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/society.html' title='society'/><author><name>PixelChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17641739714585961257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014097875912260219.post-4165483211903731190</id><published>2008-03-08T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:24:09.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help!</title><summary type='text'>Ok, I've given up trying to make a decent 30 * 30 px image for an avatar. Please guys let me know if there're sites you can download jpegs or gifs from.Other than than, Bush's proposition to extend daylight savings by a month from 2007 has me up in a tizzy. I can't understand why a country would want daylight savings in the first place. Someone explained to me, on the way to work this morning, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4165483211903731190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014097875912260219&amp;postID=4165483211903731190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/4165483211903731190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/4165483211903731190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/help.html' title='Help!'/><author><name>PixelChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17641739714585961257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014097875912260219.post-3636124930045399278</id><published>2008-03-08T21:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:21:48.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>disjoint thoughts</title><summary type='text'>If you have escalators popping up in the daily course of your lives, you've probably noticed this by now, but... The bold announcements read "Right side for standing, left for walking" up/down the escalators. In the mornings, on their way to work, you'll find more of the right side standees, stragglers trying to prolong the journey to work by those additional seconds. Evenings are different, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/3636124930045399278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014097875912260219&amp;postID=3636124930045399278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/3636124930045399278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/3636124930045399278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/disjoint-thoughts.html' title='disjoint thoughts'/><author><name>PixelChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17641739714585961257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014097875912260219.post-2812479508972123954</id><published>2008-03-08T21:20:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:20:57.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Founding a country</title><summary type='text'>Every time I couldn't get along with someone else when I was a kid, I would threaten to go live by myself and what's more, start my own country. Today's Express (Washington Post's watered down version for metro rides) had an article on individuals doing just that - finding unclaimed pieces of land and creating their own countries. The guidelines are surprisingly restrictive: - find land which is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2812479508972123954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014097875912260219&amp;postID=2812479508972123954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/2812479508972123954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/2812479508972123954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/founding-country.html' title='Founding a country'/><author><name>PixelChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17641739714585961257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014097875912260219.post-2678704228003072086</id><published>2008-03-08T21:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:20:23.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>baaaaack</title><summary type='text'>For today, now, this instant at least.... I've been scrambling to get the finishing touches done on my screenplay, enjoying "last" naps with my daughter, shopping for officewear like I'm a prospective poster girl. There's dread, elation, worry, sick-brown feelings, excitement, greed all thrown into the mix. Monday is D-day, the end of a slower time, the beginning of a different life. I don't know</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2678704228003072086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014097875912260219&amp;postID=2678704228003072086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/2678704228003072086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/2678704228003072086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/baaaaack.html' title='baaaaack'/><author><name>PixelChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17641739714585961257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014097875912260219.post-2897502552639978100</id><published>2008-03-08T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:18:25.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad weather</title><summary type='text'>An evangelist just woke me up with her incessant banging to share an "encouraging thought from the Bible". Lady, how can it be "good news" if you're desperately banging on someone's door just because you heard the stirrings of a sleeping person inside?I'm a crab today. Everyone *seriously* now's the time to stop reading. Especially if you're feeling sunny and upbeat, because I think everything </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2897502552639978100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014097875912260219&amp;postID=2897502552639978100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/2897502552639978100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/2897502552639978100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/bad-weather.html' title='bad weather'/><author><name>PixelChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17641739714585961257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014097875912260219.post-2720110122805803468</id><published>2008-03-08T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:17:04.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the power of solitude...</title><summary type='text'>All is quiet around me now. There's a fridge hum, the sound of a click ticking, tib-tab-dib-dibble of a pair of five-toed beasts dancing away at the keyboard. We've got guests at home - my sis and b-i-l from LA, tomorrow three other family members come. All in time for Megha's first birthday.Her growth is so tied up with my own. I'm more patient, more forgiving of noise now. There used to be a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2720110122805803468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014097875912260219&amp;postID=2720110122805803468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/2720110122805803468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/2720110122805803468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/power-of-solitude.html' title='the power of solitude...'/><author><name>PixelChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17641739714585961257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014097875912260219.post-1077045523278768069</id><published>2008-03-08T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:16:03.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastination</title><summary type='text'>I have this habit of putting things off, knowing really well I have to eventually get to it. I don't know, probably I have this stupid idea at the back of my head somewhere that if I leave things as they are, take no action, things will just sort themselves out.Other times I prepare days in advance. Are any of you last minute people? Is just sitting on something a valid option?---Thanks everyone </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1077045523278768069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014097875912260219&amp;postID=1077045523278768069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/1077045523278768069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/1077045523278768069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/procrastination.html' title='Procrastination'/><author><name>PixelChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17641739714585961257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014097875912260219.post-5861767233331438787</id><published>2008-03-08T21:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:14:42.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>job :)</title><summary type='text'>I got a job with a television channel yesterday. I've got some amount of anxiety - leaving my daughter at daycare but the work is in my area of interest - software programming for TV shows and it's paying very well. So it's a bit of mixed feelings. Yesterday I was euphoric, but today I'm a bit in the troughs. I feel like someone who knows when she's going to die - somehow I want to hold on to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5861767233331438787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014097875912260219&amp;postID=5861767233331438787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/5861767233331438787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/5861767233331438787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/job.html' title='job :)'/><author><name>PixelChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17641739714585961257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014097875912260219.post-7614814333886432548</id><published>2008-03-08T21:12:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:13:43.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can someone explain...</title><summary type='text'>I've always been a little perplexed by the shrillness with which average Americans denounce communism. In one of the scripts (set in 2003) in my Advanced Screenwriting class, a board member of a housing society is found out to be a communist, the rest of the board hounds him out. Wow. There were two things in the script that surprised me - the need to keep communist leanings a secret (after all, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/7614814333886432548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014097875912260219&amp;postID=7614814333886432548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/7614814333886432548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/7614814333886432548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/can-someone-explain.html' title='Can someone explain...'/><author><name>PixelChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17641739714585961257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014097875912260219.post-4749596881689943948</id><published>2008-03-08T21:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:12:39.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why, the little Squirt!</title><summary type='text'>Here's something some fans of modern design will like: [url=http://www.straightlinedesigns.com/straightline2.html]furniture[/url] with a sense of humor. My favorite is the one that comes up when you click on Interested (the blue square - the site is Flash based, so I can't give any direct links)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/4749596881689943948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014097875912260219&amp;postID=4749596881689943948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/4749596881689943948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/4749596881689943948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/why-little-squirt.html' title='Why, the little Squirt!'/><author><name>PixelChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17641739714585961257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014097875912260219.post-321387042011286806</id><published>2008-03-08T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:12:07.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Collaborative Art anyone?</title><summary type='text'>In the spirit of Jenny's World Photography Day links, here're some other collaborative projects that are going on around the world. My favorite is the [url=http://www.confluence.org/]Degree Confluence[/url] project. The idea is to photograph intersections of latitudes and longitudes, and as someone on the site says, it frees one up from the fetters imposed by the need to be touristy, takes one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/321387042011286806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014097875912260219&amp;postID=321387042011286806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/321387042011286806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/321387042011286806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/collaborative-art-anyone.html' title='Collaborative Art anyone?'/><author><name>PixelChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17641739714585961257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014097875912260219.post-5494703507880648497</id><published>2008-03-08T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:11:14.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ultimatum to myself</title><summary type='text'>I have precisely 14 days to polish my script into something submittable to my thesis committee. It's got too many boob jokes currently. But I should change that. I will change that.Much as I love this place, I'm coming here too often. Gotta get some discipline in life. Maybe an hour's visit at day's end would be good - instead of refreshing the page every few minutes till I know, off the top of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5494703507880648497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014097875912260219&amp;postID=5494703507880648497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/5494703507880648497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/5494703507880648497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/ultimatum-to-myself.html' title='ultimatum to myself'/><author><name>PixelChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17641739714585961257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014097875912260219.post-6489944442323733249</id><published>2008-03-08T21:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:09:44.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words on words</title><summary type='text'>I spent a lot of yesterday researching ideas. I came across a couple that I thought people here might enjoy. One, on AARP's magazine site, was about the [url=http://www.aarpmagazine.org/lifestyle/Articles/the_way_we_word.html]loss of old time phrases[/url]. It was written from a very American perspective, I thought, but could strangely identify with some of them. Probably the effect of those </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/6489944442323733249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014097875912260219&amp;postID=6489944442323733249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/6489944442323733249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/6489944442323733249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/words-on-words.html' title='Words on words'/><author><name>PixelChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17641739714585961257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014097875912260219.post-8318599604136045658</id><published>2008-03-08T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:09:08.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP</title><summary type='text'>Speaking to my mom in India yesterday, I heard that a family friend of ours, Avtar Singh Aunty had passed away. I wrote an entry, lost it somewhere in the internet ether..... Can't let go, let her go without a few words I can muster. It leaves me with a sadness, as it makes me aware that I'm at the age where people I once knew are gone for good. I'd visited her the last time in India. The next </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8318599604136045658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014097875912260219&amp;postID=8318599604136045658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/8318599604136045658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/8318599604136045658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/rip.html' title='RIP'/><author><name>PixelChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17641739714585961257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014097875912260219.post-8187593436010904984</id><published>2008-03-08T21:07:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:08:09.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>inspiration has run dry</title><summary type='text'>Trying to work my script, but it ain't happening tonight. I was trying to include something, anything about rock, paper, scissors into it, came across this official [url=http://www.worldrps.com/gbasics.html]RPS[/url] site. I especially liked rule 7.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/8187593436010904984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014097875912260219&amp;postID=8187593436010904984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/8187593436010904984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/8187593436010904984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/inspiration-has-run-dry.html' title='inspiration has run dry'/><author><name>PixelChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17641739714585961257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014097875912260219.post-167184089206006828</id><published>2008-03-08T21:07:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:07:32.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indian flowers</title><summary type='text'>We went for our usual 5:00 pm walk today, even though it had just been drizzling. It's getting too good to stay indoors. My daughter leaves a trail behind her - her socks, her sandals. If she were ever lost in the woods like Hansel and Gretel, this is how I'd trace her, not by breadcrumbs, but her pink socks and those velcro'ed sandals.Our home is on one tip of a triangle formed by three roads. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/167184089206006828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014097875912260219&amp;postID=167184089206006828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/167184089206006828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/167184089206006828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/indian-flowers_08.html' title='Indian flowers'/><author><name>PixelChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17641739714585961257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014097875912260219.post-5751931667335910145</id><published>2008-03-08T21:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:07:12.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indian flowers</title><summary type='text'>We went for our usual 5:00 pm walk today, even though it had just been drizzling. It's getting too good to stay indoors. My daughter leaves a trail behind her - her socks, her sandals. If she were ever lost in the woods like Hansel and Gretel, this is how I'd trace her, not by breadcrumbs, but her pink socks and those velcro'ed sandals.Our home is on one tip of a triangle formed by three roads. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/5751931667335910145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014097875912260219&amp;postID=5751931667335910145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/5751931667335910145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/5751931667335910145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/indian-flowers.html' title='Indian flowers'/><author><name>PixelChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17641739714585961257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014097875912260219.post-2665178507453637527</id><published>2008-03-08T21:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:06:43.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>feel the love</title><summary type='text'>Lots of things have been happening! I got the job where I'd called at 12:00 Friday night! I'm having second thoughts because I've got another interview lined up for next week. Then I'd sent out an email query to a publisher about my collection of children's stories, and he said he wanted the hard copies, since they had the 'international flavor' they were looking for. You cannot believe how good </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/2665178507453637527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014097875912260219&amp;postID=2665178507453637527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/2665178507453637527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/2665178507453637527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/feel-love.html' title='feel the love'/><author><name>PixelChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17641739714585961257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014097875912260219.post-1622255429143454973</id><published>2008-03-08T21:05:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:06:06.929-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recipes - For Anna and any other adventurous souls out there</title><summary type='text'>This entry is mainly the recipes Anna had asked for. I'm feeling quite self-important, now that she's asked me for a recipe. I'll have to warn you though, I'm a bit of a fudger when it comes to cooking. You'll know because I'll be adding my short cut tips.----Note: Everything that's marked with a * is optional. Most spices can be found in Indian/Pakistani/Bangladeshi stores.1. Spinach Kofta - </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/feeds/1622255429143454973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014097875912260219&amp;postID=1622255429143454973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/1622255429143454973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014097875912260219/posts/default/1622255429143454973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wideeyedblogger.blogspot.com/2008/03/recipes-for-anna-and-any-other.html' title='Recipes - For Anna and any other adventurous souls out there'/><author><name>PixelChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17641739714585961257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
