<?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-726204891826229749</id><updated>2012-02-13T17:37:38.453-08:00</updated><category term='Jane Austen'/><category term='child'/><category term='Andy Lau'/><category term='Zeno'/><category term='Macau'/><category term='Beijing'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='zombies'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='France'/><category term='nature'/><category term='Lord of the Rings'/><category term='art'/><category term='Twilight'/><category term='vampire'/><category term='roller skating'/><category term='home'/><category term='B2ST'/><category term='celebrity'/><category term='ice skating'/><category 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term='fashion'/><category term='brazil'/><category term='trip'/><category term='eHit'/><category term='hawaii'/><category term='giveaway'/><category term='food'/><category term='Tokyo'/><category term='San Francisco'/><category term='weird'/><category term='career'/><category term='tea'/><category term='model'/><category term='health'/><category term='park'/><category term='Daniel Wu'/><category term='witch'/><category term='university'/><category term='Lasek'/><title type='text'>Morsels of Peach Souffle</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' 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term='reincarnation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>Spiritual hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nrtWDpy317M/Tzm5azN7kGI/AAAAAAAACKo/KSuMCmrSLy4/s1600/hair-salon-chair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 275px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nrtWDpy317M/Tzm5azN7kGI/AAAAAAAACKo/KSuMCmrSLy4/s320/hair-salon-chair.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708797872745189474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To get it under control, I got my hair snipped today. It’s weird how hair grows. For days and weeks it obeys with the aid of some product, and the next (and subsequent) days, it’s got a mind of its own, mainly with the one goal of looking as bad as bad can be. I looked and felt emphatically unattractive. This in conjunction with a pre-existing dark cloud wrapping me, I was feeling desperate enough to chop it off ala &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;Halle&lt;/st1:city&gt;  &lt;st1:state&gt;Berry&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; style.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Instead of embarking on anything drastic I might regret later, I pulled out a print-out of a few styles I’ve liked over the years and brought it to the hair salon. It was right after lunch and no other customers were around which enabled Lisa to attend me with extra care.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It seems she recently underwent a spiritual rejuvenation – she’s a Buddhist and recently shaved her head for some ceremony to promote her parents’ happy reincarnation – and spoke with me differently than in the past. Her benevolence that day and her sharing of personal stuff, in turn, made me feel comfortable to open up to her. &lt;span style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;I don't usually like to talk with strangers about particular personal issues but I suppose the cup had runneth over this time.&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The armchair psychology session with someone who’s lived a bit of life provided some much needed relief from months of overwhelming stress. The tears would not abate. Before I knew it I was almost late with the school pick-up. With a big hug, I was revived with not only a nice hairdo but, for a short time, also some soothing of the spirit, empathy, and compassion. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-8450950307867819462?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/8450950307867819462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=8450950307867819462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/8450950307867819462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/8450950307867819462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2012/02/spiritual-hair.html' title='Spiritual hair'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nrtWDpy317M/Tzm5azN7kGI/AAAAAAAACKo/KSuMCmrSLy4/s72-c/hair-salon-chair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726204891826229749.post-6902335041988936974</id><published>2012-02-10T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T11:47:21.885-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><title type='text'>Butter London</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left; "&gt;My fashionista friend, Ro, is giving away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;Butter London&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt; 3 Free Nail Lacquer Vernis&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in The Black Knight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rolalaloves.blogspot.com/2012/02/giveaway-butter-london-black-knight.html"&gt;Check it out and enter here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left; "&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2deoH5jTpMY/TzVzK-ixXeI/AAAAAAAACKc/0GdCS20aMuA/s320/butter%2Blondon%2Bblack%2Bknight.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707594735186697698" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-6902335041988936974?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/6902335041988936974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=6902335041988936974&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/6902335041988936974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/6902335041988936974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2012/02/butter-london.html' title='Butter London'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2deoH5jTpMY/TzVzK-ixXeI/AAAAAAAACKc/0GdCS20aMuA/s72-c/butter%2Blondon%2Bblack%2Bknight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726204891826229749.post-4492121744970248098</id><published>2012-01-29T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T07:37:55.473-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Francisco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hong Kong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='china'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chinatown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Father and Dumplings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;&lt;span&gt;It's rare that we talk about the girls' maternal grandfather. They know I was my dad's favorite because this is what I tell them. That he clapped when I was born but made a gesture of dissatisfaction when he learned he had a new baby boy (my big brother). They know their grandfather spent a lot of time with me when I was small, when he was well, doing things like bringing me on his grocery shopping trips in Chinatown, walking me to grade school in the mornings, waiting for me everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; when school let out, buying me treats, such as popsicles or candy, down at the corner store. My brain has images of myself snuggling up to him as he sat in his favorite chair in the living room, watching him puff on his cigarettes, standing beside him as he played mahjong with his usual posse consisting of three musty-smelling old gents, making him unexpectedly laugh so hard when I rattled off some random Chinese diddly where I'd picked it up I know not (fee doot doot, sow noot noot, jiu jiu yew loy siy see foot).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, this man loved to read - we have that in common. We'd regularly go to the particular bookstore on Waverly Place where he'd borrow book series on a regular basis. I can still smell the bookstore. While he'd select his reading material, I'd browse the romance manga. Sometimes he'd buy me one. Thank goodness he never looked inside because he'd be shocked at the risque stories and images. They'd be written in Chinese but that didn't deter me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night I mentioned to younger girl-child that her grandfather was born in 1908, two years after the &lt;a href="http://earthquake.usgs.gov/regional/nca/1906/18april/index.php"&gt;Great San Francisco Earthquake&lt;/a&gt;. She exclaimed that was over 100 years ago. It's funny that I never really thought about it in those terms until she'd said those words. I told her about how he left his village in Guangdong province when he was 20 and came to America. Out loud, I wondered what he did when he landed in the U.S. I ought to know this. To girl-child, I clarified that he didn't check into a hotel upon arrival and then set out sightseeing. He came here to work, but where was here? I already knew he didn't settle in SF until around the time my mom emigrated from Hong Kong. He was likely working in San Diego for a while, but doing what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, I brought mom to my house for a cooking lesson. She was to demonstrate how to make a couple of my favorite Chinese pastries. While I had her trapped in my car for an hour, I decided to ask her about my dad. I've attempted this in the past on numerous occasions but she didn't always cooperate. I explained that in America, some people find it important to understand their roots and who were their ancestors. My ABC kids should know as much info as there is available and my mom was the link. Although talking about the past often conjures unpleasant family politics, I think in small part her willingness to talk might also owed to wanting to avoid other sensitive subjects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;This conversation was a long time in coming. I have a better picture of the life my father led from when he arrived on these shores until I was born. Still missing important details which I hope to eventually dig up. One thing I learned was that dad worked in a restaurant in Nevada from the time around WWII to the late-50's. In what city, I haven't discovered yet except that it was a "couple" of hours' drive inland from Reno. The existing restaurant was purchased by my grand-uncle who had his family work in the business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the longest time the connection between one set of "cousins" on my dad's side was a mystery - like why their dad was called yee-sook (father's younger brother) when he was not in fact my dad's younger brother, but a cousin. I think in the Chinese family h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;ierarchy you would refer to the son of the eldest grand-uncle as uncle (sook since he was younger than my dad). Something like that. Glad to have that clarified. It only took me this long to seek answers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DYkYYrCnzsw/TyWpgXsez-I/AAAAAAAACKQ/e99mkIin3K4/s320/homsorgok2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703150876716093410" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-4492121744970248098?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/4492121744970248098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=4492121744970248098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/4492121744970248098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/4492121744970248098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2012/01/talk-about-father-over-dumplings.html' title='Father and Dumplings'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DYkYYrCnzsw/TyWpgXsez-I/AAAAAAAACKQ/e99mkIin3K4/s72-c/homsorgok2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726204891826229749.post-1188687801689159465</id><published>2012-01-21T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T18:09:19.574-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Francisco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T.V.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sport'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festival'/><title type='text'>Red and Gold</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YvWwmI9UK8M/TxtvDPo_tKI/AAAAAAAACKE/6Sb19yX8JNU/s1600/city%2Bhall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YvWwmI9UK8M/TxtvDPo_tKI/AAAAAAAACKE/6Sb19yX8JNU/s320/city%2Bhall.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700271854896264354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span  &gt;San Francisco City Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;49er Fever&lt;/i&gt; is contagious. The NFC championship game against the New York &lt;i&gt;Giants &lt;/i&gt;will be played out tomorrow. Hope we'll - they'll - succeed to have follow 2 more weeks of &lt;i&gt;Niner&lt;/i&gt; Fever and Bay Area sports talk radio stations droning ad nauseam about the team, statistics, coaches, players, past players, past owners, accolades, and sometimes bizarre listener calls. Okay, the only reason I was even tuning into KNBR AM680 this last week was to try to win a pair of tix to tomorrow's game. No success there which leaves me to enjoy the game at home before heading to a restaurant for dinner to celebrate CNYE with the in-laws. This particular restaurant has 2 TVs in the dining room and though I've not seen them powered on in a long time, I hope they'll make an exception tomorrow evening. If not, I'm shit outta luck for part of the 3rd and 4th quarters. Not the end of the world. But still....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-1188687801689159465?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/1188687801689159465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=1188687801689159465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/1188687801689159465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/1188687801689159465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2012/01/red-and-gold.html' title='Red and Gold'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YvWwmI9UK8M/TxtvDPo_tKI/AAAAAAAACKE/6Sb19yX8JNU/s72-c/city%2Bhall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726204891826229749.post-7906423469328371347</id><published>2012-01-07T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T14:19:48.061-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vampire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lord of the Rings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='witch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jane Austen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zombies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Books of 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Hi-ho. Back to offer my book round-up for 2011. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;The grand total for books read last year is 245.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Even after taking into consideration the books I read more than once (16) and the ones I could not find it in my power to torture myself to complete (4), I still exceeded my 2010 count of 196 books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Which 4 books I couldn’t suffer? They are: &lt;i&gt;The Thousand Autumns of Jacob De Zoet&lt;/i&gt; by David Mitchell, &lt;i&gt;Fool&lt;/i&gt; by Christopher Moore, &lt;i&gt;The Perfect Bride for Mr. Darcy&lt;/i&gt; by Mary Lydon Simonsen, &lt;i&gt;Beneath a Starlet Sky&lt;/i&gt; by Amanda Goldberg &amp;amp; Ruthanna K. Hopper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;There were a few books I strongly disliked, but with perseverance, managed to get to the last word. I didn’t want to develop the habit of dropping a novel the instant the thought occurred, but it’s safe to say there’s hardly any danger of that happening. Two years ago, I pushed aside only 7 books so I did very well in 2011. Sometimes even reading the inside and/or back covers can’t prepare you for what’s to be encountered within the pages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;The 33 books of 2011 that impressed me are: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;The Handbook for Lightning Strike Survivors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Michele Young-Stone&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Fated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by S.G. Browne&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Mr. Rosenblum Dreams in English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Natasha Solomons&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;The Book of Tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Cecilia Ahern &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Rosie Dunne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Cecilia Ahern&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;First Grave on the Right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Darynda Jones&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Dune Road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Jane Green&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Jemima J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Jane Green &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Second Chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Jane Green&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;The Old Romantic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Louise Dean&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Hero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Perry Moore&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;There’s Cake in My Future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Kim Gruenenfelder&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;The First Husband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Laura Dave&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;The Arrivals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Meg Mitchell Moore&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Hunger Games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Suzanne Collins&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Everything She Thought She Wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Elizabeth Buchan&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Dream of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Ding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Village&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Yan Lianke&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Then Came You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Jennifer Weiner&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Girls in White Dresses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Jennifer Close&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;The Iron King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Julie Kagawa&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Toothless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by J.P. Moore&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;The Hobbit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by J.R.R. Tolkien&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Forbidden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Tabitha Suzuma&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Shadowfever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Karen Marie Moning&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;The Immortal Highlander&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Karen Marie Moning&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;The Night Eternal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Guillermo del Toro and Chuck Rogan&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;The Scorpio Races&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Maggie Stiefvater&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Anna and the French Kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Stephanie Perkins&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Vamped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by David Sosnowski&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Daughter of Smoke and Bone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Laini Taylor&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;The Strangers on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;st1:street&gt;&lt;st1:address&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Montagu Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:street&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Karen White&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;The Duff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Kody Keplinger&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Michelle Hodkin&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Stories that converted literary classics or used popular literary characters or historic figures and spun them into the horror genre:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Jane Goes Batty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Michael Thomas Ford&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Pride and Prejudice and Zombies: Dreadfully Ever After&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Steven Hockensmith&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Emma and the Vampires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Jane Austen and Wayne Josephson&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Jane and the Damned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Janet Mullany&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Henry VIII: Wolfman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by A.E. Moorat&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Virtually all books were borrowed from the main library. I purchased off-price 2 books (at a &lt;b&gt;Borders&lt;/b&gt; bookstore closing sale):&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Dead as a Doornail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Charlaine Harris&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;A Total Waste of Makeup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Kim Guenenfelder&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;I read 2 memoirs in 2011:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Bossypants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Tina Fey&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Battle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; Hymn of the Tiger Mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Amy Chua&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;In 2011, I read one book of poetry:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;The Hunchback of Neiman Marcus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Sonya Sones&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;In 2011, I read one non-fiction book:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Cinderella Ate My Daughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Peggy Orenstein&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;I read one book that was a &lt;i&gt;Pride and Prejudice&lt;/i&gt; derivative:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;The Perfect Bride for Mr. Darcy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Mary Lydon Simonsen&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Pride and Prejudice and Zombies: Dreadfully Ever After&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Steven Hockensmith&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;I read 63 books as part of 22 different series.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;I read 5 books of fiction concerning angels or fallen angels: &lt;i&gt;Daughter of Smoke and Bone &lt;/i&gt;by Laini Taylor, &lt;i&gt;Hush Hush, Crescendo&lt;/i&gt;, and &lt;i&gt;Silence&lt;/i&gt; by Becca Fitzpatrick, &lt;i&gt;Coffeehouse Angel&lt;/i&gt; by Suzanne Selfors, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;I read 16 books with stories concerning the fae: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Darkfever, Bloodfever, Faefever, Dreamfever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;, and &lt;i&gt;Shadowfever&lt;/i&gt; by Karen Marie Moning&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;The Iron King, The Iron Daughter, The Iron Queen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;, and The &lt;i&gt;Iron Knight&lt;/i&gt; by Julie Kagawa&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Glimmerglass, Shadowspell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Sirensong&lt;/i&gt; by Jenna Black&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;The Immortal Highlander&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Spell of the Highlander&lt;/i&gt; by Karen Marie Moning&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Midsummer Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Freda Warrington&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Highland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; Hunger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Hanna Howell&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;I read 2 books concerning witches, 3 books concerning zombies, 5 books concerning werewolves/shape-shifters, 13 books concerning spirits, and 32 books concerning vampires. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;In 2011, I read 20 books in the historical fiction genre.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;A few novels I'm looking forward to reading in 2012 include:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Third Grave Dead Ahead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Darynda Jones - Feb&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Jane Vows Vengeance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Michael Thomas Ford - Feb&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Lucky Bastard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by SG Browne - Spring&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Insurgent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Veronica Roth - May&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Deadlocked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;by Charlaine Harris - May&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;City of Lost Souls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Cassandra Clare - May&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Undead and Unstable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Mary Janice Davidson - June&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Clockwork Princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Cassandra Clare - Dec &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Hugh Hush # 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; - Fall&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer #2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Michelle Hodkin - Fall&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;The Old God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by J.P. Moore&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;Daughter of Smoke and Bone #2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt; by Laini Taylor&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-7906423469328371347?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/7906423469328371347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=7906423469328371347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/7906423469328371347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/7906423469328371347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2012/01/books-of-2011.html' title='Books of 2011'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-3508574212441267979</id><published>2012-01-05T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T16:13:04.593-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T.V.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hong Kong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Netflix'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='France'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hallyu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='china'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><title type='text'>Movies of 2011</title><content type='html'>Here's a recap of my movie entertainment for 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;161&lt;/b&gt; - The total number of movies viewed in 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;27&lt;/b&gt; - The total number of &lt;span&gt;2011&lt;/span&gt; movies viewed in 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;26&lt;/b&gt; – The number of &lt;span&gt;2011 US&lt;/span&gt; movies viewed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;44&lt;/b&gt; - The number of &lt;span&gt;2010&lt;/span&gt; movies viewed in 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2&lt;/b&gt; - The number of &lt;span&gt;made-for-TV series&lt;/span&gt; viewed (&lt;i&gt;Downton Abbey, True Blood Seasons 2 and 3&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3&lt;/b&gt; - The number of &lt;span&gt;documentaries&lt;/span&gt; viewed (&lt;i&gt;Last Train Home (China), Orgasm Inc. (USA), Conan O’Brien: Can’t Stop (USA)&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;20&lt;/b&gt; - The number of films viewed in &lt;span&gt;May&lt;/span&gt;, the busiest movie-viewing month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt; - The number of films from &lt;span&gt;Russia&lt;/span&gt; viewed (&lt;i&gt;Night Watcher&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4&lt;/b&gt; - The number of &lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Japan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; films viewed (&lt;i&gt;Map of the Sounds of Tokyo, Rain Fall, Departures, Sayonara Itsuka&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6&lt;/b&gt; - The number of &lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hong Kong&lt;/span&gt; and/or &lt;span&gt;China&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; viewed (&lt;i&gt;Last Train Home, Cell Phone, True Women for Sale, Brain and Bullet, China Strike Force, Bodyguards and Assassins&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7&lt;/b&gt; – The number of films from &lt;span&gt;South Korea&lt;/span&gt; viewed (&lt;i&gt;Treeless Mountain, The Housemaid, The Man from Nowhere, The Servant, Paju, Over the Rainbow, The Chaser&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;14&lt;/b&gt; - The number of films from &lt;span&gt;France&lt;/span&gt; viewed (&lt;i&gt;Coco Chanel &amp;amp; Ignor Stravinsky, Heartbreaker, Chambermaid on the Titanic, The Last Mistress, I’ve Loved You So Long, Three Colors: White, The Illusionist, Change of Plans, The Sentiment of the Flesh, Mademoiselle Chambon, Heading South, I Do, The Princess of Montpensier, Private Property&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;104&lt;/b&gt; - The number of &lt;span&gt;US&lt;/span&gt; movies viewed in 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;14&lt;/b&gt; - The number of countries of which movies I viewed (Denmark, France, Greece, Hong Kong/China, Italy, Japan, Mexico, Russia, South Korea, Spain, Sweden, Taiwan, UK, USA).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4&lt;/b&gt; - The number of &lt;span&gt;animated&lt;/span&gt; films viewed (&lt;i&gt;Tangled, 9, The Illusionist, Jackboots on Whitehall&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;63&lt;/b&gt; - The number of &lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;dramati&lt;/span&gt;c&lt;/span&gt; films viewed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;29&lt;/b&gt; – The number of &lt;span&gt;comedy&lt;/span&gt; films viewed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;30&lt;/b&gt; - The number of films viewed via &lt;span&gt;streaming&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;81&lt;/b&gt; - The number of films on DVD borrowed from the local &lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;librar&lt;/span&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7&lt;/b&gt; - The number of films viewed on the &lt;span&gt;big screen&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;i&gt;Black Swan, Something Borrowed, Bridesmaids, Midnight in Paris, Captain America, Drive, Twilight Breaking Dawn, Part 1&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6&lt;/b&gt; – The number of &lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; films viewed (&lt;i&gt;Chamber of Secrets, Prisoner of Azkaban, Goblet of Fire, Half-Blood Prince, Deathly Hallows Part 1 and 2&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4&lt;/b&gt; - The number of films based on&lt;span&gt; &lt;span&gt;super-heroes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or&lt;span&gt; &lt;span&gt;crime fighter&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; viewed (&lt;i&gt;Captain America, Thor, Transformers: Dark of the Moon, Green Horne&lt;/i&gt;t).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1982&lt;/b&gt; - &lt;span&gt;Oldest&lt;/span&gt; film viewed (&lt;i&gt;Tron)&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Films viewed in 2011 that &lt;span&gt;stood out&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;i&gt;True Grit, Drive, Crazy Stupid Love, The Princess of Montpensier (France), 3:10 to Yuma, Source Code, Buried, The Man from Nowhere (Korea), The Girl Who Kicked the Hornet’s Nest (Sweden), Downton Abbey (UK), Hanna, Michael Clayton, Sucker Punch, The Servant (SKorea&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The trend is I'm viewing more films every year and I'm accessing more movies from the library. On the decline are the number of films from Japan, South Korea and HK/China. The causes of this downturn is I'm buying fewer Asian movies on disc and the switch last summer to Netflix's stream-only program, whose Foreign - Asian category is sorely wanting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's my movie recap by-the-numbers&lt;a href="http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/01/movies-of-2010.html"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;span &gt;last year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for reading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-3508574212441267979?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/3508574212441267979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=3508574212441267979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/3508574212441267979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/3508574212441267979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2012/01/movies-of-2011.html' title='Movies of 2011'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-8220773772851893199</id><published>2011-12-25T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T08:06:48.192-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Nuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AJaHwZpuNdI/Tve6XK_QnAI/AAAAAAAACJ4/VxCVzxHbXn0/s1600/trail-mix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 255px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690221561455352834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AJaHwZpuNdI/Tve6XK_QnAI/AAAAAAAACJ4/VxCVzxHbXn0/s320/trail-mix.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everyone should be aware of the nutritional value of nuts and their importance for one's overall diet. Tree nuts are often good sources of protein and fiber and are high in healthy fats. They also contain several vitamins and minerals. Peanuts are often included with nuts, though they are really a legume. Like all plants, nuts and legumes contain no cholesterol. Nuts, especially almonds, hazelnuts, peanuts, pecans, some pine nuts, pistachio nuts and walnuts, are heart-healthy, may lower bad cholesterol, and may reduce the risk of heart disease. For those watching their weight and caloric intake, the fat, protein and fiber in nuts help you feel full longer, so you may eat less during the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In the past, the only nuts I ate were the ones that come wrapped in chocolate and waxed paper, e.g. &lt;em&gt;Peanut M&amp;amp;Ms&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Hershey's&lt;/em&gt; milk chocolate and almonds. Even with the hard-to-resist chocolate, these were rarely eaten mostly because I was concerned about the sugar (candy's not good for anyone) and because I had this belief that nuts would have an effect on my adult acne because nuts are "yeet hay."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;One day on impulse I grabbed a bag of trail mix at the market. The idea that chocolate &lt;em&gt;M&amp;amp;Ms&lt;/em&gt; sprinkled with the nuts was an inducement. The certainty that I wouldn't bite down on candy every bite was encouraging. I'd sprinkle an ounce of trail mix into my bowl of oatmeal in the morning. The raisins (I add extra raisins separately) and chocolate helped to sweeten the oatmeal so I didn't have to prrepare it with added sugar. The nuts made me feel sated a little longer until lunchtime. In the afternoon I'll snack on another handful to tie me til dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I've been eating nuts for months now and am glad that I've seen no adverse effects on my skin. I've had to dispel girl-child's fear of nuts that I brainwashed her into believing so she'd be willing to snack on them. Of course, her body's unique and her teen acne - which, I believe, is a whole other animal than adult acne - may or may not increase. My experience should mean something though and hopefully she'll reap the benefits of nuts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-8220773772851893199?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/8220773772851893199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=8220773772851893199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/8220773772851893199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/8220773772851893199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/12/nuts.html' title='Nuts'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AJaHwZpuNdI/Tve6XK_QnAI/AAAAAAAACJ4/VxCVzxHbXn0/s72-c/trail-mix.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726204891826229749.post-5039322102585825622</id><published>2011-12-24T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T14:35:13.263-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sport'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Glutinous rice balls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r1hdOgQPLuk/TvZ1vsm7s2I/AAAAAAAACJg/HcqSsNroIJc/s1600/tongyuen.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 333px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689864641517957986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r1hdOgQPLuk/TvZ1vsm7s2I/AAAAAAAACJg/HcqSsNroIJc/s400/tongyuen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Once I put in my "request" last week to Mom about putting together for me a care package of &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;tong yuen&lt;/span&gt;, it was no competition which event I looked more forward to. Savoring this hot bowl of soup and chewy, glutinous rice balls or Christmas Day to finally roll around and get over itself. On the eve of the eve of Christmas, I brought Mom to dimsum at a &lt;em&gt;nicer&lt;/em&gt; Chinese restaurant, at which time she handed over a large container of the soup and another container of the uncooked glutinous rice balls. Couldn't wait to get home to gobble it down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think the reason I'm not feeling Christmas so much this year is because 1) I managed to avoid the stores by keeping visits to a minimum, and also 2) inuring myself to the sounds and sights of yuletide cheer wherever I did go. When stores start hailing the commercial Christmas holiday at Thanksgiving - or before, in some instances - it's easy to become desensitized to the whole celebration. I don't expect it to be any other way. So, what I can do - and teach the kiddies to do if they're up for it - is to experience Christmas spiritually.... and once we've done that we can look forward to the end-of-year deals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tong yuen festival time comes around only once a year and this little pleasure warms my heart more than that other &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;thing&lt;/span&gt; on most everyone's mind this time of year (see above). I'm still not talking about the NFL football play-offs, escapes to Hawaii, or reuniting with loved ones. There's great delight in tong yuen because of the rarity in which it is eaten and of who's prepared it. Mom's delicious tong yuen conjures memories of the simpler and carefree time of my youth; when my body could take in without undesirable side effects to my blood sugar level multiple servings of the stuff. That she's still on this earth and able to prepare it is that for which I am thankful, again, this season. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-5039322102585825622?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/5039322102585825622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=5039322102585825622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/5039322102585825622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/5039322102585825622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/12/glutinous-rice-balls.html' title='Glutinous rice balls'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r1hdOgQPLuk/TvZ1vsm7s2I/AAAAAAAACJg/HcqSsNroIJc/s72-c/tongyuen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726204891826229749.post-4325733699096016407</id><published>2011-12-16T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T19:23:38.122-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daniel Wu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>Patchwork</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TNVAdnp35DY/TuuXoTd-PoI/AAAAAAAACJU/XRVEHW0PttM/s1600/patch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686805673161932418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TNVAdnp35DY/TuuXoTd-PoI/AAAAAAAACJU/XRVEHW0PttM/s320/patch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Recently underwent an allergen patch test. This is where small amounts of various common allergens are adhered to your skin via a large patch - 3 patches in my case, 27 allergens - on your back to test for allergic reactions. This test is different from skin tests performed by allergists in that the allergen patch test administered by a dermatologist is concerned with things like substances that come into contact with the skin, as opposed to foods we eat or particles we ingest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What prompted me to undergo this test was a persistent rash that developed a little while ago. Neither over-the-counter nor prescribed medications from a family doctor seemed to work. Turned to a specialist who prescribed another form of topical corticosteroid which seemed to provide relief one week only to have the problem recur the next when I stopped the meds thinking the problem was gone. My skin was subjected to an uncomfortable, vicious cycle these few months. There was even a biopsy done somewhere in there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I decided to go with the patch test to get to the bottom of this. Doctor taped the patches onto my back, marked me up with a medical marker, and left me to it for 48 hours. There were some itchy moments during that time. It might've been the tape or the chemicals bugging me whenever my back was pressed against something, or just the fact of having foreign objects plastered to my back. A serious reaction would result in fluid-filled blisters but I didn't have the sensation that was happening (whew). And no showers either. After 48 hours, another visit to the doc's office where the patches were removed, more ink to ID the grids of allergens, a quick exam, and I was on my way again for the next 24 hours to see if any further reactions would occur. It's a process! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So what did I learn? I am allergic to &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;cortisone&lt;/span&gt; - tada. I've only been using it - in topical prescription and non-prescription form - for years. Ack! Cortisone's only like the most common go-to drug whenever a skin irritation is involved. What's been happening was the cortisone seemed to be working only bc it was suppressing the itching as well as any allergic reaction, and when I stopped using the drug the irritation returned along with inflammation from the reaction. I am so glad we figured this out. Now maybe I'll finally get somewhere with the little annoying rash. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There were a couple of additional allergens I won't mention that we discovered I should avoid, and a lot of ink that I needed assistance in scrubbing off my back. Where is &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Daniel Wu&lt;/span&gt; when you need him? I'm convinced he's the most effective for this sort of clean-up. ;p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-4325733699096016407?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/4325733699096016407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=4325733699096016407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/4325733699096016407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/4325733699096016407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/12/patchwork.html' title='Patchwork'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TNVAdnp35DY/TuuXoTd-PoI/AAAAAAAACJU/XRVEHW0PttM/s72-c/patch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726204891826229749.post-3977045621791936788</id><published>2011-12-14T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T12:35:02.216-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hallyu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Las Vegas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><title type='text'>Hello SHINee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This one song may have converted me to a K-Popper. Ignore the excessive and obnoxious cloying of pretty-boys in the video and focus on the music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;iframe height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/skZxb5sBoiU" frameborder="0" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stood outside a side entrance of MGM Grand LV under darkening skies and lowering temps as the time drew nearer for the pop stars to materialize on the red carpet. I had to remain alert for the lucky toss of a free T-shirt or poster. The excited crowd, comprised mostly of squealy teenaged girls, were well-behaved and nary a jostle did I have to endure. Exchanged pleasantries with a couple of moms in my immediate vicinity. The event hosts trying to keep the crowd roused. The deejay kept us entertained with continuous, pulsing K-pop music throughout and then the moment came to the opening synth notes of this particular song, and then I "felt" it. Enough to where all other noise and thoughts of my aching back and legs evaporated as I concentrated on listening in earnest. It was weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-3977045621791936788?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/3977045621791936788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=3977045621791936788&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/3977045621791936788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/3977045621791936788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/12/hello-shinee.html' title='Hello SHINee'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/skZxb5sBoiU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726204891826229749.post-1010864828332428376</id><published>2011-12-09T13:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T13:20:43.624-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hallyu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Las Vegas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B2ST'/><title type='text'>B2ST Shock Fiction Beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's a longer video of &lt;strong&gt;B2ST&lt;/strong&gt;, performing live in a first-ever at Las Vegas. The boys sing &lt;em&gt;Shock&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Fiction&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Beautiful&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/skvdCofMr3Q" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-1010864828332428376?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/1010864828332428376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=1010864828332428376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/1010864828332428376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/1010864828332428376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/12/b2st-shock-fiction-beautiful.html' title='B2ST Shock Fiction Beautiful'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/skvdCofMr3Q/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726204891826229749.post-3694327450967953150</id><published>2011-12-09T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T13:22:39.415-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hallyu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Las Vegas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B2ST'/><title type='text'>B2ST Breath</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ought to post my videos here as an FYI. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the one with &lt;strong&gt;B2ST&lt;/strong&gt; performing &lt;em&gt;Breath&lt;/em&gt; at the first &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Billboard KPop Masters&lt;/span&gt; concert in Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YF3YSwToepg" frameborder="0" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-3694327450967953150?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/3694327450967953150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=3694327450967953150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/3694327450967953150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/3694327450967953150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/12/ought-to-post-it-here-as-well-as-fyi.html' title='B2ST Breath'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/YF3YSwToepg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726204891826229749.post-9000393276652417235</id><published>2011-11-28T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T10:37:40.127-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T.V.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MP3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Las Vegas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B2ST'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hallyu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>A peek at live K-pop</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The &lt;a href="http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/10/kpop.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;much-anticipated music event&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;on Black Friday arrived and we were off to Vegas via &lt;em&gt;Spirit Airlines&lt;/em&gt;. Never heard of this company until shopping for flights. Hadn't heard of any serious flight mishaps from &lt;em&gt;Spirit&lt;/em&gt; so figured it was probably all right to use them. Super-budget fares but you pay as you go for the necessities, e.g. 3 levels of pricing for seats based on location and leg-room, carry-on bags, checked bags, and in-flight refreshments including water (!). It's bare bones in terms of conveniences and comfort. Almost surprised they didn't have passengers pushing the plane out onto the runway. Check out these vinyl seats on Spirit, or are they leather? Vinyl would be cheaper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r_0zLhrEfas/TtQDtJasEgI/AAAAAAAACGg/kt_XDwDH0fA/s1600/spirit.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 193px; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680169104177893890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r_0zLhrEfas/TtQDtJasEgI/AAAAAAAACGg/kt_XDwDH0fA/s200/spirit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was impossible to check-in online the day before even though that's what they advise. They must deliberately disable anyone from logging in to their site bc it threw up when I tried numerous times. I tried with my password, the &lt;em&gt;Spirit&lt;/em&gt; flight confirmation # and an account # but no dice. I requested my "forgotten" password to have it, or a new one, emailed but one never came. This isn't too bad because this just means going through the hassle of checking-in at the airport counter and printing boarding passes then. However, come next year, &lt;em&gt;Spirit's&lt;/em&gt; going to start charging to print boarding passes at the counter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The day before traveling, and rather belatedly, I read a few consumer reviews for &lt;em&gt;Spirit&lt;/em&gt;. The stories I came across - including the inability to login to their website - had me worried. Couldn't help feeling nervous about using this outfit for fear of unnecessary charges, cancelled flights, rude workers, etc. that the bad reviews talked about. Fortunately, my worries were unjustified as everything went totally smoothly and we arrived on-time (on both flights). I was a happy flyer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680169903220897858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c_wQjAvmpYM/TtQEbqFYuEI/AAAAAAAACG4/HZjwK1eNzmQ/s320/strip.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m01WT8PNvAY/TtQD9ktCOKI/AAAAAAAACGs/5-dU0Lsa2bE/s1600/MGM.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 241px; HEIGHT: 188px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680169386380507298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m01WT8PNvAY/TtQD9ktCOKI/AAAAAAAACGs/5-dU0Lsa2bE/s200/MGM.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Feeling glamorous in a flashy hotel, lah. When we reached the entrance to the MGM Grand, there were bunches of young Asian girls milling about anticipating the arrival of one of their crushes/stars. A trio of long hair, super-skinny jeans and fresh faces informed me they were expecting B2ST who just touched down at the airport. I did note a couple of frazzled-looking, Asian photographer-types toting expensive camera equipment at the airport's Arrival area. We had time to spare so girl-child and I hung around the lobby for a chance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to see the tired, young faces of her favorite K-pop band. After 45 minutes, did we see them? Not a chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Next up after checking-in was the &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Billboard KPOP Masters&lt;/span&gt; red carpet event taking place at MGM Grand only on Day 1. Both girl-child and I were armed with cameras to better our chances of actually capturing something decipherable. We took up positions in different places as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o0RTuhMNYK0/TtQEwMbku2I/AAAAAAAACHE/jdZFm0e7sEM/s1600/redcarpet.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680170256038148962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o0RTuhMNYK0/TtQEwMbku2I/AAAAAAAACHE/jdZFm0e7sEM/s320/redcarpet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A first red carpet event for us. The privileged press get up front and effectively block the riff-raff's view. The host talked to each group who posed at 3 spots. The only other celebrity to show up was an Omar Miller who's from &lt;em&gt;CSI: Miami&lt;/em&gt; (who?). Between the two of us, with my height advantage and steady arms, I managed to snag the better shots of the artists and I'll just post a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B2ST. Also known as Beast. Girl-child's hearththrob, Yoseob, is second from the left. The best-looking member, perhaps, is missing. I can't even name him. He was busy filming his series. Wonder if the other members are jealous or feel any resentment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BinxuWMIA3U/TtQFKBJXE9I/AAAAAAAACHQ/Hus-NgtaImA/s1600/beast.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680170699685565394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BinxuWMIA3U/TtQFKBJXE9I/AAAAAAAACHQ/Hus-NgtaImA/s320/beast.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;G.NA. Gina's Canada-grown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5mPIzD3kakE/TtQFnCQ89LI/AAAAAAAACHc/j3dzNBxfjIM/s1600/G.Na.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680171198202049714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5mPIzD3kakE/TtQFnCQ89LI/AAAAAAAACHc/j3dzNBxfjIM/s320/G.Na.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;TVXQ. There used to be 6 or 7 members in TVXQ; now they're whittled down to these two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n0KDMSK3hR4/TtQF6V-j2lI/AAAAAAAACHo/UluItE1KDqc/s1600/Tvxq.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680171529911130706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n0KDMSK3hR4/TtQF6V-j2lI/AAAAAAAACHo/UluItE1KDqc/s320/Tvxq.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The KPOP Masters concert began punctually at 8pm. There was an opening number by Jabbawockeez. They were frontrunners or won America's Got Talent and were doing a gig nearby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-be8M5T0fL2I/TtQGZggoUOI/AAAAAAAACH0/SUG-WMDdeOs/s1600/jabbawoceez.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 255px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680172065314328802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-be8M5T0fL2I/TtQGZggoUOI/AAAAAAAACH0/SUG-WMDdeOs/s320/jabbawoceez.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;B2ST were up first performing 4 songs - &lt;em&gt;Breath, Shock, Fiction&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Beautiful&lt;/em&gt;. I noticed K-Pop groups do a lot of calisthenics, er, choreography when they perform and is enjoyable to watch. Never a dull moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2yTulCiwUa4/TtQHNv4FPoI/AAAAAAAACIk/rpOrU6eODZ8/s1600/beast2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680172962792423042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2yTulCiwUa4/TtQHNv4FPoI/AAAAAAAACIk/rpOrU6eODZ8/s320/beast2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4Minute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alivenotdead.com/batch.download.php?aid=10567716" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680172600870750370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AQ7p76xxl-Y/TtQG4rnOyKI/AAAAAAAACIA/8A-Dt37FtC0/s320/4minute.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sistar. Loved their glittery gold dresses and dance moves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yvcmKA-dYi0/TtQHFXOEWHI/AAAAAAAACIY/uD2RjPevTJw/s1600/sistar2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680172818734798962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yvcmKA-dYi0/TtQHFXOEWHI/AAAAAAAACIY/uD2RjPevTJw/s320/sistar2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MBLAQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alivenotdead.com/batch.download.php?aid=10567721" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uHP15Z7OZdU/TtQHAfNOwQI/AAAAAAAACIM/WRSE9KIGMBU/s1600/mblaq.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 251px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680172734979424514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uHP15Z7OZdU/TtQHAfNOwQI/AAAAAAAACIM/WRSE9KIGMBU/s320/mblaq.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Brown Eyed Girls performing &lt;em&gt;Abracadabra&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 237px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680173093165539906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sPllIe95a8c/TtQHVVjdIkI/AAAAAAAACIw/ABMmf-Gzx_0/s320/Browneyedgirls.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;TVXQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680903337337924994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fjc6qvtyTe8/TtaffJFbrYI/AAAAAAAACJI/lq-jXr1wxa8/s320/tvxq2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The tour shirt. The organizers approached this first-ever event conservatively, offering only one t-shirt, one poster and one picture book for sale. Day 2 featured &lt;em&gt;Shinee&lt;/em&gt; which is another popular boy band and whose song "Hello" I'm currently enamored with. I heard that they ran out of shirts on Day 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alivenotdead.com/batch.download.php?aid=10567727" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ATSJPETAlk/TtQHbg2nSJI/AAAAAAAACI8/_30v3ZRTZA4/s1600/PopT.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680173199277901970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2ATSJPETAlk/TtQHbg2nSJI/AAAAAAAACI8/_30v3ZRTZA4/s320/PopT.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The entire show was about two and half hours and it was a lot to take in with a combined seven artists/groups. One camera battery gave out mid-concert and the other just barely squeaked by to the finale. Luckily B2ST were on first and girl-child managed to record their entire performance. I wish she hadn't zoomed in on Yoseob so much. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe this concert was one of the first of its kind in the US to bring together so many artists in such a large venue. Day 1 was barely attended which must be somewhat of a disapppointment considering the arena has over 16,000-seat capacity and roughly 25% seats were filled, if that. There was a VIP event initially organized - at $150 a pop - but was cancelled due to low interest. Buying cheap seats for the show worked out for me but there were many unfortunates who paid top dollar ($300+) for floor seats many of which were later opened to anyone with a ticket (minor stampede ensued). Had this event been organized/promoted farther in advance beyond just the six weeks, I think they would've gotten more publicity and increased the event's visibility. Promoting a concert happening the day after Thanksgiving and targeted at teen girls is also a bit of a difficult sell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a fantastic and memorable time. It's good to be exposed to new things. I have to admit I was a little xenophobic about K-pop for a long time - there is that language barrier - but I'm glad to say I've acquired an appreciation for the music (but not the hip-hop) and the artists. I now also have something I can talk with girl-child about... not that I foresee that happening much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-9000393276652417235?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/9000393276652417235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=9000393276652417235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/9000393276652417235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/9000393276652417235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/11/peek-at-live-k-pop.html' title='A peek at live K-pop'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r_0zLhrEfas/TtQDtJasEgI/AAAAAAAACGg/kt_XDwDH0fA/s72-c/spirit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726204891826229749.post-7273740627170152486</id><published>2011-11-28T07:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T07:57:24.884-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Turkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ivrpMDj85QI/TtOvJdEmkCI/AAAAAAAACGU/E3T7gfw82KE/s1600/turkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680076132001943586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ivrpMDj85QI/TtOvJdEmkCI/AAAAAAAACGU/E3T7gfw82KE/s320/turkey.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Did something different this Thanksgiving with the turkey - split it down the middle before baking. Not a whole lot of logic behind it except to promote faster cooking...but isn't conducive to any stuffing, which is fine cos I don't usually do a stuffing. Left in the little temperature doodad that came installed in the frozen bird. It never popped out to indicate the meat was cooked which is a reason there's a huge cut by the thigh where I checked for done-ness. For some reason this turkey tasted better than all previous turkeys. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-7273740627170152486?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/7273740627170152486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=7273740627170152486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/7273740627170152486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/7273740627170152486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/11/turkey.html' title='Turkey'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ivrpMDj85QI/TtOvJdEmkCI/AAAAAAAACGU/E3T7gfw82KE/s72-c/turkey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726204891826229749.post-2069754442428751568</id><published>2011-11-22T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T19:31:45.324-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gadget'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><title type='text'>New ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--s2wpX6HK-s/Tsxl5MlwpZI/AAAAAAAACFw/n8nlY6WVU14/s1600/prius.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678025263513904530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--s2wpX6HK-s/Tsxl5MlwpZI/AAAAAAAACFw/n8nlY6WVU14/s320/prius.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Got that car I never wanted (Not complainin'!). We'd been toying with the idea of getting a small hybrid. I did not prefer the "small" part. Well, almost anything's smaller than the cars that occupied our garage last week. Finally decided to downsize and upgrade to a Toyota hybrid. If it hadn't been for the earthquake/tsunami earlier this year, we may have acted sooner. Also, the $1000 instant cash rebate wasn't going to hang around forever...or perhaps it may depending on Toyota sales leading into December. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When owning the car was just an idea, I'd been thinking about a red one but in the end let Mr. Peach roll with pearl white. Actually, there were no reds on the sales lot which says a lot. From experience it's hard to resale a red car. Now we'll look just like everyone else on the road in their little Toyoter Priuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The above is a quickee shot I took with my phone right before I test-drove the car that eventually came home with me. After the photo was uploaded on various sites, I was impressed by its perfectness. So perfectly-positioned and no cropping!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mr. Peach said he woke up in a cold sweat when the impact of what he'd done when he bought the car had finally hit him. He said he felt empty and was missing his Lexus luxury sedan of six years. That car did become to feel too big. A boat, it was. In fact, so smooth that it induced motion sickness in girl-child after 5 seconds riding that car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the fact that hubby's in no danger of being elbowed out of the way to get behind the wheel say something? Not even at times reaching 100 mpg? I still love my car even with the warning lights that light up more often and in a portentous way. This is the other reason we got the Toyota - my luxury SUV is beginning to act up. Dangit. When it goes, it will be downsized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Handling a smaller car is something to get used to again. The stereo speakers leave much to be desired after rockin' out in the SUV's cabin with the Bose. Ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-2069754442428751568?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/2069754442428751568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=2069754442428751568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/2069754442428751568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/2069754442428751568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-ride.html' title='New ride'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--s2wpX6HK-s/Tsxl5MlwpZI/AAAAAAAACFw/n8nlY6WVU14/s72-c/prius.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726204891826229749.post-5030135424729993014</id><published>2011-10-30T17:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T07:39:58.712-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Vanilla leaves</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nV8pyTFwi80/Tq6yz9oDycI/AAAAAAAACFY/6ViefkRJ2Ns/s1600/shortbread.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nV8pyTFwi80/Tq6yz9oDycI/AAAAAAAACFY/6ViefkRJ2Ns/s320/shortbread.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669665586691688898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;In recent baking news I whipped up a batch of leaf-shaped vanilla shortbread for the little ones (this time deviating from heart shapes to be "seasonal"). This is one of the simplest recipes I have for a treat the kiddies go hog-wild over. It uses, um, an unhealthy amount of butter and a generous amount of sugar. I can dress them up with colored sugar crystals or leave 'em bare. It doesn't matter what they look like because they'll be gobbled up just the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The occasion for pulling out this recipe was girl-child's return to normal foods on the heels of nearly two weeks of a very boring low-iodine diet. The low-iodine diet was imposed for medical reasons and, thankfully, temporarily. Foods we take for granted were necessarily made scarce, such as dairy, most breads, burgers, chips, candy, etc. Girl-child was a trooper throughout yet we both counted down the days she could have her tasty favorites like potato fries, sourdough bread with loads of butter, milk, and mint chocolate chip ice cream. In the middle of her restricted diet, girl-child asked that when she returned to normal foods, could I bake her favorite vanilla shortbread. Of course I can, baby. You did good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-5030135424729993014?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/5030135424729993014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=5030135424729993014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/5030135424729993014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/5030135424729993014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/10/vanilla-leaves.html' title='Vanilla leaves'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nV8pyTFwi80/Tq6yz9oDycI/AAAAAAAACFY/6ViefkRJ2Ns/s72-c/shortbread.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726204891826229749.post-527195762543651221</id><published>2011-10-23T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T10:39:58.219-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lord of the Rings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Lord of the Rings concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended an &lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)" href="http://www.lordoftheringsinconcert.com/category/about/#"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;LOTR: The Fellowship of the Ring&lt;/span&gt; concert&lt;/a&gt; this weekend. Purchased the tickets back in July to attend with littler girl-child. She's wild about the books, movies and original soundtracks for all three films. Back in June she was immersed in playing the music on her piano - and sometimes the violin - and I'd wondered whether her interest would hold for the next three months. Well, she still plays the music on her instruments, yet even had her interest in playing waned she'd certainly enjoy experiencing the music played live - via symphony orchestra, chorus, boy's choir and soloist - to the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 411px; HEIGHT: 308px" id="and_img_0_10437388" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/10/23/11/16256_201110231117371.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Gotta have subtitles when the music gets loud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 410px; HEIGHT: 308px" id="and_img_1_10437154" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/10/23/11/16256_201110231112273.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Everyone's in on this one - soloist, chorus and musicians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 411px; HEIGHT: 308px" id="and_img_2_10437157" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/10/23/11/16256_201110231112276.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;There were a few goodies from the film on display. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 412px; HEIGHT: 309px" id="and_img_3_10437152" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/10/23/11/16256_201110231112271.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;L to R: Numenorian helm, Elendil's helm, High Elven helm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 412px; HEIGHT: 309px" id="and_img_4_10437153" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/10/23/11/16256_201110231112272.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;L to R: Gimli's helm and battle axe, Moria Orc helm, Sauron's helm and gauntlet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 411px; HEIGHT: 308px" id="and_img_5_10437158" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/10/23/11/16256_201110231112277.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;L to R: Sam's feet and ears, Shards of Narsil, Legolas' white knife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Baddies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 360px; HEIGHT: 452px" id="and_img_6_10437155" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/10/23/11/16256_201110231112274.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 361px; HEIGHT: 532px" id="and_img_7_10437156" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/10/23/11/16256_201110231112275.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to concerts for &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;The Two Towers&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;The Return of the King&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;The Hobbit&lt;/span&gt; film.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-527195762543651221?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/527195762543651221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=527195762543651221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/527195762543651221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/527195762543651221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/10/lord-of-rings-concert.html' title='Lord of the Rings concert'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-2204287100119738388</id><published>2011-10-22T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T12:18:09.584-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hallyu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Las Vegas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B2ST'/><title type='text'>KPOP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've  got this little do to look forward to next month. The sooner I get  October over and done with, the better. This month has been a bear and I'm hoping by the time we head into  November, things will be looking brighter. So I'm so looking forward to  the Thanksgiving break and to this show which, by the way, is a gift to  my beautiful girl-child - who's been so understanding amidst the current  storm - and our chance to bond over this unprecedented outing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alivenotdead.com/batch.download.php?aid=10423672" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 197px; height: 233px;" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/10/20/05/16256_201110200556291.thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alivenotdead.com/batch.download.php?aid=10427103" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 196px; height: 444px;" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/10/21/01/16256_201110210151501.thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only group on the list I know about is&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Beast_%28South_Korean_band%29"&gt;Beast (B2ST)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  and the reason I know about them is because girl-child has their  posters and pictures taped to her bedroom walls. She's enamored with the  member named Yang Yo-seob. It was she who informed me of this  mega-concert taking place in Las Vegas. It wasn't the first time she's  mentioned a show in which &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beast&lt;/span&gt;  was performing. This time, however, I went ahead and bought the tix as a  surprise. She was very pleased, to say the least, and she might just be  nice to me until the day of the show. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked her if she'd feel embarrassed to attend this concert with me, the  parental unit. She said she wouldn't be because I was pretty. She's  smooth. And truthful, right?? ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she's going to love her first concert. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-2204287100119738388?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/2204287100119738388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=2204287100119738388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/2204287100119738388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/2204287100119738388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/10/kpop.html' title='KPOP'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-1024706156923268239</id><published>2011-10-07T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T13:04:42.437-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Francisco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chinatown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Red bean yumyum</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;Mom made me some red  bean goh. She made them because I complained about the pastry shop always selling out of their red bean pastry whenever I get there - which is to say never early enough. Not sure of the ingredients - I should know it! - but it was  delicious. There's a lot of red bean in the center which could be seen if these were flipped over. Not too sweet because that's the way I swing.  Because I've got this thing against white sugar, I only ate a corner  while the fam gobbled up the rest. Through trial and error, mom's  perfected the recipe. I ought to learn how to make this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_0_10262384" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/09/16/10/16256_201109161040311.thumb.jpg" style="width: 385px; height: 289px;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-1024706156923268239?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/1024706156923268239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=1024706156923268239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/1024706156923268239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/1024706156923268239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/10/red-bean-yumyum.html' title='Red bean yumyum'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-1727122609536461996</id><published>2011-09-10T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T18:19:56.540-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>summer of ice cream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm actually not a  big fan of ice cream. There may be gallons of the stuff in the fridge at  times, like in the summer, and it would be safe from me. For desserts  if I do indulge, I usually go for the more decadent sweets like cakes or  souffles or &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;tiramisu&lt;/span&gt;  (!). If we're out at the mall or strolling by shops. it's the kiddies  who get to eat the stuff. Ice cream doesn't do much for me. Until the  summer of 2011, that is. It seems like more ice cream has passed through  my lips in the last few months than at any other time over age 17. I  was having to workout harder and more often to burn off the extra  calories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK,  a grand total of 4 trips to creameries isn't much to worry over my  waistline. A scoop or two here and there on travels or while out and  about ain't gonna give me a heart attack. The good, rich stuff made with real milk. It's a lot for this peach though.  I've always been nothing but a picture of self-restraint  (self-denial?). :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some dainty ice cream treats. Live a little already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_0_10240095" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/09/11/09/16256_201109110905071.thumb.jpg" style="width: 285px; height: 379px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_1_10240096" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/09/11/09/16256_201109110905072.thumb.jpg" style="width: 286px; height: 380px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_2_10240098" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/09/11/09/16256_201109110905074.thumb.jpg" style="width: 330px; height: 248px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_3_10240097" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/09/11/09/16256_201109110905073.thumb.jpg" style="width: 282px; height: 375px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have to get my paws on some good &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 2);"&gt;mango&lt;/span&gt; ice cream. Oh, and I used to lurve &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;pistachio&lt;/span&gt; flavor! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-1727122609536461996?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/1727122609536461996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=1727122609536461996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/1727122609536461996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/1727122609536461996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/09/summer-of-ice-cream.html' title='summer of ice cream'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-7362331947678273058</id><published>2011-08-26T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T16:36:17.670-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Netflix'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><title type='text'>Relationships change</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;I'd sorta let these  accumulate atop my DVD player. To be shredded and recycled. It stops  here though. After years and years of a relationship that's been mostly  physical, we've gone exclusively to electronic. Not cool that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Netflix&lt;/span&gt; decided to charge nearly double for the plan I had a month ago. I get they want  more customers to stream and I hope the company has  plans to improve their streaming selection. Their library consists of  mostly older, unpopular stuff right now. This didn't prevent me from  creating a long queue but it's a queue of less-compelling titles which  has not inspired me to watch any of them any sooner. This streaming plan is starting out totally under-utilized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_0_10155921" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/08/23/23/16256_201108232347591.thumb.jpg" style="width: 408px; height: 305px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Something  I did recently was to acquire my own library card. For the last few  years I'd been using my kids' cards to borrow books and DVDs. The new  card has been designated for requesting newer DVDs. And it's all free if  I can endure the wait and being limited to a maximum of 10 holds at any time.  There's always Redbox. I'm sure gonna miss my European movies.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-7362331947678273058?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/7362331947678273058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=7362331947678273058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/7362331947678273058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/7362331947678273058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/08/relationships-change.html' title='Relationships change'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-3407107597088121257</id><published>2011-08-26T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T18:21:34.368-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daly City'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Split</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's  been ages since I've had a banana split. Likely not since my high  school days when I last sat down at a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family:arial;" &gt;Peppermill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Restaurant in Daly City  and underwent self-inflicted torture. Their splits had all the bells  and whistles but was served on a round platter and under a mountain of  whipped cream. Perhaps the scoops of ice cream weren't overly-generous  and were standard-sized but one couldn't tell under the white goop of  artificial chemicals, er, whipped cream. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Took the little ones to  a Knudsen's Creamery, a family-owned ice cream parlor and restaurant over in Castro Valley.  To make myself feel better that summer break is coming to an end, I  needed a treat served up, pronto. It was a tough call between a scoop of  mango ice cream and the banana split. I had all lunch to decide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what they call the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Banana Junior&lt;/span&gt;. It sure&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; looked&lt;/span&gt; like a regular split except for one-half of a sliced banana instead of the whole fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is before....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_0_10173077" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/08/27/06/16256_201108270651201.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After,,,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_1_10173078" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/08/27/06/16256_201108270651202.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was a happy diner. It was a little tight around my strained tummy for a bit. No guilt except it'll be just vegetables for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-3407107597088121257?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/3407107597088121257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=3407107597088121257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/3407107597088121257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/3407107597088121257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/08/split.html' title='Split'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-8339967735004956214</id><published>2011-08-08T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T16:40:57.171-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Francisco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daly City'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='junior high'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Backstreet Boys'/><title type='text'>Bollocks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;I woke up one morning  thinking about the department store I'd spent hours browsing in as an  early-teen. Couldn't place the name - it is one of those long-gone  stores. My friends and I would occasionally visit the mall that housed  this store and we used to run-walk through it to reach the bus stop  located at its back entrance. The store was once an anchor inside  Stonestown Shopping Center, the mall which was later renovated and  renamed Stonestown Galleria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My  buds and I used to take the bus to any number of nearby malls. Just  partaking in the ol' pastime of hanging out in the relative safety of a  mall. Eat some junk, spend a little scarce money on stationary, clothes  and trinkets, meet up with friends and acquaintances, kill time. Some  kids congregated everyday after school and on weekends at such places. I  remember sometimes feeling intimidated walking through a mall and  getting stink eyes from complete strangers of similar age and gender.  Even the admiring looks from boys of similar age was not worth the risk  of being confronted by the more aggressive girls itching for anything to  break the monotony of their teenage existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy,  pre-renov Stonestown, as I recall, didn't have a whole lot to intrigue a  girl. And the place was so dead. For us, the no-name department store  and 2-screen theater were probably the only attractions. The store was  upscale and provided hours of amusement as we browsed through the  different designer merchandise. I used to think this would be the type  of place I'd shop in when I grew up. My friends and I would peruse the  evening dresses to locate the perfect styles to wear to hypothetical  proms and formals with our crushes. ;p I purchased at this place the  most perfect, leather flats everyone admired. There was even a moment I  thought I'd be jumped at a club just for these flats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  name of the store didn't come to me right away. "Bollocks" kept coming  to mind but that obviously couldn't be it. I forgot about it until later  when I came upon the word "bollocks" in a book I'd been reading. Took a  moment for the noggin to recall that the retail store was none other  than &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bullock's&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It  was a shocker to drive a couple of years later to Stonestown fully  expecting to spend some money at Bullock's and then finding the place  had shuttered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-8339967735004956214?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/8339967735004956214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=8339967735004956214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/8339967735004956214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/8339967735004956214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/08/bollocks.html' title='Bollocks'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-1382311456903696505</id><published>2011-07-25T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T12:16:17.238-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Francisco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gadget'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='museum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Conference biking</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Missed a ferry to Angel Island  from Fisherman's Wharf on Sunday. Doh! A good thing I hadn't purchased  tickets in advance. The time just ran away from me before I was ready to get  my butt on the road. It's a small production every time we set to go  adventuring. Must prepare a meal plus snacks for the littler girl-child due to her food sensitivity.  I don't want to take chances with fare everyone else eats that we take  for granted. It was great to learn that she can handle &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://boudinbakery.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boudin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cheese pizza. Great, indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to check out the newly-dedicated &lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://sanfrancisco.about.com/b/2010/07/29/angel-island-immigration-centennial.htm"&gt;Wall of Honor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;at Angel Island Immigration Station, do a little hiking in the state park. Will have to try again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were leaving the Wharf,  we saw this strange contraption manned by 5 people making its way down  the street. Never seen such a thing and it looked like a something I  exclaimed we have got to try. It's called a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;conference bike&lt;/span&gt;. Designed by a Swede (figures, right?). Cos it's a good device for team-building and holding conferences on. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alivenotdead.com/batch.download.php?aid=10047079" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 357px; height: 243px;" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/07/26/02/16256_201107260253481.thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't get a chance to ask the  riders where they rented this thing. It doesn't move as fast as a bike,  which is a good thing. There is one driver and everyone pedals. The  riders we saw didn't even have on head protection which I find a bit  risky, especially around Fisherman's Wharf - drivers here are just as  unpredictable as they are anyplace else, if not more, bc they're all  looking for parking. I predict we will play on this. Hopefully  this summer. ;)&lt;/span&gt;                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-1382311456903696505?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/1382311456903696505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=1382311456903696505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/1382311456903696505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/1382311456903696505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/07/conference-biking.html' title='Conference biking'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-3753683441790462394</id><published>2011-07-22T20:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T20:40:28.045-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Captain America</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;Promised the girlies  I'd bring them to a movie on Friday - for being good little people all  week - and it was oh-so-hard selecting from the current offerings at the  cinema. Obviously, anything rated R was out of the question, as was  anything animated because I didn't fall in like with either &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cars&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kung Fu Panda&lt;/span&gt;  the first time. In fact, I avoided them until we were subjected to them  at a couple of house parties, compliments of Netflix (boo to their new video plans). Talking, CG animals, not my cup of tea  although I'm certain &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zookeeper&lt;/span&gt;  would've amused the kiddies. No fan of Harry Potter - the kiddies  haven't seen any of the previous 6 films yet they've re-read the books.  That left &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Captain America&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Transformers&lt;/span&gt; 2 at the cineplex I'd targeted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Captain America&lt;/span&gt;  even though I knew next to nothing about the movie and it being such a  new release. I came across some positive remarks (and the opposite for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Transformers&lt;/span&gt;)  and Rotten Tomatoes also gave it a pretty decent rating so that was  good enough for this movie Friday. Come to think of it, CA is my first  super-hero movie I've seen all year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it did a good job  depicting CA's beginnings as a scrawny yet enormously patriotic and  heroic weakling who can't even enlist to join the forces fighting in  WWII, to someone who suddenly finds he can...and also do a few other  things. I used to read superhero comics that included CA but I never  came across the issues on how any of them became what they became.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots  of explosions, a little fighting, armies of masked baddies dressed in  dark clothing, a head baddy with a superiority complex, a little  insanity and a skin problem to go with that, a mystical crystal with  unfathomable power, and stunt or two. I noted that they included one  As-Am soldier (from Fresno) - and one Af-Am, btw - among CA's support  team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  film seemed to spend time developing a story rather than stringing  together a bunch of smoke and mirrors stuff I've come to expect from a  summer blockbuster about superheroes. I thought it was neat how they  superimposed Chris Evans' face over the scrawny actor's face, although  it might've worked better if they made his facial features more  realistic in scale. I felt his face looked too big for the scrawny guy  head. Just a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  story is set in 1942 but ends in 2011. I suppose CA needed the 70 years  to recuperate from his near-death experience, and so future CA films  could get away from WWII backdrop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,  it was a movie I enjoyed. I don't like coming out of a theater  regretting the decision of buying that ticket. Can't imagine any benefit  from seeing this thing in 3D. 3D is so overrated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-3753683441790462394?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/3753683441790462394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=3753683441790462394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/3753683441790462394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/3753683441790462394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/07/captain-america.html' title='Captain America'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-7721522012257234701</id><published>2011-07-10T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T15:32:13.435-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Traveling rice cooker</title><content type='html'>&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-on" id="and_img_0_10003582" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/07/11/03/16256_201107110314131.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Have  rice cooker will travel, we Asians like to say. Actually it was my first time bringing this  appliance on a trip. Unfortunately, due to girl-child's very special  diet, it may be something that we'll bring along more often. Might need a smaller unit though. Girl-child is not picky about  food but parts of her body do happen to very often inexplicably object.  It's frustrating, to say the least, and it's taking a while for the  experts to get a grasp on what's behind her reactions from eating  almost any food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rice cookers are so versatile. You can cook up soups, vegetables, noodles, lots of foods. I'll remember to pack some dish soap and a sponge next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-7721522012257234701?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/7721522012257234701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=7721522012257234701&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/7721522012257234701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/7721522012257234701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/07/traveling-rice-cooker.html' title='Traveling rice cooker'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-402275479926158334</id><published>2011-07-02T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T09:23:17.992-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Las Vegas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Vegas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;After a dull 4+ hour  drive out of Los Angeles and through the Mojave Desert, with a pit stop  at Barstow (Route 66), we made it to Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between hubby and I, we've come to this town for work countless times. Sure  enjoyed having that expense account. Hence, LV was never a destination  for pleasure. What for, we're not gamblers, know what I mean? It's been  many years since either of us visited and I was curious about the 1)  drive from L.A. and 2) the changes along the Strip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  plan was to make the visit brief, long enough to see the Strip by day  and by night. We  appreciated the fact that all the hotels  offer free self-parking so we could spend as much time as possible  surrounded by air-conditioning. And so economical. No passes to mass  transit to purchase or cabs to tip. 115-degree temps can bring down a  person not accustomed to oppressive heat. The hike from the hotel doors to and from the carparks was insufferable. Thank goodness we'd always find parking in lower floors in the shade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During  the day I checked out the interior and shops of a few of the newer hotels. Much splashier than the what I've seen before. The newer,  upscale resorts improve the Strip and construction of more is currently  going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Registration/lobby at The Bellagio. These colorful discs look like they were inspired by the glass creations of Chihuly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_0_9949341" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/06/27/04/16256_201106270444471.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Venetian's streetscape and gondola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_1_9949340" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/06/27/04/16256_201106270434134.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Registration/lobby at Paris Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_2_9949337" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/06/27/04/16256_201106270434131.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women's room at Paris Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_3_9949338" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/06/27/04/16256_201106270434132.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All-you-can-eat desserts, in the buffets were a treat! I had my fill of tiramisu and prime rib. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Platters and platters of sweet things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_4_9949339" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/06/27/04/16256_201106270434133.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  ceiling of the The Forum Shops at Caesar's Palace used to fascinate me.  The way the mall and "sky" would go from day to night and back. The new resorts had the same skyscape, however theirs didn't seem to change in lighting at least not while I strolled under it. So, the Forum Shops ceiling may still be unique to the Forum Shops? I regret a little that I didn't  drag the gang to show them or have a look-see. Didn't check out the  white bengal tigers at the Mirage or the lions at MGM Grand either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las  Vegas by night is something to behold. Again, hubby and I left the wee  people at the hotel and explored a bit. Managed to miss every outdoor  attraction put on by the hotels, including the fountains at Bellagio,  the erupting volcano at the Mirage, the pirates at Treasure Island and whatever  else goes on. By day or night, lots of large images of women and their  parts hanging out of skimpy outfits. Plenty of raucous young people  imbibing on the sidewalks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the next time to visit Las Vegas would be at a cooler time of the year like winter. Maybe go on the local excursions to the Grand Canyon or the Hoover Dam. And get in and out by plane instead of driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-402275479926158334?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/402275479926158334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=402275479926158334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/402275479926158334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/402275479926158334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/07/vegas.html' title='Vegas'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-5126147370267521089</id><published>2011-06-26T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T13:13:50.150-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Las Vegas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='park'/><title type='text'>La-la land</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My idea of riding on Europe's Orient Express was overruled so instead we made a quick visit to L.A. and Sin City by automobile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A  girl can get a lot done when she gets into &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Disneyland&lt;/span&gt; at 8:00am.  Instead of running up against crowds at the attractions notorious for  long lines, we found ourselves on rides rather immediately, making it  feel momentarily like the "happiest place on Earth" even with a  whimpering, reticent girl-child tugging at my person ("I don't wanna go  on that riiide, mommy."). Mr. Peach wisely stayed at the hotel to enjoy his morning java before meeting us later in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Haunted Mansion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  are nothing like I remembered. They look like they've been updated some  time between '95 and now. A Fast Pass didn't seem necessary at &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Indiana Jones Adventure&lt;/span&gt; but it came in handy by the time we checked-in at &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Space Mountain&lt;/span&gt;. Until our check-in, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;It's A Small World&lt;/span&gt; provided a respite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bummed &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Matterhorn Bobsleds&lt;/span&gt; wasn't working. While I initiated the kiddies to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pirates&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mansion&lt;/span&gt; and the jostling thrills of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Indiana Jones&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Space Mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Matterhorn&lt;/span&gt; would've completed their high-speed, older kid, Disney experience. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blinked on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 260px; height: 349px;" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_0_9949120" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/06/27/02/16256_201106270225345.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Buzz Lightyear Astro Blasters&lt;/span&gt; had a short line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_1_9949118" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/06/27/02/16256_201106270225343.thumb.jpg" style="width: 319px; height: 239px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best attraction by far were the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Davy Crockett's Explorer Canoes&lt;/span&gt;.  The fewer electronics, brain agitation and noise, the better as I  approach my dotage. Also could be because it was my first time  pretending to row a canoe. It's a good thing the artificially-colored  water didn't stain my clothes as there was much splashing going due to  mis-syncopation of many oars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 318px; height: 238px;" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_2_9949116" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/06/27/02/16256_201106270225341.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We  left the park in the evening but Mr. Peach returned for the fireworks for  which he's got a thing. I left the kiddies in the hotel room and joined  him afterward to get my time in on   thinking there'd surely be a shorter wait at 10:30pm. Nothing doing but  at least it was night and much cooler so the 35-minute shuffle to the  front seemed to go by quicker. Also got to sit in the updated &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Peter Pan's FlightFinding Nemo Submarine Voyage&lt;/span&gt;  which I had been curious about. During our last visit in '05, this  attraction had been under construction. The subs are still a huge bore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  parade was terribly middling. Have I become too discerning? Nah. It was  smaller in scale than in the past. Disneyland park was actually quieter  than expected. Must be due to the recession or was it too early in the  summer for the rest of the world to descend upon the place, or both?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 317px; height: 238px;" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_3_9949119" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/06/27/02/16256_201106270225344.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a shop in Downtown Disney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_4_9949117" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/06/27/02/16256_201106270225342.thumb.jpg" style="width: 318px; height: 248px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A major highlight of L.A. was in Koreatown where Mr. Peach split his finger open when it got in  the way of a car door trying to shut. To hear him tell it, there was much &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; blood&lt;/span&gt;letting - with splatters on the car to prove it - but no pain.  Neither the kids nor I were there to witness any of this. No  stitches required. I was afraid he'd lose his spirit for the rest of the  trip. Thank goodness he didn't. I is a good nurse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 315px; height: 236px;" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_5_9949121" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/06/27/02/16256_201106270225346.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be many years before these gals visit this place again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-5126147370267521089?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/5126147370267521089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=5126147370267521089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/5126147370267521089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/5126147370267521089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/06/la-la-land.html' title='La-la land'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-4082043619591806216</id><published>2011-06-10T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T14:32:05.449-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daly City'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='junior high'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Ice cream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Finally got around to visiting a&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://www.fentonscreamery.com/"&gt; Fenton's Creamery&lt;/a&gt;.  There exists only two locations and I found myself at the creamery in  Vacaville, California. Up there to attend a high school graduation a few  days ago. If it weren't for the outlet mall and Fenton's, I might have  skipped the event. Also since I'd be the lone driver, I was not so hot about utilizing my mad night-driving skills. Yet, how often does a niece graduate h.s.?  Well, probably twice (this and the one in another 2 years), so here I  was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fenton's brings to mind a similar place back int he day I used to hang, &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://farrellsusa.com/"&gt;Farrell's Ice Cream Parlor&lt;/a&gt;.  The same vibe and food, if not more cheery (ragtime music!). It was fun going past the candy section and  resisting the temptation of the multi-colored and tasty goodies on one's  way to the cashier. The waitstaff would give this weird speech and sing  a birthday tune for anyone celebrating and willing to draw attention to  themselves. At one time a crush worked there and bff and I would eat  there just to look at him (bff had the privilege of home visits due to  him being a best bud of her older brother). The ice cream creations were  delicious but I think I'd say this for any place that served sundaes,  splits and floats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We  noshed on a few burgers, half &amp;amp; half (onion rings and fries), and  ice cream. The burgers were ordinary and I got through most of mine  (left half the bun) before sampling some world-famous ice cream and  sherbet. I don't recall the last time I've had rings. The strawberry  cheesecake ice cream was rich and delicious. Girl-child enjoyed her  Rainbow sherbet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_0_9181162" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/06/11/05/16256_201106110507063.thumb.jpg" style="width: 356px; height: 267px;" /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_1_9181160" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/06/11/05/16256_201106110507061.thumb.jpg" style="width: 354px; height: 467px;" /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-on" id="and_img_2_9181161" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/06/11/05/16256_201106110507062.thumb.jpg" style="width: 353px; height: 265px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-4082043619591806216?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/4082043619591806216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=4082043619591806216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/4082043619591806216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/4082043619591806216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/06/ice-cream.html' title='Ice cream'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-4028571570206956770</id><published>2011-06-03T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T12:20:22.873-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrity'/><title type='text'>Pretty dress</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;Came upon this pic of a Hollyweird starlet in a very cute  dress. What occurred to me when I saw it? I thought the dress would  make an excellent choice for girl-child's junior or senior formals  which, incidentally, will come around in oh...a few more years.  Providing she attends. Hah! I could have it custom-made for her, it  wouldn't cost that much. It's short and flirty - they don't wear gowns  to these things anymore. And we/she could feel confident of a great fit  and nobody else at the function wearing the same dress. Aside from the  bare shoulder, I like how it manages to cover-up, the scalloped hem, and  the solid bodice underneath the sheer. Not sure if she's as big a fan  as I of lace, yet, on closer inspection it's not your traditional lace.  Hey, who's wearing the dress, her or me? haha. I'll suggest she leave  her hair down, yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_0_9123903" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/05/30/01/16256_201105300102241.thumb.jpg" style="width: 216px; height: 363px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;The thing with the sleeve is a nice touch. Don't know who's the designer...not that it matters. Girl-child will probably balk at the whole lot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-4028571570206956770?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/4028571570206956770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=4028571570206956770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/4028571570206956770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/4028571570206956770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/06/pretty-dress.html' title='Pretty dress'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-2653400797673886405</id><published>2011-05-25T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T07:48:42.192-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jewelry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Blue box</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-on" id="and_img_0_9101893" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/05/25/05/16256_201105250507581.thumb.jpg" style="width: 352px; height: 265px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought  home a few goodies that won't stick around for long. If I can control the  urge to wear these myself, they'll go to the intended recipients to  celebrate their successful completion of a California public high  school. There are a couple of silver charm bracelets and a silver pendant. I'd  better ship them soon. I think the baubles will impress less than the  cachet associated with almost any piece coming out of one of these blue  boxes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-2653400797673886405?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/2653400797673886405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=2653400797673886405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/2653400797673886405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/2653400797673886405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/05/blue-box.html' title='Blue box'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-1557771338939901854</id><published>2011-04-24T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T08:34:57.289-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zombies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Night of the Living Trekkies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;Been reading some  downer of novels lately and felt it was time to indulge in some  silliness instead. Do depressing stories get you melancholy? I get like  that sometimes and combine that with any little tension at home, it's a  bad mix. Even with all the ways the humans lose their lives and the  impending doom in this zombie story, you know it's going to end just  fine.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_0_8971183" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/04/23/00/16256_201104230031531.thumb.jpg" style="width: 212px; height: 324px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A brisk and humorous read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;I  wondered why girl-child was hounding me with questions about this book.  She's hardly ever curious about what I've got my nose in and I  ended up telling her the plot up to whatever point I reached in the  book. She also learned for the first time about &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Star Trek&lt;/span&gt; lore. Whenever I pick it up, she's instantly at me again. I even offered  her the chance to read it as soon as I was done thinking she'd jump at the chance (she loves reading almost as much as I). Little did I know that  girl-child was actually spooked by the cover art. I guess she wanted to  know what it was about to allay her fear. It didn't help much because  at bedtime she begged not to sleep alone. She's never done this  before (!). Poor baby. I saddled big sis with her and left lil sis to manage the  bumpy floor (rug in big sis's room) on her own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-1557771338939901854?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/1557771338939901854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=1557771338939901854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/1557771338939901854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/1557771338939901854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/04/night-of-living-trekkies.html' title='Night of the Living Trekkies'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-7381308872494284876</id><published>2011-04-16T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T09:05:01.429-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hong Kong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Good curry</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 369px; height: 278px;" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_1_8910452" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/04/11/05/16256_201104110548521.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;Deep-fried, bread-like edible with medium-spicy curry sauce. I accidentally dropped my camera into my soup to get this photo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt; Doh! It still works.Doh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this restaurant along the peninsula that a friend had introduced to me a while back. A "cha-chon teng" which  means...Hk-style diner? Only recently did I notice this dish sometimes being enjoyed by diners. After skipping over this item the last year - the main reason  being the herculean avoidance of yummy deep-fried foods - I finally  found room (gave in to temptation) for it at lunch. The bread's good but  the curry sauce is better. It's the same Japanese-style curry sauce you  can create using something I happen to have at home. Good to know. I  don't cook curry often because one girl-child is worried about her skin  and the other has the pesky food allergies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-on" id="and_img_2_8910458" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/04/11/06/16256_201104110603151.thumb.jpg" style="width: 372px; height: 256px;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-7381308872494284876?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/7381308872494284876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=7381308872494284876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/7381308872494284876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/7381308872494284876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/04/good-curry.html' title='Good curry'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-6803090705122158679</id><published>2011-04-06T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T13:33:19.071-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Francisco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T.V.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='witch'/><title type='text'>WonderCon 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Something to see in  San Fran. WonderCon 2011, the comics and popular arts convention, has been  around for 25 years. Thought I'd check it out because a) I wanted to  take advantage of  the best weekend weather in weeks and b) admission  was cheap. Kids go free! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_0_8882614" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/04/05/03/16256_201104050319133.thumb.jpg" style="width: 274px; height: 355px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dressed as Batman. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I get in there and think, again, that these days comics are pretty irrelevant to me. Girl-child likes her manga like&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Legend of Zelda, Happy Clover, Pokemon&lt;/span&gt;,  and other cute characters targeted at children. Through WonderCon, I  thought she could get a glimpse of some of the comic characters I read  when I was her age. The iconic action heroes, e.g. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Superman&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Batman&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ironman&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hulk&lt;/span&gt;, etc&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  - were well-represented. DC Comics and Marvel Entertainment had  significant booths at the entrance to the exhibition hall. DC debuted  their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Green Lantern&lt;/span&gt; movie trailer. There were many, many &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cosplay"&gt;cosplayers&lt;/a&gt;  of characters utterly foreign and unfamiliar to me. :-p We enjoyed a  little time in Nintendo, finally finding a place to sit and play on a  couple of their game consoles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat  in on a couple of panel discussions, one whose topic was the current  state of the kids comics industry and the other on the state of  Asian-Ams in pop culture. I had looked forward to listening to the words  of Diana Nguyen and Jen Wang of &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;" href="http://disgrasian.com/"&gt;Disgrasian&lt;/a&gt; in the second panel but unfortunately neither one of them materialized amongst the panelists per the program guide. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  panel discussions afforded the opportunity to read the WonderCon  program book cover to cover. I discovered that comics conferences allow  for an autograph area where obscure celebrities can congregate and sell  their images and autographs. The pics below are a few celebs familiar to me on-sight. Elvira: Mistress of the Dark was present but when I turned to her table she had just stepped away. I recognized Herbert Jefferson, Jr. who played Lt. Boomer in the original &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Battlestar Galactica&lt;/span&gt;. I missed John Stanley who hosted a TV show called &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Creature Features&lt;/span&gt;. I used to get my frights watching that at 11:30pm on Friday (I think) nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_1_8882619" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/04/05/03/16256_201104050319136.thumb.jpg" style="width: 357px; height: 269px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the character who played the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Soup_Nazi"&gt;Soup Nazi&lt;/a&gt; 16 years ago known for anything else? Probably not and that's why he's here at WonderCon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_2_8882618" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/04/05/03/16256_201104050319135.thumb.jpg" style="width: 281px; height: 373px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lou  Ferrigno refused to look in my direction or at my camera...because I  didn't look like a typical fan nor did I buy anything.:-P I used to watch  his TV show, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hulk&lt;/span&gt;. He's still in good shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_3_8882620" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/04/05/03/16256_201104050319137.thumb.jpg" style="width: 349px; height: 261px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That tall guy who appeared in a James Bond movie as a steel-toothed villain. Richard Kiel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_4_8882621" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/04/05/03/16256_201104050319138.thumb.jpg" style="width: 297px; height: 431px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two are definitely relevant to girl-child and me.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Amazing Race&lt;/span&gt;  is one of the family's favorite shows. Seeing the "goth team" in  real-life brought me the closest to TAR that I'll ever get. They either  won the TAR million or their numerous endorsements enabled Vyxsin to  enhance her bustline. ;-]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_5_8882610" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/04/05/03/16256_201104050319131.thumb.jpg" style="width: 360px; height: 278px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cosplay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_6_8882612" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/04/05/03/16256_201104050319132.thumb.jpg" style="width: 276px; height: 406px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R2D2 and his replicas were all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_7_8882616" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/04/05/03/16256_201104050319134.thumb.jpg" style="width: 359px; height: 277px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skullbunnies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My  childhood was a typical one filled with comics. At least on appearance  it was typical because all my brother's and my friends had their little  stashes of favorites that we'd sometimes share and swap. There used to  be small shops around SF where I'd pay 25-cents for a comic book amongst the  candy and trading cards. My favorites were &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Richie Rich&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Archie and the Gang&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Casper the Friendly Ghost&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Josie and the Pussycats&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Hot Stuff the Little Devil&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wendy the Good Little Witch&lt;/span&gt;, the superheroes (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Superman, Batman, Aquaman, Fantastic Four, Wonder Woman, Ironman, Batman, Captain America, Supergirl&lt;/span&gt;), and a few more I can't recall. Good times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-6803090705122158679?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/6803090705122158679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=6803090705122158679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/6803090705122158679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/6803090705122158679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/04/wondercon-in-san-fran.html' title='WonderCon 2011'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-6885199681433436943</id><published>2011-03-29T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T07:29:37.173-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='korea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>New ice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;Update on the domestic icebox situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out with the old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_1_8827003" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/03/25/05/16256_201103250517083.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In with the new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_2_8827001" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/03/25/05/16256_201103250517081.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spacious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_3_8827004" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/03/25/05/16256_201103250517084.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gleamy and shiny and sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_4_8827002" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/03/25/05/16256_201103250517082.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This GE better "bring good things to (my) life."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;It's really a Samsung since Samsung manufactured it, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;A  design beef I know I'll occasionally have with this beauteous thing is  the way the water nozzle on the dispenser is angled. Instead of it  pointing straight down, it's angled inward. Coupled with the  relatively smaller space allowed under the dispenser itself, it's hard  to fill something with a narrow opening, say a regular-sized 500ml water  bottle, without spillage. Quite impossible, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until  I get used to it, out of the corner of my eye it would appear as if I'd  left a door open. It gleams and reflects the daytime light so well.  Have to force myself to refrain from doing a double-take. The GE has a  door alarm after all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-6885199681433436943?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/6885199681433436943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=6885199681433436943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/6885199681433436943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/6885199681433436943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/03/new-ice.html' title='New ice'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-1306417514863536574</id><published>2011-03-14T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T13:34:53.953-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Cold milk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;The fridge is on the  fritz. It didn't take me by surprise since I've been hearing it making  unusual noises for the last couple of weeks. I put in the warning to the hubby so he could do his usual research before a new purchase. Who woulda  known it'd die so now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If  it were me, I'd have already bought one at Sears. Hubby's more  comfortable in spending a few hours (or days, if we can afford the time)  to make price/feature comparisons and then to locate any good sales. If  he doesn't do this, he gets no satisfaction and I'd have to hear the  resultant mumblings for a long time. So, it's better to let him do his  part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In  the meantime, I got permission from a friendly neighbor to use some  space in their fridge. This neighbor knows what we're about bc they  recently had a similar problem. For a few days, they stored their  perishables at our other neighbor's. :-) This neighbor figured out how  to repair his own refrigerator. He works in IT or somesuch for BART  during the day. Such a handyman and good to have as a neighbor. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neighbor  suggested we look at the unit that drives the fan. That's the part he  replaced in his own fridge. Hubby futzed around with the fan (and  managed to make a small hole in the freezer floor) and now the fridge  seems to be working. I'm not sure if it will continue to function as it  should so we'll most likely move forward with getting a new one. I won't  be bringing my displaced food back home but we did buy a  little time. If only deliveries could happen the same day of a  purchase, you know what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time a fridge broke down, I didn't notice it for days. I might have fed my  then-baby bad cow's milk. :( Poor girl. She didn't even complain. This  time, if girl-child hadn't retrieved a frozen popsicle snack only to  find it melted in its wrapper, we wouldn't have found out when we did.  There was time to save most of the food. I am missing my convenient, cold milk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-1306417514863536574?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/1306417514863536574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=1306417514863536574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/1306417514863536574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/1306417514863536574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/03/cold-milk.html' title='Cold milk'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-2307975484248213190</id><published>2011-03-06T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T15:59:28.500-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vampire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T.V.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Books books books</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Having just finished reading &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The House on Tradd Street&lt;/span&gt; by Karen White, I now have the task of picking another book to read from my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To-Read&lt;/span&gt;  stack, which is more like 2 stacks, which comes to around 14 books.  This doesn't include the few books I have on hold and ready for pick-up  at the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to think about my  stack of magazines. I have 2 subscriptions I signed up for as part of a  school fundraiser and kind of pretend the stack doesn't exist. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alivenotdead.com/batch.download.php?aid=8714804" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 182px; height: 276px;" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/03/07/03/16256_201103070330591.thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The House on Tradd Street is set  in Charleston, South Carolina and about a realtor who inherits a historic fixer-upper from  an old, prospective client whom she'd met with only one who passes  away. The thing is the house is haunted and the woman's got that sixth  sense where she's aware of the them - makes them reach out to her. She  has a mystery or two to solve and I found this book enjoyable. I'm a  sucker for ghost stories and this book held my attention so much that I  completed it in 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alivenotdead.com/batch.download.php?aid=8714802" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 344px; height: 258px;" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/03/07/03/16256_201103070322481.thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alivenotdead.com/batch.download.php?aid=8714803" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/03/07/03/16256_201103070322482.thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nearest&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Borders&lt;/span&gt;  book store is slated to shut its doors has a clearance sale in  progress. That's where I picked up the smaller stack pictured above.  That puts them on a lower priority to the library books on the desk. And  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The Hobbit&lt;/span&gt; (which I own) is forever under that desktop stack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago I decided to re-read the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2010/11/dead-books.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Sookie Stackhouse&lt;/span&gt; series&lt;/a&gt; by Charlaine Harris. It only took me about a week and a half to read all ten of them and I kept 2 in my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To-Read&lt;/span&gt;  stack in the event I want to revisit them. ;) They seem to make more  sense upon second reading. It's really too bad that I'm caught up in the  fantasy for the reason that the HBO cable series will begin airing  season 4 in June and I don't &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt;  HBO, which means I may have to tie myself over to the S.4 DVD release  in May '12 with the books and seasons 1-3 DVDs. Or just put them out of  my mind until this time next year. &lt;/span&gt;                                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-2307975484248213190?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/2307975484248213190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=2307975484248213190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/2307975484248213190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/2307975484248213190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/03/books-books-books.html' title='Books books books'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-1248030534948827991</id><published>2011-02-24T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T16:10:48.457-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T.V.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hong Kong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='china'/><title type='text'>Chinese show on ugly</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mr. Peach is hooked on the &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://www.chinadaily.com.cn/showbiz/2008-09/17/content_7035443.htm"&gt;Chinese "Ugly Betty&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ugly Wudi&lt;/span&gt;.  I try not to tune in but I can tell it's got its moments. Mr. P  sometimes laughs at the most inane things such as the tired hi-jinks  we've seen so many times elsewhere; things you know to expect and are  about to hit you like a sledgehammer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd heard about this comedy series  a year or two ago. Never thought I'd actually get to view it. The main premise, I gather, is that the Betty character is a fish out of water. She's educated and book-smart and judging from  the reactions of those around her, considered hard on the eyes. She's  naive, uncultivated, backwoods, but is hard-working, persistent and  usually comes out triumphing over diversity. She works in a modern,  fashion-forward ad office with attractive, snarky (mean/disagreeable) people whose behavior  and actions don't phase her as it would were she sharper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only is this 2008 series known for its copy of the American &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ugly Betty&lt;/span&gt; but it seemed to step into new advertising ground with its liberal &lt;a href="http://adage.com/article/video/china-s-ugly-betty-is-one-long-product-placement/136874/"&gt;use of product placement&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_0_8656664" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2011/02/24/23/16256_201102242343471.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I like the way the series &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;looks&lt;/span&gt; on TV. I don't know how to describe it except that it looks like it's been filmed like a movie instead of like some US (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;General Hospital&lt;/span&gt;) and HK soap operas I've seen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I  have virtually no video production knowledge to know the lingo or even  to describe it, however, the pic above sort of shows what I mean. Looks  like a screen capture from a movie, doesn't it? Just an observation....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-1248030534948827991?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/1248030534948827991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=1248030534948827991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/1248030534948827991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/1248030534948827991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/02/chinese-show-on-ugly.html' title='Chinese show on ugly'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-90069985238217787</id><published>2011-02-10T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T07:54:45.218-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gadget'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sport'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='game'/><title type='text'>Too much data</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;For the 2nd time in  the last year I've entertained myself with a temporary feature on my mobile  phone - data access. woohoo! Both times were for a period of 30 days. I  must say it's been wondrous having instant access to so much that is  available on the web but, alas, it's not enough to make me willingly pay  the required monthly service fee. I prefer "free." Free is wheee! LOL.  Besides, with the amount of time I spend in with my laptop, it's  overkill also being connected on the mobile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With  the feature's looming termination, I partook a grand finale time of  it connecting on Facebook to discuss the Super Bowl game, the halftime  show, the multi-million dollar commercial ads, upcoming movies and the  weather during the event. Sunday evening found me thumbing away on my  mobile during the family's second CNY dinner out. Not the best of  manners at the table and yet my excuse is that nobody paid any mind, at  the same time being a dreadful example to the little people. lol.  Considering this was the evening of "Super Bowl XLV", I gave myself a  pardon. We had one phone tuned to ESPN for instant game updates and one  phone  busy on FB. We were grateful for having a data plan at that time  to say the least. It's no wonder the dinner was over so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  wonder about those Facebook friends who have the compulsion to  broadcast  their every move all day long. TMI, is my perspective. What  is the psychology in calling attention to our every move - where we're  getting a java fix, who's keeping us company, what retail store we're  in, what we're &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;eating, etc? For some friends it's become a bad habit.  I'll bet it's like a reflex for them, this instant gratification. These people  are apparently getting something out of this twitter culture of ours,  whether it's to entertain, feel important and/or get attention, because  they keep doing it. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If a mobile data plan were in place and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I actually knew &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how&lt;/span&gt; to share to the FB world the&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; I'm-at-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so-and-so&lt;/span&gt;-with-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so-and-so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  (with the applicable links to the respective profiles) status, I think  I might be in danger of doing the exact same thing. LOL. Or maybe not  because.... Who am I kidding? I've yet to evolve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-90069985238217787?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/90069985238217787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=90069985238217787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/90069985238217787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/90069985238217787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/02/too-much-data.html' title='Too much data'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-8009866788779106733</id><published>2011-01-25T11:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T11:36:50.915-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sport'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='park'/><title type='text'>Winter play</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;Am really enjoying  the sport of skiing at the moment. Can only think I'm enjoying myself  more this time than any other is because I'm doing it with girl-child at  my side. I wonder if I'd enjoyed skiing if I lived in one of those cold, frosty places where they get traditional winters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  first time skiing with girl-child down the same run was for me  something special. I get sentimental about some things and this will be a  day to cherish. It happened very quickly (those green-beginner slopes  can be so short!) and I think girl-child thought the day was pretty  special herself too. We rarely do any outdoor sport together and she's  so good at it so it was kinda cool. At her age, she's still fearless and  not daunted by challenges. Her goal is to ski the black diamond slopes  and the sooner for her the better. She's so competitive with her  friends. I think the more advanced slopes will require skills beyond her  favored snow-plow method, and she'll have to take them on without me.  If only I still had the knees of a 20 y.o....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;The ski resort's got a deal where someone can take a total of three lessons (on 3 separate days) to earn a  season pass. Also, lesson #2 and #3 for kids costs only $25 and includes all equipment.This could work for us - at least the girl-child. Hubby's enjoying snowboarding although he felt lesson #1 didn't teach a  whole lot of much use, whatever that means. He may as well also take advantage of the  3-fer-pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And  unlike that other ski trip 2 weeks ago, my rental skis did not go missing. May have had something to do  with where I put them down this time. Some place a bit more secure  where only lift-holders have access. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Northern California is experiencing a rather dry January. It hasn't rained in nearly 2 weeks and the temps are actually on the mildly-warm side. This is bad news for the snow pack in the Sierras. Looks like rain in the next week also isn't likely. The ski resorts have snow-making machines so I wonder how that'll work out. Can I go ski this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-8009866788779106733?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/8009866788779106733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=8009866788779106733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/8009866788779106733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/8009866788779106733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/01/winter-play.html' title='Winter play'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-280608185202344065</id><published>2011-01-12T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T12:21:44.071-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vampire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T.V.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='junior high'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jane Austen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zombies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Books of 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Holy moley. I almost can't believe I went through 196 books last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I  was surprised to have outdone my 2009 count of 122. My reduced writing  activities  and general online time-wasting may have contributed to the  increased  output. I'd  like to say I utilized a nifty speed-reading  technique I picked up from  a semester in junior high. I took a class  called "Reading  Improvement" and the only reason I signed up was to get  the A. I recall  nobody taking the course seriously and the newer  teacher being quite  humorless and angry most of the time. I felt sorry  for that woman. The  one method I can remember - glancing quickly at  one-half of a sentence at a time-  requires the utmost concentration  which isn't something I easily conjure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To  be fair, I  could not complete 7 out of the 196, however much I deigned  to try.  Sometimes it's not meant to be. Sometimes my brain can't take in  the printed words arranged in certain ways. ;p Or they're as boring as  heck and just feels like my time is being wasted. Even when I give up  you won't find me jumping to the final chapter to discover  the ending.  Not my style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Which books I found simply impossible to complete? They are:&lt;em&gt; Mrs. Lirriper&lt;/em&gt; by Charles Dickens, &lt;em&gt;Nana&lt;/em&gt; by Emile Zola, &lt;em&gt;Once on a Moonless Night&lt;/em&gt; by Dai Sijie,&lt;em&gt; On the Road&lt;/em&gt; by John Kerouac, &lt;em&gt;Jane and the Barque of Frailty&lt;/em&gt; by Stephanie Barron, &lt;em&gt;Absurdistan&lt;/em&gt; by Gary Shteyngart, and &lt;em&gt;The Moonstone&lt;/em&gt; by Wilkie Collins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There  were quite a few titles I found enjoyable but the ones I marked as  stand-outs in my little spreadsheet last year were (in no particular  order):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Brief History of the Dead&lt;/em&gt; by Kevin Brockmeier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Unseen&lt;/em&gt; by Alexandra Sokoloff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Girl's Guide to Hunting and Fishing&lt;/em&gt; by Melissa Bank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest&lt;/em&gt; by Ken Kesey (Jack Nicholson)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Corset Diaries&lt;/em&gt; by Katie Macalister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Water for Elephants&lt;/em&gt; by Sara Gruen (2011 movie!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Washington Square&lt;/em&gt; by Henry James&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Five People You Meet in Heaven&lt;/em&gt; by Mitch Albom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Something Borrowed&lt;/em&gt; by Emily Giffin (May, 2011 movie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby Proof&lt;/em&gt; by Emily Giffin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lilith&lt;/em&gt; by Jean Plaidy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Brightest Star in the Sky&lt;/em&gt; by Marian Keyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Help&lt;/em&gt; by Kathryn Stockett (movie!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Monsters of Templeton&lt;/em&gt; by Lauren Groff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jane Austen in Scarsdale&lt;/em&gt; by Paula Marantz Cohen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elegance&lt;/em&gt; by Kathleen Tessaro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Tower, the Zoo and the Tortoise&lt;/em&gt; by Julia Stuart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rich Boy&lt;/em&gt; by Sharon Pomerantz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Nanny Diaries&lt;/em&gt; by Emma McLaughlin and Nicola Kraus (never saw the movie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dedication&lt;/em&gt; by Emma McLaughlin and Nicola Kraus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dead As a Doornail&lt;/em&gt; by Charlaine Harris (for turning me on to the Sookie Stackhouse series and to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;True Blood&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  TV series)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Simon the Coldheart&lt;/em&gt; by Georgette Heyer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society&lt;/em&gt; by Mary Ann Shaffer and Annie Barrows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Postmistress&lt;/em&gt; by Sarah Blake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Stories  that converted literary classics or used popular literary characters or  historic figures and spun them into the horror genre seemed to pique my  interest:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr. Darcy, Vampyre&lt;/em&gt; by Amanda Grange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jane Bites Back&lt;/em&gt; by Michael Thomas Ford&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dawn of the Dreadfuls&lt;/em&gt; by Steve Hockensmith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jane Slayre&lt;/em&gt; by Sherri Browning Erwin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Little Women and Werewolves&lt;/em&gt; by Louisa May Alcott and Porter Grand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Android Karenina&lt;/em&gt; by Leo Tolstoy and Ben C. Winters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Queen Victoria: Demon Hunter&lt;/em&gt; by A. E. Moorat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dracula in Love&lt;/em&gt; by Karen Essex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Frankenstein's Monster&lt;/em&gt; by Susan Heyboer O'Keefe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mansfield Park and Mummies&lt;/em&gt; by Jane Austen and Vera Nazarian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Virtually all books were obtained from the library. I purchased off-price 8 titles:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3 titles by Sheila Rosalynd Allen: &lt;em&gt;The Meddlesome Ghost&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;The Helpful Ghost&lt;/em&gt;, and &lt;em&gt;The Passionate Ghost&lt;/em&gt;; 3 titles by Kathleen Tessaro: &lt;em&gt;Elegance&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Innocence&lt;/em&gt;, and &lt;em&gt;The Flirt&lt;/em&gt;; &lt;em&gt;Wuthering Heights&lt;/em&gt; by Charlotte Bronte, and &lt;em&gt;The Matchmaker in Perigord&lt;/em&gt; by Julia Stuart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A few novels I'm looking forward to reading in 2011 include:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;City of Fallen Angels&lt;/em&gt; by Cassandra Clare - April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dreams of Joy&lt;/em&gt; by Lisa See - May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dead Reckoning&lt;/em&gt; by Charlaine Harris - May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Clockwork Prince&lt;/em&gt; by Cassandra Clare - Sept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gold Boy, Emerald Girl&lt;/em&gt; by Yiyun Li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-280608185202344065?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/280608185202344065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=280608185202344065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/280608185202344065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/280608185202344065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/01/books-of-2010.html' title='Books of 2010'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-8192012591099529614</id><published>2011-01-02T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T10:25:51.463-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vampire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='France'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hong Kong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='korea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Netflix'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Movies of 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Just a recap of my 2010 entertainment in the form of movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;137&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;total&lt;/span&gt; number of movies viewed in 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt; - T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;he total number of 2010 movies I viewed in 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The number of 2010 US movies viewed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; - The number of made-for-&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; series I viewed (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Emma&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;True Blood&lt;/span&gt; Seasons 1 and 2)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;- The number of films of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;stand-up&lt;/span&gt; format I viewed (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aziz Ansari Intimate Moments for a Sensual Evening, Jim Gaffigan: King Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; - The number of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;documentaries&lt;/span&gt; I viewed&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Objectified, Earth, Babies, Joan River: A Piece of Work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20&lt;/span&gt; - The number of films viewed in July and December&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 128);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;busiest&lt;/span&gt; movie-viewing months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; - The number of &lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 255, 128);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;films from &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Slovenia&lt;/span&gt; viewed (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Call Girl&lt;/span&gt;, 2009&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; - The number of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Japanese&lt;/span&gt; films viewed (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hush!&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Scrap Heaven&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Air Doll&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt; - The number of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Hong Kong&lt;/span&gt; and/or &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;China&lt;/span&gt; collaborations I viewed &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Yip  Man 2, Echoes of the Rainbow, The Drummer, Shinjuku Incident,  Overheard, Written By, The Personals, The Message, Sophie's Revenge&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt; - The number of films from &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;France&lt;/span&gt; viewed (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Coco  Before Chanel, The Piano Teacher, The Last Day, The Girl on the Bridge,  A Prophet, Nathalie, My Mother's Castle, Nelly and Monsieur Arnaud,  Swimming Pool, Water Lilies, Exterminating Angels, Paris, How Much Do  You Love Me?&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt;  - The number of&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;countries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;of which movies I viewed (Argentina, Austria, Australia, Chile, Hong Kong/China, France, Germany,  Ireland, Italy, Japan, Korea, Slovenia, Sweden, UK, USA).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;- The number of films employing &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;traditional animation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; viewed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How to Train a Dragon, Shrek Forever After, Toy Story 3, Despicable Me&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; - The number of films &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;using&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;stop-motion animation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;viewed (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fantastic Mr. Fox (USA, 2010) , Mary and Max (Australia, 2008), $9.99 (Austria, 2008)).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; - The number of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;black-and-white&lt;/span&gt; films viewed (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The White Ribbon&lt;/span&gt; (Germany, 2009)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;82&lt;/span&gt; - The number of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;US&lt;/span&gt; movies viewed in 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt; - The number of films viewed on the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;big screen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;How  to Train a Dragon, Shrek Forever After, Toy Story 3, Up in the Air,  Percy Jackson and t&lt;/span&gt;he Olympians: The Lightning Thief, The Chronicles of  Narnia: Voyage of the Dawn Treader, Twilight: Eclipse, Inception, Salt&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt; - The number of films viewed via &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;streaming&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt; - The number of films with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;vampires&lt;/span&gt; viewed (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let the Right One In, Thirst, Twilight: New Moon, Twilight: Eclipse, Daybreakers, Vampires Suck&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The number of films set in &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;wartime&lt;/span&gt; viewed (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Inglorious Basterds, Green Zone, The Hurt Locker, A Woman in Berlin, The Message&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The number of movies originally released in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;1980s&lt;/span&gt; viewed (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Empire Strikes Back&lt;/span&gt; (1980), &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ghostbusters&lt;/span&gt; (1982), &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The ET: Extra Terrestrial&lt;/span&gt; (1982), &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Return of the Jedi&lt;/span&gt; (1983), &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Back to the Future &lt;/span&gt;(1985), &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom &lt;/span&gt;(1989)).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The number of movies on &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;VCD&lt;/span&gt; viewed (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shinjuku Incident, Overheard, Written By, Echoes of the Rainbow, Air Doll, The Message&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1977&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Oldest&lt;/span&gt; film viewed (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Star Wars, &lt;/span&gt;aka&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Star Wars Episode IV: A New Hope&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;To read my previous  year's movie-viewing recap, find it &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2010/01/movies-of-09.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-8192012591099529614?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/8192012591099529614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=8192012591099529614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/8192012591099529614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/8192012591099529614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2011/01/movies-of-2010.html' title='Movies of 2010'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-1368922572626854588</id><published>2010-12-18T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T09:41:53.995-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother'/><title type='text'>Snowman</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;Got my crafty on and  helped to make little snowmen the other day. With white tube socks, rice  - brown and white, rubber bands and hot glue. Managed to not glue my  fingertips together or to scorch them cos that melted glue and the metal  tip of the glue gun gets uncomfortably hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After  first filling tube socks, my next responsibility was as glue-master for  a bunch of little kids and their snowmen decorations. Some of the  kiddies were extremely creative - skirts, capes, crossbody bags, dog  collars, funky hats, arms, etc. - some had no idea what to put on their  socked snowmen beyond the 2 eyes. For one boy I suggested his snowman  sport one of them doodads that are like music players&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  He says not exactly enthusiastically, 'okay.' If I went to town with  one of the boys' snowmen they wouldn't care. Although they'd run out of  allotted decorations. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately  I'm not particularly creative either so I did without the added  pressure on myself. Forget being ambitious. Just get their  bead/bell/eye/pom-pom/felt affixed onto the exact spot the kids points  to and we're golden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_0_8347419" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2010/12/18/05/16256_201012180520331.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-1368922572626854588?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/1368922572626854588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=1368922572626854588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/1368922572626854588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/1368922572626854588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2010/12/snowman.html' title='Snowman'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-1027727131441302628</id><published>2010-12-06T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T08:01:20.041-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Francisco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Auto show</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Visited the &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 153); font-style: italic;" href="http://www.sfautoshow.com/index.asp"&gt;SF International Auto Show&lt;/a&gt;  on a chilly November afternoon. Around Thanksgiving. Under the gleaming fluorescent lights  in the main halls of the the Moscone Center were the current models of  the regular cars. Like an indoor auto sales lot on carpeting and without  the desperate salesmen. This kind of show is our opportunity to get  behind the wheel of vehicles we admire or are curious about, provided  they aren't roped off like some of the more exotic models.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a dizzying number of makes and models, most of them 2011 models. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Mercedes&lt;/span&gt; was conspicuously absent and so were their SMART cars. I had wanted to check out the interior of one of those tin cans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were the usual hot rods, classic cars and aftermarket vehicles. blahblah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of the evening for me was getting to drive the all-electric &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Nissan Leaf&lt;/span&gt;  inside one of the halls. Listened to the Nissan rep's spiel before  getting to zip quietly around an indoor "course" while admiring the  front-panel full of lights. This zero-emission, battery on wheels seats 4 and can go upwards of 100 miles per charge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 451px; height: 303px;" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_3_8255488" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2010/11/27/03/16256_201011270324071.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 455px; height: 324px;" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_4_8255487" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2010/11/27/03/16256_201011270320531.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Liking the Mini Cooper. Didn't used to before attending the auto show. I think the hubby favorably commenting on this maje changed my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 459px; height: 343px;" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_5_8262403" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2010/11/29/02/16256_201011290205031.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Liking the oversized meters in some of the Minis. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-1027727131441302628?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/1027727131441302628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=1027727131441302628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/1027727131441302628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/1027727131441302628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2010/12/auto-show.html' title='Auto show'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-451612487491561356</id><published>2010-11-24T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T12:35:28.237-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vampire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T.V.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='witch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>The Dead books</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-on" id="and_img_0_8243491" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2010/11/24/00/16256_201011240054401.thumb.jpg" style="width: 295px; height: 295px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been engrossed in the Charlaine Harris's Sookie Stackhouse series of mystery books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the library one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  I spotted a whole bunch of them on the return-to-shelf cart. Someone  was apparently really into them. The covers caught my attention with  their amusing imagery of cartooned, caped vampires and a blond girl  cavorting with various creatures. They looked like they'd pack more fun  than the staid graphics typical of mystery thrillers, e.g. earnest man  in shadow running from or toward something. Don't judge a book by its  cover. LOL. Yah, I read the inside flap or back cover, then judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not until I was nearly done with my first reading of a book from the series, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Dead As A Doornail&lt;/span&gt;, and described it to a friend that I discovered this was the source material for the HBO series, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;True Blood&lt;/span&gt;. This is only significant bc at one time I was wondering what the plot of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;True Blood&lt;/span&gt;  was, being a moderately popular cable show about vamps and having, from  what I've heard, liberal nudity. I hadn't ventured learning more by  looking it up online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say I'm quite digging the books and  yet don't feel a compunction to watch the TV series. I do, however,  visualize Anna Paquin, Alexander Skarsgard and Steven Moyer as the main  characters during my reading. Actually, I may be a bit curious about how  the TV show may or may not handle some of the situations the books describe. I'm certain the show's writers have come up with unique stories for the TV series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sookie  Stackhouse (Paquin) is a young woman living in Bon Temps, LA, working  as a barmaid and mixes with vampires, werewolves, shapeshifters and some  humans. She's also a telepath which makes her stand out to the supernaturals. Sookie's romantically tied to Bill (Moyer) and Eric (Skarsgard),  the area sheriff of vampires and that brings her many adventures. The stories are layered and filled with  unexpected twists (they're mysteries, after all). The writing is sharp  and humorous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dead As a Doornail&lt;/span&gt;, chronologically, probably occurs in the middle of her series. I've read all the books published following &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DAD&lt;/span&gt;. Now I'm starting at the beginning, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Dead Until Dark&lt;/span&gt;.  I need to look up how many there are in total. I've gone through 6,  have 3 more on my desk. Shouldn't be too many to track down after  these....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-451612487491561356?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/451612487491561356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=451612487491561356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/451612487491561356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/451612487491561356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2010/11/dead-books.html' title='The Dead books'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-4059547282205672400</id><published>2010-11-07T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T10:41:13.802-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vampire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zombies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Twilight parody</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 205px; HEIGHT: 309px" id="and_img_0_8120218" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2010/11/07/00/16256_201011070055091.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the library, this cover caught my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The vampire saga has inspired &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Harvard Lampoon &lt;/span&gt;for the first time in 40 years to publish a parody novel based on the series. The book claims to be "complete with romance, danger, insufficient parental guardianship, creepy stalker-like behavior, and a vampire prom." The main characters are called Edwart Mullen and Belle Goose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's exceedingly silly. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-4059547282205672400?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/4059547282205672400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=4059547282205672400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/4059547282205672400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/4059547282205672400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2010/11/twilight-parody.html' title='Twilight parody'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-6969668209180951948</id><published>2010-10-26T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T10:04:14.307-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Francisco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sport'/><title type='text'>Learn new stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;Learned a new term recently. Always wondered what it meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/RBI"&gt;RBI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baseball thing. Go Giants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I checked out &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;World Series&lt;/span&gt; ticket prices on craigslist.org. Around $400-500 a pop for nosebleeds or way out in left field. There are tix for standing-only (didn't know these existed) for much less, relatively speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather a delayed reaction - my becoming a spectator to the sport of baseball. I could care less what was  happening out at AT&amp;amp;T Park until 8 days ago. Better late than never.  :) I do not have the stamina to stretch my attention or interest  for an entire season. Can't  help but to have orange pride right now and I somehow already own a nice  cap. The success of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Giants&lt;/span&gt; take minds off the dismal 49ers (American football). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-6969668209180951948?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/6969668209180951948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=6969668209180951948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/6969668209180951948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/6969668209180951948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2010/10/learn-new-stuff.html' title='Learn new stuff'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-5404856856909390393</id><published>2010-10-21T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T09:57:08.275-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ipod'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silicon Valley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Rick Riordan love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_0_7975245" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2010/10/22/07/16256_201010220719481.thumb.jpg" style="width: 212px; height: 316px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to see &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rick_Riordan"&gt;Rick Riordan&lt;/a&gt; when he visits the Silicon Valley. He's the guy whom we can thank for authoring the book on which this year's fantasy film &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;The Lightning Thief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;was based. Girl-child and her little friends also enjoy the rest of the books in his &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Percy Jackson&lt;/span&gt; series about Greek myths, as well as, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kane Chronicles&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's been only one title, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Red Pyramid&lt;/span&gt;, published under the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kane Chronicles&lt;/span&gt;  - which are about ancient Egyptian gods, magicians, and monsters - thus  far and you bet I have my eye out for the next one to come out  (spring!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl-child hasn't yet gotten into his &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;39 Clues &lt;/span&gt;series. She isn't a big fan of mysteries right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be our first visit together to a book signing. The guy's just released his latest in Percy Jackson adventures, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;The Lost Hero&lt;/span&gt; and only took girl-child a couple of hours to speed-read. She's excited to meet one of her favorite authors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QKL2dlhaF-k/TMcIL5Ic53I/AAAAAAAACEw/GIQrGkFor-U/s1600/rickriordan3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 174px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QKL2dlhaF-k/TMcIL5Ic53I/AAAAAAAACEw/GIQrGkFor-U/s200/rickriordan3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532399667655796594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last book signing I attended was when &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Sculley"&gt;John Sculley&lt;/a&gt;, then the CEO of Apple Computer (iPod!), came to my college campus to sign copies of his autobiography,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Odyssey&lt;/span&gt;. Still have it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;When I told my little friends that an Apple CEO signed a book for me, they were very awestruck and for a brief moment I felt myself being slightly elevated in their eyes. Then I told them it was not Steve Jobs (bc, apparently, many think this guy can do no wrong, and he doesn't). lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;If  you want your babies to enjoy reading when they grow up, you start them  out young. Read to them on a regular basis early - before they've even  learned to crawl! Seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-5404856856909390393?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/5404856856909390393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=5404856856909390393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/5404856856909390393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/5404856856909390393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2010/10/rick-riordan-love.html' title='Rick Riordan love'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QKL2dlhaF-k/TMcIL5Ic53I/AAAAAAAACEw/GIQrGkFor-U/s72-c/rickriordan3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726204891826229749.post-3893211437974813940</id><published>2010-10-11T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T10:42:35.122-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vampire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Netflix'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zombies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Let the right ones in</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Watched 2008's &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Let the Right One In&lt;/span&gt;  a few months back. Loved it. Thought it was a helluva horror movie. It  was adapted from a 2004 bestseller and eventually got around to reading  it. Enjoyed the book, as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  story centers on the relationship between a  12-year-old boy, Oskar, and a 200 y.o. vampire child, Eli. It takes  place in Blackeberg, a working class suburb of Stockholm, in the early  80′s. When Eli's "father" makes the ultimate sacrifice to protect Eli,  Eli's left alone to find her own blood supply. She turns to Oskar and he  must make a decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike  the same-same plots of gory death scenes that make up American movies  of  the same genre, this work focuses on emotional drama and the darker  side of humanity, dealing with  issues such as bullying, drugs, theft, pedophilia, prostitution and  murder as well as the supernatural theme&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  award-winning film impressed so much that I had to read the novel. I  had an inkling that the book would have more scenes and more reveals  than a movie could ever pack. In the first few chapters, the book read  like a play-by-play of the film I saw and then around the halfway mark,  things got interesting. Needless to say, the minimalist film left out a  lot of the gruesome scenes from the book, many of them having to do with  Eli, but also a few &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;lee-tle&lt;/span&gt; details about the characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The  American remake of the Swedish film is in cinemas now and I've read  that it's practically an identical  film, scene for scene, but in  English. I think it's hard marketing this horror film in the States bc  the 18-34 crowd expects something in the vein of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nightmare on Elm Street/Underworld/Texas Chainsaw Massacre&lt;/span&gt;,  whereas, for the 35-over crowd horror is like their last choice. The  one trailer I saw was, I thought, a little misleading. In any event, I  look forward to viewing &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Let Me In&lt;/span&gt;  when it comes to DVD (even though I should be supporting it at the cinema....). &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;By the way, the final scene in the Swedish movie was *great.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the curious...and as my efforts should not be wasted ;p ...I've included &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;spoilers&lt;/span&gt; from the book below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_0_7914250" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2010/10/11/00/16256_201010110049292.thumb.jpg" style="width: 181px; height: 268px;" /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_1_7914249" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2010/10/11/00/16256_201010110049291.thumb.jpg" style="width: 176px; height: 268px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Beware: SPOILER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli  is short for Elias. She's a he, not a girl as the film implies. He can  fly and shape-shift. Someone cut off his penis some time ago. Oskar  knows he's a boy. The older man (father) is a helper/caretaker and does  not die when he falls out the hospital  window after Eli drinks his blood. He's more like an undead - zombie. He  finds Eli and wants to  screw him; he's so in love with him cos he's a pedophile. Eli fights him   off and locks him in a room in the basement. A human also accidentally  gets locked in  there with undead. In pitch darkness, human uses a trophy to bash undead and keep it at bay. We see  Eli's daytime resting place in the bathroom. At least 2 more humans are  killed before the final scene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-3893211437974813940?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/3893211437974813940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=3893211437974813940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/3893211437974813940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/3893211437974813940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2010/10/let-right-ones-in.html' title='Let the right ones in'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-3106383161091131745</id><published>2010-09-25T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T09:10:18.420-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Around</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;Have had to stay  indoors for a couple of days...due to a condition I'm currently  enduring. Actually, I can venture out but I'd rather not contend with stares. haha. It's weird being in this self-imposed confinement. Cabin fever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm suffering from library withdrawal. I find comfort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt; whenever in walking by my desk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;  and seeing a stack of novels that need be tackled. When I'm slogging  through a particularly less-than-riveting book, the stack of unread  books beckoning me is my motivator to hunker down and get through it so I  can move on to something hopefully better. When I commit to a book,  it's rare that it goes unfinished so that's not an option (but it  happens!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm down to one unread novel. It's my lonely paperback copy of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;The Hobbit&lt;/span&gt;.  I placed it on my desk (where it acts as such the sturdy base for the  novels I'm constantly bringing back and stacking on top of ;P) so I  don't forget about it. I only bought it 8 years ago. Back then I plowed  through the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LOTR&lt;/span&gt; trilogy books in 9 days but felt too drained afterwards to take on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Hobbit&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to DVDs, I recently watched a French  prison drama, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;A Prophet&lt;/span&gt;.  It won last year's grand prize at Cannes and was nominated for 2010 Best  Foreign Film by the Academy Awards. It's about a young guy in prison  who gets protection by working for the mob group who own the prison. He  learns how to read and learns about organized crime within and outside  the prison, which includes drugs, murder and something about casinos. In  his 6 years behind bars, he moves up in the mob's hierarchy. The fact  that he's part Arab also serves to his advantage in the prison's  microcosm of ethnic divide. Made me look up &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Corsican&lt;/span&gt;. Recommended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-3106383161091131745?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/3106383161091131745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=3106383161091131745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/3106383161091131745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/3106383161091131745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2010/09/around.html' title='Around'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-1055958527861051895</id><published>2010-09-09T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T08:57:31.915-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T.V.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MP3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gadget'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>You live in a Utopia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;This missive recently crossed my path: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="margin-left: 40px; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious diatribes about how hard things were. When they were growing up; what with walking twenty-five miles to school every morning....Uphill... Barefoot...BOTH ways,  yadda, yadda, yadda&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(199, 199, 199);font-size:10pt;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:10pt;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="margin-left: 40px; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:10pt;" &gt;And I remember promising myself that when I grew up, there was no way in hell I was going to lay a bunch of crap like that on my kids about how hard I had it and how easy they've got it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="margin-left: 40px;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:10pt;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:10pt;" &gt; But now that I'm over the ripe old age of thirty, I can't help but look around and notice the youth of today. You've got it so easy! I mean, compared to my childhood, you live in a damn Utopia! And I hate to say it, but you kids today, you don't know how good you've got it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:10pt;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:10pt;" &gt; I mean, when I was a kid we didn't have computers or the Internet. If we wanted to know something, we had to go to the damn library and look it up ourselves, in the card catalog!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(199, 199, 199);font-size:10pt;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(199, 199, 199);font-size:10pt;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;There was no email!! We had to actually write somebody a letter - with a pen! Then you had to walk all the way across the street and put it in the mailbox, and it would take like a week to get there! Stamps were 10 cents!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:10pt;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:10pt;" &gt; Child Protective Services didn't care if our parents beat us. As a matter of fact, the parents of all my friends also had permission to kick our ass! Nowhere was safe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:10pt;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:10pt;" &gt; There were no MP3's or Napsters or iTunes! If you wanted to steal music, you had to hitchhike to the record store and shoplift it yourself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:10pt;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(199, 199, 199);font-size:10pt;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Or you had to wait around all day to tape it off the radio, and the DJ would usually talk over the beginning and @#*% it all up! There were no&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;CD players! We had tape decks in our car. We'd play our favorite tape and "eject" it when finished, and then the tape would come undone rendering it useless. Cause, hey, that's how we rolled, Baby! Dig?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:10pt;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:10pt;" &gt; We didn't have fancy crap like Call Waiting! If you were on the phone and somebody else called, they got a busy signal, that's it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:10pt;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:10pt;" &gt; There weren't any freakin' cell phones either. If you left the house, you just didn't make a damn call or receive one. You actually had to be out of touch with your "friends". OH MY GOD !!! Think of the horror... not being in touch with someone 24/7!!! And then there's TEXTING. Yeah, right. Please! You kids have no idea how annoying you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(199, 199, 199);font-size:10pt;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(199, 199, 199);font-size:10pt;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;And we didn't have fancy Caller ID either! When the phone rang, you had no idea who it was! It could be your school, your parents, your boss, your bookie, your drug dealer, the collection agent... you just didn't know!!! You had to pick it up and take your chances, mister!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(199, 199, 199);font-size:10pt;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:10pt;" &gt; We didn't have any fancy PlayStation or Xbox video games with high-resolution 3-D graphics! We had the Atari 2600! With games like 'Space Invaders' and 'Asteroids'. Your screen guy was a little square! You actually had to use your imagination!!! And there were no multiple levels or screens, it was just one screen... Forever! And you could never win. The game just kept getting harder and harder and faster and faster until you died! Just like LIFE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(199, 199, 199);font-size:10pt;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(199, 199, 199);font-size:10pt;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You had to use a little book called a TV Guide to find out what was on! You were screwed when it came to channel surfing! You had to get off your ass and walk over to the TV to change the channel!!! NO REMOTES!!! Oh, no, what's the world coming to?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:10pt;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(199, 199, 199);font-size:10pt;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; There were only six channels&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;2,4,5,7,9,11 and 13 was on VHF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; There was no Cartoon Network either! You could only get cartoons on Saturday Morning. Do you hear what I'm saying? We had to wait ALL WEEK for cartoons, you spoiled little rat-finks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; And we didn't have microwaves. If we wanted to heat something up, we had to use the stove! Imagine that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; And our parents told us to stay outside and play... all day long. Oh, no, no electronics to soothe and comfort. And if you came back inside... you were doing chores!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; And car seats - oh, please! Mom threw you in the back seat and you hung on. If you were lucky, you got the "safety arm" across the chest at the last moment if she had to stop suddenly, and if your head hit the dashboard, well that was your fault for calling "shot gun" in the first place!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; See! That's exactly what I'm talking about! You kids today have got it too easy. You're spoiled rotten! You guys wouldn't have lasted five minutes back in 1980 or any time before!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Regards,&lt;br /&gt;The Over 30 Crowd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would add:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I  don't know what part of where the writer lived as a kid but I thought  it was universal that there was weekday, after-school children's  programming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually had access to a staggering 9 channels: 2, 5, 7, 9, 11, 20, 26, 36, 44. I used to think it'd be &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;disastrous&lt;/span&gt;  if I were the one to break the channel knob on the b&amp;amp;w TV set. My  brother and I used to argue who'd get up to change the channel, and, of  course, that task used to land on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one heard of cordless  phones. No privacy when you're talking with the sweetheart or BFF. Or if  you were like me, you procured a long extension cord that you'd  tediously coil back up when you were through with your "private" call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throw in cameras too. Single-vision cameras. The kind that used film &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if&lt;/span&gt;  you were lucky enough for someone in the family to even own a camera.  You'd take a couple of pics and wait until the whole film roll was used  up &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; developed (which  might take months or years if you were like me and it sat in a drawer  to "wait for more"). No instant gratification. Otherwise, it was commit  to memory, honey, or nothing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-1055958527861051895?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/1055958527861051895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=1055958527861051895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/1055958527861051895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/1055958527861051895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2010/09/you-live-in-utopia.html' title='You live in a Utopia'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-394380727434593450</id><published>2010-08-19T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T08:47:34.227-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Inception's kicks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;This helps to explain many things about &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Inception&lt;/span&gt;. I understood the dreams and stuff but didn't connect the events they'd trigger at each level to produce the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;kicks&lt;/span&gt;. I think I would've gotten it if I viewed the film a second time. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DaEcjO6sxq0&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;See it here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;One thing I  distinctly recall going "Hm, how'd he do that?" during my viewing of the movie was when  Arthur (Joseph Gordon-Levitt) somehow transported his bundled batch of sleeping people out of  the hotel's lift and onto the roof of the cab. How'd they fit through the elevator opening? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Loved the movie, btw. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-394380727434593450?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/394380727434593450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=394380727434593450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/394380727434593450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/394380727434593450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2010/08/inceptions-kicks.html' title='Inception&apos;s kicks'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-3320189134874359034</id><published>2010-08-19T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T08:48:11.182-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='museum'/><title type='text'>Oakland Museum</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;Paid a visit to &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://museumca.org/"&gt;Oakland Museum of California&lt;/a&gt; the other day. Mainly to check out the &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://museumca.org/press/pixar-25-years-of-animation-to-open-july-31-2010"&gt;Pixar: 25 Years of Animation&lt;/a&gt;  exhibit that I'd heard about. Spent most of my time at the museum in  that exhibit checking out all the artwork. Walls and walls of pencil  drawings, digital paintings, collages, molds, etc. Am amazed at the  talent of the Pixar artists utilizing the simplest of tools - pencil and  paper. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_0_7612026" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2010/08/13/11/16256_201008131103374.thumb.jpg" style="width: 329px; height: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The  wide-screen Pixar artscape (movie) was also pretty awe-inspiring,  coming close to projecting 3-D animation without the use of clumsy  glasses. Not everyone can stomach this sort of effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone must have a favorite Pixar movie or movies. Mine happen to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Finding Nemo&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Up&lt;/span&gt;. The others are well-liked and admired with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Cars&lt;/span&gt;  at the very bottom. I think Owen Wilson's voice had something to do  with its low ranking. I don't know why..... Maybe it's the characters as  cars, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  rest of the museum was OK. There is the California History collection  and a California Art collection. Kinda skipped through them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: arial;" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_1_7612024" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2010/08/13/11/16256_201008131103372.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: arial;" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_2_7612023" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2010/08/13/11/16256_201008131103371.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_3_7612028" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2010/08/13/11/16256_201008131103376.thumb.jpg" style="width: 412px; height: 309px; font-family: arial;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_4_7612027" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2010/08/13/11/16256_201008131103375.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-3320189134874359034?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/3320189134874359034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=3320189134874359034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/3320189134874359034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/3320189134874359034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2010/08/oakland-museum.html' title='Oakland Museum'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-2269750059484205959</id><published>2010-07-07T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T10:42:16.012-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vampire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silicon Valley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>An Eclipse in the morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Whoa, I actually went to a midnight, June 30 showing of &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Twilight: Eclipse&lt;/span&gt; and it was nothing like I’d ever been a part of. I'm pretty good at not being swept up into any of the day's pop culture phenomenons. Heck, I've never been compelled to take part in anything that began after midnight except perhaps New Year's Eve parties - which technically begin before the stroke of midnight - in my younger days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At San Jose's Santa Row's Cinearts cinema, five of six theaters were devoted to a 12:15 a.m. screening of &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Eclipse&lt;/span&gt;. I don't know if this cinema scheduled a 3:00 a.m. screening as well. The queue wound orderly in a closed off portion of the Cinearts parking lot. The people - young and old, male and female - were out in force with their T-shirts, bags, blankets, etc. Close to the time of being admitted into the theater, workers hawked their &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt; T-shirts and who knows what else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it'd be fun to socialize with a few friends who happen to share an interest in the story - along with a couple thousand others with a similar mind - before checking out the much-hyped film. To me, being with amiable friends was an event in itself. The novelty and craziness of it and our healthy respect for the books made it the more interesting. :-) We all chucked our families and kids aside to... hang out. I have to give props to one of the ladies for getting in line at 5 p.m.! I joined her much later in the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from the as-expected bevy of &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;high-pitched, squealy&lt;/span&gt; teens (who seemed to all be seated directly behind my seat, Argh) and a decidedly mediocre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; movie, I had a blast (in spite of the movie's quality). I'm amazed I didn't doze bc it was so past my bedtime. Zzz. Perhaps I need to watch it again when I'm fully alert. My opinion of the film may improve. Critics have said this third installment is the best of the bunch so far but as of this moment, I'm still liking the first film best of all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-2269750059484205959?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/2269750059484205959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=2269750059484205959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/2269750059484205959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/2269750059484205959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2010/07/eclipse-in-morning.html' title='An Eclipse in the morning'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-9183429865170622756</id><published>2010-07-07T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T19:34:35.203-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sport'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='game'/><title type='text'>Vu-vuuu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thing is called a&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vuvuzela"&gt;vuvuzela  horn&lt;/a&gt;, huh? What an... interesting  name. Cos it makes a vu-vu sound? Okaaay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had one of these things when I was a kid (didn't we all?). We tooted this horn around the house and probably into one  another's ears when one of us wasn't looking. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It conjures  images of my brother and I blowing the horn out our second-story window.  The mischievous exercise was to wait for unsuspecting pedestrians and "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BOOOT!&lt;/span&gt;" (that's what I think it sounds like) to  rouse them from their reverie. We'd hide when the victim looked up. We  were awful at times. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, we didn't derive much  else in entertainment from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 279px; height: 213px;" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_1_7365343" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2010/06/23/23/16256_201006232350361.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;One thing that used to bug me about having soccer playing on  TV was the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vu-vu&lt;/span&gt;ing noises emanating from thousands of spectators blowing such a  horn. The insistent, constant humming had a way of getting on my nerves.  However, for some reason during this year's &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;World Cup&lt;/span&gt;, the noise no longer phases me. It's  like my ears have lost their sensitivity to the annoying buzz and I'm no  longer compelled to clutch my head in agony. ;p Of course, turning down  the set's volume would've alleviated the torturous sound too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-9183429865170622756?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/9183429865170622756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=9183429865170622756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/9183429865170622756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/9183429865170622756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2010/07/vu-vuuu.html' title='Vu-vuuu'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-2256671585420524676</id><published>2010-07-07T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T19:28:02.950-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ipod'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MP3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gadget'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><title type='text'>Music that doesn't cost a penny</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm such a late  bloomer with so many  things. The latest is free  music. To think that I had been &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;buying&lt;/span&gt; my music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;up until very recently!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  I recently got back into the music "scene." Just the listening  part, that is. Ever since I came into possession of an mp3 player - and  only after someone gifted me with a $50&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; iTunes&lt;/span&gt; gift card several Christmases  before that - music buying was sporadic and only if a track or album  greatly moved me. As  such, my library of downloaded music was pretty non-existent.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Then I learned there  exist free online programs that "convert" youtube vids to audio-only  files that could then be downloaded  onto music players. Imagine that! :-) And so easy to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I imagine these kinds of  apps are upsetting, to put it mildly, to some industry folks&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Reminds me of my &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Napster&lt;/span&gt;  days, when my downloads ate up almost entire hard drives on my computers  at work. heehee. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  I use &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://listentoyoutube.com/"&gt;listentoyoutube.com&lt;/a&gt; a lot.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;There are now tracks by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Big Bang&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lady Gaga&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Katy Perry&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Charice&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Justin  Bieber&lt;/span&gt;, and many unknown Japanese artists taking up real estate on my laptop's hard disk. Er, none of those are allowed  on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; Ipod, believe me. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-2256671585420524676?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/2256671585420524676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=2256671585420524676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/2256671585420524676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/2256671585420524676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2010/07/music-that-doesnt-cost-penny.html' title='Music that doesn&apos;t cost a penny'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-6042581288292834726</id><published>2010-06-12T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T10:41:02.660-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>Aircraft complaints</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;Was reading about air traffic control. There was a section in the book with real passenger aircraft  maintenance complaints and problems as submitted by &lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Air_Australia"&gt;Qantas&lt;/a&gt; pilots, and  the solutions recorded by maintenance engineers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem (P): The problem logged by the  pilot.&lt;br /&gt;S (solution): The solution and action taken by the engineers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: Left inside main tire almost needs  replacement.&lt;br /&gt;S: Almost replaced left inside main tire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: Test flight OK, except auto-land very  rough.&lt;br /&gt;S: Auto-land not installed on this aircraft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: Something loose in the cockpit.&lt;br /&gt;S:  Something tightened in the cockpit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: Dead bugs on windshield.&lt;br /&gt;S: Live bugs on back  order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: Autopilot in  altitude-hold mode produces a 200 feet/minute descent.&lt;br /&gt;S:  Cannot reproduce problem on ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: Evidence of leak on right main landing gear.&lt;br /&gt;S:  Evidence removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: DME  volume unbelievably loud.&lt;br /&gt;S: DME volume set to more believable  level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: Friction locks cause  throttle levers to stick.&lt;br /&gt;S: That's what they're there for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: IFF inoperative.&lt;br /&gt;S: IFF  always inoperative in OFF mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P:  Suspected crack in windshield.&lt;br /&gt;S: Suspect you're right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: Number three engine missing.&lt;br /&gt;S:  Engine found on right wing after brief search.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: Aircraft handles funny.&lt;br /&gt;S:  Aircraft warned to straighten up, fly right, and be serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: Target radar hums.&lt;br /&gt;S:  Reprogrammed target radar with lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: Mouse in cockpit.&lt;br /&gt;S: Cat installed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-6042581288292834726?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/6042581288292834726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=6042581288292834726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/6042581288292834726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/6042581288292834726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2010/06/aircraft-complaints.html' title='Aircraft complaints'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-1153636373085152655</id><published>2010-05-17T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T14:01:15.758-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Francisco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrity'/><title type='text'>Bobby Lee comedy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;If it hadn't been for  Facebook, I wouldn't have known Bobby Lee'd be in town performing at the Punchline. Been  meaning to catch him this lifetime. I'd not seen any part of his act  anywhere but instinctively knew I'd get some big laughs when I did. I  was not disappointed. He's such a physical humorist which I'm sure many  of you already know. He doesn't just flow from one story after the  other. He was the reason I used to sometimes tune into &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 153);" href="http://madtv.com/"&gt;MAD-tv&lt;/a&gt; on   free-TV...if I had managed to stay awake at that late hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two  other acts preceded him. First, there was the un-funny Edwin Lee whom I  pitied while waiting through his excruciating routine. He was followed  by the funnier Nick Yusef who had better energy and... jokes. Finally,  Bobby emerged in his weathered, yellow T, tight black jeans with ample &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;butt cleavage&lt;/span&gt;, and red  sneakers without shoelaces. I would later understood why this was his  choice of clothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were seated, I mentally cringed at  our seats 2 tables from the front of the little stage because I feared  being singled out by a comedian for whatever reason - the way I laughed,  the way I sat, the way my drink squirted out of my nose. I don't know  if this was a blessing or a missed opportunity in Bobby Lee's case but I  was saved from seeing him flash his &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;pubes&lt;/span&gt;, twice, by the big head of the patron in front of  me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby pranced, postured, paced and pontificated to satisfying  effect. I think I wiped away most of my eye make-up along with the  tears from zestful laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His closing bit involved going  nearly naked. I suppose I've seen enough of his body from some of the &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 153);" href="http://madtv.com/"&gt;MAD-tv&lt;/a&gt;  skits that there was nothing left to imagination, though it was  interesting seeing up close how smooth and soft his skin is. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For  his close, Bobby picked out a male participant for whom he would  perform a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;lap dance&lt;/span&gt; to  go on stage. But before all that, he asked for the participant's vital  stats starting with name and living. When Ryan Lin (the participant) said he  was a student, Bobby's face lit up with a knowing glint. I think most  of the Asians in the room knew what Bobby was thinking. So Bobby asks,  "You go to UC Berkeley?" Righto! "What are you studying?" "Pre-med." For  some reason, the audience roared with laughter. That along with  Bobby's gesticulations of the "Of course you doooo!!! You're Asian!" variety. Anyway,  this must sound not the least bit humorous but it was, I swear. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  didn't think my companion, who is not Asian, got the subtext of the bit  above so I explained it to her later. She now understands the  Asian-parent-the-world-over's wet dream. ;P I suppose this is any  parent's wet dream but you must know the stereotype of Asians being the  most studious and very industrious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprised to learn that Bobby's 38. He said he'd  have to put his lap dancing days behind him soon because of his age. I  can't see him giving up this shtick. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;Overall, an entertaining evening despite feeling that perhaps Bobby was not totally into the night's gig. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;The little, funny man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_4_7142790" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2010/05/17/09/16256_201005170903345.thumb.jpg" style="width: 289px; height: 386px; font-family: arial;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-1153636373085152655?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/1153636373085152655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=1153636373085152655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/1153636373085152655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/1153636373085152655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2010/05/bobby-lee-comedy.html' title='Bobby Lee comedy'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-5297178507588333965</id><published>2010-05-04T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T11:58:07.348-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='game'/><title type='text'>If you want to meet a girl....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;To get the attention of a lady, may I suggest one of these pick-up lines?  ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do  you believe in love at first sight or should I walk by again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss my teddy bear.  Would you sleep with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Excuse  me, I need your phone # to give my friend so he'll know where he can  get a hold of me in the morning. &lt;/span&gt;(Hello! Mobile phone!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There are 265 bones in the human body. How'd you  like one more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If it's true that we  are what we eat, then I could be you by morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let's bypass all the bullshit and just get naked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're so beautiful,  I'd never kick you out of bed...unless you wanted to do it on the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The word of the day is  legs. Let's go back to my place and spread the word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If I told you that you have a beautiful body,  would you hold it against me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My  magic watch tells me you're naked - wait, maybe it's a few minutes fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you live on a  chicken farm? No? Well, you sure do know how to raise cocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If I were you, I'd have sex with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let's do breakfast tomorrow. Shall I call you or  nudge you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How about you sit on  my lap and we'll talk about the first thing that pops up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That outlooks looks good on you...but it would  look a lot better in a crumpled heap next to my bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you have a map? Because I keep getting lost in  your eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What do you say we go  back to my room and do some math. Add a bed, subtract our clothes,  divide your legs and multiply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you  wash your pants with Windex? Because I can really see myself in them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There are a lot of  fish in the sea, but you're the only one I'd like to catch and mount  back at my place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Screw me if I'm wrong,  but have we met before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Didn't  anyone tell you that you wanted to sleep with me? I thought you knew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope you know CPR  because you take my breath away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Are  those space pants, because your ass is out of this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If I tell you my name, will you scream it while I  pleasure you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Great news! I've just  received government funding for a four-hour expedition to find your  G-spot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wow. You with those  curves and me with no brakes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How  would you like your eggs in the morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-5297178507588333965?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/5297178507588333965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=5297178507588333965&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/5297178507588333965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/5297178507588333965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-you-want-to-meet-girl.html' title='If you want to meet a girl....'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-4355481390906191272</id><published>2010-05-04T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T11:52:57.865-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hong Kong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='china'/><title type='text'>Coach Totes for a cause</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;COACH&lt;/span&gt; recently  launched a “Star Totes” charity  event inviting celebrities to put their  art on a  Coach tote for an online auction. All proceeds go to the  Jackie Chan Charitable  Foundation. Celebs who lent their time and  creativity included: James Franco, Julianne Moore, Christina Ricci, Karen Mok,  Vanness Wu, Edison Chen, Jackie Chan and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://eladies.sina.com.cn/z/coach_sh_flagship/auction.html"&gt;See  the bags here&lt;/a&gt;. Most of them were  done up extremely well and with care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm liking Cameron Diaz's tote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_2_7059404" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2010/04/30/02/16256_201004300253351.thumb.jpg" style="width: 301px; height: 403px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is the saddest-looking design. By Kristen Stewart.  Compared to the effort of the other celebs, it looks like she didn't even  bother to try. :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_3_7059406" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2010/04/30/02/16256_201004300256371.thumb.jpg" style="width: 311px; height: 415px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-4355481390906191272?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/4355481390906191272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=4355481390906191272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/4355481390906191272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/4355481390906191272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2010/05/coach-totes-for-cause.html' title='Coach Totes for a cause'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-433640193728794889</id><published>2010-04-09T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T08:14:28.778-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Qingming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daly City'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother'/><title type='text'>Gift from a dead man</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;With &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.china.org.cn/english/features/Festivals/78319.htm"&gt;Qing  Ming festival&lt;/a&gt; last week, I made the annual  visit to my favorite cemeteries. This time we persuaded the in-laws to  go during the weekend of rather than their usual weekend after. Not sure  why they say it's their custom to go after QM. Is it because of the  crowds or their people's tradition? Nevertheless, we happened to be  available and insisted we go on the weekend of, on a Saturday, and in  the early-afternoon (they like to go late).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The forecast called for showers this  weekend but there was a respite on Saturday and the weather turned out  very nice. Usually when we do this, it's chilly, windy and foggy -  typical cemetery weather (;p). We arrived in time to catch the  conclusion of the free food giveaway at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Woodlawn Cemetery&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Woodlawn&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;posh&lt;/span&gt;  enough to hold an annual Qing Ming celebration complete with lion dancers,  prayers with Buddhist monks and free Chinese food. The food organizers  were tearing-down and heaping platefuls of the last of the food to any  takers. The roast pork was tender and lean, the chow mein was fair but  the egg rolls and punch were only fit for consumption by the trash bin.  Overall, the fair weather and food made the festival at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Woodlawn&lt;/span&gt; a more pleasant outing than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next stop was up the hill to the  decidedly less posh &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chinese Cemetery&lt;/span&gt;.  No neat fields of cut green grass or paved paths here. Father-in-law  always puts together a package (incense, flowers, paper money, a paper  watch) for my ancestor so we can do the rounds at the same time for both  sides of our families. I had asked him once and now he undertakes it  every year. It's much appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we instructed FIL to sit tight in the car, I set up the  offerings around my dad's grave. Picnics, gravestone-cleanings and  chattering were going on around me. Seagulls hovered overhead and I  wondered if I'd end up a victim of their droppings. As I waited for the hubby  to find shelter from the wind to start a light for the incense, I  offered up reminisces of my dad to the little people. Sometimes it's the same  stories or sometimes a "new" memory returns to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIL got antsy in the car and decided to  join us. Actually he usually is out there with us because he likes to be  in charge of this sort of thing. When hubby returned with his handful  of lit incense, he thought he spotted what looked like a $100 bill on  the ground behind my dad's gravestone. But before he could orient  himself to pick it up, an &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;80+ y.o. man&lt;/span&gt; swiftly, nimbly swooped in, not unlike the hungry seagull  flying above my head, and furtively tucked it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two men were clucking away about  finding money and there I was searching about trying to spot it. Well,  of course there was no money left on the ground to look at as it had  already been spirited safely away into someone's pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny bit was how hubby exclaimed he  couldn't believe how fast were the reflexes of his octogenarian dad, not  to mention how sharp still is his vision. The old man literally swooped  in and picked it off from hubby on the approach! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening, we dined at a restaurant  with the in-laws and my mom. We thanked Mr. TDT (my dad) for the night's  meal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-433640193728794889?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/433640193728794889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=433640193728794889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/433640193728794889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/433640193728794889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2010/04/gift-from-dead-man.html' title='Gift from a dead man'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-5045301070122817184</id><published>2010-03-23T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T12:47:38.162-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Spring is finally here</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;Winter's over! Had to celebrate with a big, fat, scrumptious apple pie under the California sun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: arial;" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_0_6844651" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2010/03/21/23/16256_201003212307461.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_1_6844652" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2010/03/21/23/16256_201003212307462.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't wait for it to cool down before helping myself to a &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;lee-tle&lt;/span&gt; sliver. The crust was purrfect. The process involves around an hour of being on the feet and makes my knees feel creaky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt; Don't think I'll ever tire of this dessert or of preparing it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completed my first &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;U.S. Census&lt;/span&gt; questionnaire the other day. I was surprised at how simple the questions were - just the 5 basics: name, gender, address, birthdate, race, and where we live most of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: arial;" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_2_6844653" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2010/03/21/23/16256_201003212307463.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class=" on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="img/blank.gif" alt="Align Center" class="gl_align_center" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only other Census I was involved with occurred when I was a preadolescent and I was on the phone for a very long time being asked a seemingly endless series of very specific questions. That was the first and, up until last week, the last time ever having anything to do with a Census. These things take place every 10 years yet where were the PSAs and questionnaires the other times? Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-5045301070122817184?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/5045301070122817184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=5045301070122817184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/5045301070122817184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/5045301070122817184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-is-finally-here.html' title='Spring is finally here'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-3029405536222715955</id><published>2010-02-25T12:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T12:14:32.509-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Netflix'/><title type='text'>3 Films</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm slowly making inroads into my films of "quality" (or of critical acclaim) in my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Netflix&lt;/span&gt; queue. Three films I highly recommend are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Hurt Locker&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;District 9&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In The Loop&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;The Hurt Locker&lt;/span&gt;. I didn't know about wanting to watch a war movie but this one's more than just a war movie. It's not about strategies and combat and politics or watching soldiers go down as their limbs are blown off and blood squirting out at every angle - something to do with how ovaries are totally repelled by this sort of fare (unless it's in Chinese, dress the characters in historical costumes and has subtitles ;P). The film's about a squad of 3 whose job is to locate and deactivate improvised explosive devices (IEDs). It's about the 3 men's psyches in their mega-dangerous jobs. It's tight, it's tense, it's masterful in dropping the viewer in on an aspect of real-life modern warfare in the Middle East that most of us couldn't have imagined. No off-putting, fancy camera-work. Gritty. Excellent. Hope it picks up the key Oscars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_1_6710324" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2010/02/22/04/16256_201002220453432.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;District 9&lt;/span&gt;. I heard the title and vaguely knew it was about aliens. I think I ignored it bc I had assumed it would be about how Earth had to defend itself against an aggressive alien race. The film was a pleasant surprise. It's the aliens who are helpless as their spaceship breaks down over Johannesburg. They aren't aggressive (although they're "ugly" and powerful) and are moved by the Multi-National United forces (a business) into shacks in District 9. They're there for years and years, until District 9 is deemed overcrowded and the locals have become resentful of having aliens in their backyards. When the MNU go in to hand the aliens their eviction notices (!), that's when the trouble starts for one particular MNU agent/scientist. The film starts out like a documentary then changes into a narrative. I thought the concept was original and the acting and dialog worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_2_6710325" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2010/02/22/04/16256_201002220453433.thumb.jpg" style="width: 199px; height: 296px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;In The Loop&lt;/span&gt;. This film is a wicked black comedy about the maneuverings of the the concerned officials (and their lackeys) in the UK and the US governments to persuade or dissuade each other about launching an invasion in the Middle East. Actually, it's less persuasion bc that would mean they're actually considering the issues of a real war than it is more about egos and one-upping the other. Everyone seems to be a buffoon or an idiot. The dialog is fast and the profanity is crazy.  Gotta love the profane, British metaphors. The film's hilarious but also depressing bc you just know some of this absurdity (and accompanying buffoonery) actually exists within our governments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_3_6710323" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2010/02/22/04/16256_201002220453431.thumb.jpg" style="width: 271px; height: 271px; font-family: arial;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-3029405536222715955?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/3029405536222715955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=3029405536222715955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/3029405536222715955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/3029405536222715955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2010/02/3-films.html' title='3 Films'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-8378814808215101376</id><published>2010-02-14T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T08:58:09.594-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Snow Fan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;" href="http://www.amazon.com/Snow-Flower-Secret-Fan-Novel/dp/0812980352/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1265168479&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Snow Flower and the Secret Fan&lt;/a&gt; by Lisa See.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_2_6634293" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2010/02/03/11/16256_201002031140111.thumb.jpg" style="width: 143px; height: 222px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugh Jackman and Li Bingbing have signed up to be a part of the big-screen adaptation. Directed by Wayne Wang (remember him?). I see Jun Ji-Hyun, or Gianna Jun, is also involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've read this and thought it very good. I have read all of Lisa See's novels. Can't recall exactly where in the story there'd be the need for a megahunk like HJ to make an appearance (officer during the war, perhaps?). A little tweak over here...a tweak over there, etc. ;p I suppose TPTB would have found a way to re-imagine the book, especially to get the movie off the ground. I look forward to the final product, I think.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-8378814808215101376?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/8378814808215101376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=8378814808215101376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/8378814808215101376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/8378814808215101376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2010/02/snow-fan.html' title='Snow Fan'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-4010158017547664552</id><published>2010-02-14T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T08:49:15.061-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silicon Valley'/><title type='text'>Objectified</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I recently watched &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.objectifiedfilm.com/about/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Objectified&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (2009), a documentary about "our complex relationship with manufactured objects and, by extension, the people who design them. It’s a look at the creativity at work behind everything from toothbrushes to tech gadgets. It’s about the designers who re-examine, re-evaluate and re-invent our manufactured environment on a daily basis. It’s about personal expression, identity, consumerism, and sustainability."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;What's a doc about industrial design without the inclusion of Apple Computer? A design head from the company was prominently featured. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;blahblahblah&lt;/span&gt;. Apple's  been on the game in terms of industrial design - and products, some would insist - for a long, long time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Something I came away with after watching &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Objectified&lt;/span&gt;. To me, these have always been regular ol' toothpicks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_3_6614416" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2010/02/01/09/16256_201002010902031.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blunt end has the nice carvings. Never thought much of it, until &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.objectifiedfilm.com/about/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Objectified &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;demonstrated that this is how these specially-designed toothpicks are to be properly utilized:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_4_6614385" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2010/02/01/09/16256_201002010900311.thumb.jpg" style="width: 291px; height: 183px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well, I'll be...! The notched end is designed to be easily broken off to allow the toothpick to rest on it. Brilliant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-4010158017547664552?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/4010158017547664552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=4010158017547664552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/4010158017547664552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/4010158017547664552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2010/02/objectified.html' title='Objectified'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-4661835647200514842</id><published>2010-01-22T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T12:18:51.724-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hawaii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T.V.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daniel Wu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Netflix'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Movie news</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Some recent movie news that peaked my interest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;21 Jump Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;movie in the works. Jonah Hill is part of the cast. Hm. That foul-mouthed, lonely guy from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Superbad&lt;/span&gt; and the earnest hotel worker in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Forgetting Sarah Marshall&lt;/span&gt;. The TV show introduced me to Johnny Depp's amazing facial bone structure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Wuthering Heights&lt;/span&gt; gonna be remade. As much as I enjoyed the novel, I think I've only read it once because it was quite intense for me when I read it for the first time at age 14. I'm sure I won't feel the same now but I think I'm gonna skip Heathcliff's and Catherine's torture all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Paranormal Activity&lt;/span&gt; sequel is unavoidable. I haven't yet seen the original-made-for-$11K. Netflix says "very long wait." I'm pretty certain the sequel will have a little bit more put in to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That pregnancy self-help book, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;What To Expect When You're Expecting&lt;/span&gt;, to be made into a movie. About 7 couples who, I presume, are in one stage or another in the family way. This was my bible for the first kid; not so much the second cos I had everything down. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean 4&lt;/span&gt; (On Stranger Tides) to start filming over on Oahu and Kauai this summer for a release next summer. Jack and Barbossa on the hunt for the mystical fountain of youth. Hawaii for me this summer? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porn parodies from the good folks at Hustler on the way: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;This Ain't Avatar XXX&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This Ain't Glee XXX&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This Ain't Curb Your Enthusiasm XXX&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This Ain't CSI XXX: Chatsworth&lt;/span&gt;. They've already released &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This Ain't Star Trek XXX&lt;/span&gt;. :D Hmm....curious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Let The Right One In&lt;/span&gt; was nominated for a &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://www.bafta.org/press/film-awards-nominations,80,SNS.html"&gt;2010 BAFTA&lt;/a&gt; under "Film Not In The English Language category." This is only significant to me because out of the 5 films nominated, I actually saw this one. It's a vampire movie but also more than that. A 12-y.o. kid finds friendship and gets some idea on how to deal with a couple of pesky bullies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QKL2dlhaF-k/S1oIDT0jc-I/AAAAAAAACEg/ukJrJKx59j0/s1600-h/let-the-right-one-in.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QKL2dlhaF-k/S1oIDT0jc-I/AAAAAAAACEg/ukJrJKx59j0/s200/let-the-right-one-in.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429661153701884898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I've been meaning to check out the novel, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo&lt;/span&gt;. Someday I'll get around to it. Thrillers and crime novels don't seem to get much of my attention. The film version's on the verge of being in cinemas which is cool. What's even cooler is that the whole trilogy has been adapted in a timely manner - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dragon Tattoo&lt;/span&gt; will be out in March,  in Sept and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Girl Who Played with FireThe Girl Who Kicked The Hornet's Nest&lt;/span&gt; in November. I like the planning and commitment...and faith... put into the development of these, apparently, wildly popular books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And have you heard about Kevin Spacey's &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Inseparable&lt;/span&gt;? Also stars Daniel Wu...but you don't hear DW talking about it &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://www.alivenotdead.com/danielwu"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; or anything. A black comedy. Yes, do a comedy for a change. Please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this piece on the &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 153);" href="http://www.chud.com/articles/articles/21684/1/THE-DEVIN039S-ADVOCATE-WHY-BREAKING-DAWN-MUST-BE-MADE-INTO-A-MOVIE/Page1.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Twilight Saga: Breaking Dawn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;adaptation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is, I found, effing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hilarious&lt;/span&gt;. Don't make the jump if you're worried about story spoilers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-4661835647200514842?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/4661835647200514842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=4661835647200514842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/4661835647200514842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/4661835647200514842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2010/01/movie-news.html' title='Movie news'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QKL2dlhaF-k/S1oIDT0jc-I/AAAAAAAACEg/ukJrJKx59j0/s72-c/let-the-right-one-in.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726204891826229749.post-694587805703058280</id><published>2010-01-13T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T10:43:47.378-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nanjing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T.V.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mexico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hallyu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='korea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='china'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Movies of '09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;It's January.... which calls for a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; review of my 2009 movies. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;124&lt;/span&gt; - The &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;total&lt;/span&gt; number of films watched last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; - The number of made-for-&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; series I viewed (&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Lost in Austen, Little Dorrit, P&amp;amp;P&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;- The number of films of the &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;stand-up&lt;/span&gt; format (&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Jeff Dunham: Spark of Insanity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt; - The number of titles/films viewed in &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;June&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;busiest&lt;/span&gt; movie month (&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Pride &amp;amp; Prejudice, Death Note, Death Note II: The Last Name, The Orphanage, Pineapple Express, Sukiyaki Western Django, The X-Files, Time, Up, Tokyo Gore Police, The Motel, McDull: Prince de la Bun, Run Fatboy Run, L'Auberge Espagnole, Chiche Bombon, Now and Forever&lt;/span&gt;) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt; - The number of original titles/films viewed in &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;November&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;fewest&lt;/span&gt; movie month (&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Little Dorrit, Air Buddies, Rough Cut, Linda Linda Linda, Maid of Honor, Twilight, Late Ozu: Equinox Flower&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; - The number of &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;documentaries&lt;/span&gt; I viewed&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Michael Buble Meets Madison Square Garden, The Great Happiness Space&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; - The number of films from &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Mexico&lt;/span&gt; viewed (&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Rudo y Cursi&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;31&lt;/span&gt; - The number of &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Japanese&lt;/span&gt; films viewed (&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Bright Future, Flower and Snake, Love and Honor, Train Man: Densha Otoko, Death Note, Death Note II, Tokyo Gore Police, Spirited Away, Honey and Clover, Samurai Fiction, The Great Happiness Space, Castle in the Sky, Tokyo!, Totoro my Neighbor, Gemini, Ponyo on the Cliff by the Sea, Man, Woman and the Wall, Nausicaa of the Valley of the Wind, The Geisha, Firefly Dream, Azumi, Happy Flight, Schoolboy Crush, Onmyoji II, Doing Time, An Autumn Afternoon, Princess Mononoke, Genghis Khan: To the Ends of the Earth and Sea, Tokyo Sonata, Linda Linda Linda, Late Ozu: Equinox Flower&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt; - The number of &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Korean&lt;/span&gt; films viewed (&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;An Affair, Dream, A Tale of Two Sisters, Temptation of Eve: A Good Wife, Sad Movie, Lover's Concerto, In Between Days, Time, Now and Forever, Frozen Flower, The Classic, Singles, White Valentine, The Good, the Bad, the Weird, Texture of Skin, Rough Cut&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;14&lt;/span&gt; - The number of countries of which movies I viewed (Argentina, Chile, HK/China, France, Germany, Italy, Japan, Kazhakstan, Korea, Mexico, Spain, Taiwan, UK, USA).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; - The number of &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;musicals&lt;/span&gt; viewed (&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;High School Musical&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt; - The Number of animated films viewed (&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Spirited Away, Castle in the Sky, Totoro my Neighbor, Ponyo on the Cliff by the Sea, Nausicaa of the Valley of the Wind, Princess Mononoke, Avatar, Up, Coraline&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;39&lt;/span&gt; - The number of &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;US&lt;/span&gt; movies viewed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt; - The number of &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Hong Kong&lt;/span&gt; and/or &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;China&lt;/span&gt; collaborations films I viewed (&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Ip Man, Red Cliff II, Happy Together, Young and Dangerous, Beyond Hypothermia, Painted Skin, PTU: Tactical Unit - Human Nature, Once Upon a Time in China, The Way We Are, Ashes of Time Redux, McDull: Prince de la Bun, Ocean Flame&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt; - The number of films viewed on the &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;big screen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;(&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Angels and Demons, Up, Avatar, New Moon, Ponyo on the Cliff by the Sea&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; - The number of films viewed on an &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;airplane&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;The Day the Earth Stood Still&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; - The number of films viewed via &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;streaming&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Cashback, The Great Happiness Space, Man on the Train&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; - The number of films viewed on the &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;same subject&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Genghis Khan: To the Ends of the Earth and Sea, Mongol, Nanjing: City of Life and Death, Nanking&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt;* - The number of films based on a book or comic (&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;The Reader, P&amp;amp;P, Confessions of a Shopaholic, LOTR: Return of the King, Twilight, New Moon, Death Note, Death Note II, Angels and Demons, Train Man: Densha Otoko, Brideshead Revisited&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* I'm sure there are more films based on literary works &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;that I've viewed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;of which I'm unaware and don't feel inclined to research.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;1958&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;Oldest&lt;/span&gt; film viewed (&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Late Ozu: Equinox Flower&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-694587805703058280?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/694587805703058280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=694587805703058280&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/694587805703058280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/694587805703058280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2010/01/movies-of-09.html' title='Movies of &apos;09'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726204891826229749.post-2304144707938119718</id><published>2010-01-08T11:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T11:43:56.275-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jane Austen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zombies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>2009 reads</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I went through &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;122&lt;/span&gt; novels&lt;/span&gt; in 2009. This number is up from the previous year's 88. I may have read a few of them multiple times (&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt; saga - should I be embarrassed about this? ;p). My average was 11 titles per month. Virtually all books were borrowed from the main library which is so conveniently located quite nearby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not very good at retaining what I've read (it's not like I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;studying&lt;/span&gt; for anything ;] ), so it's rather difficult to say which novels were favorites come year end. For this reason, upon completing a book, if I've been i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;mpressed I leave an asterisk next to the book in my Excel spreadsheet. Since the list is so &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;short&lt;/span&gt; for 122 books, I fear I may have gotten lazy with the asterisks. The novels I did single out, in no particular order, were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anybody Out There&lt;/span&gt; by Marian Keyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Prep&lt;/span&gt; by Curtis Sittenfeld&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;American Wife&lt;/span&gt; by Curtis Sittenfeld&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Dim Sum of All Things&lt;/span&gt; by Kim Wong Keltner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Free Food for Millionaires&lt;/span&gt; by Min Jin Lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twenties Girl&lt;/span&gt; by Sophie Kinsella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Pursuit of Alice Thrift&lt;/span&gt; by Elinor Lipman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Woman in White&lt;/span&gt; by Wilkie Collins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Time Traveler's Wife&lt;/span&gt; by Audrey Niffenberger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I've talked about a couple of books &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2009/08/jane-austen-with-monsters.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2009/06/pride-and-prejudice-and-zombies.html"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often the case is if I find one novel by an author interesting, I'll read his/her other works. A few writers I explored more in-depth in '09 include Elinor Lipman, Madeline Wickham, Norah Lofts, Lauren Weisberger, Sophie Kinsella, Curtis Sittenfeld, and Sharon Owens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the books I choose are fiction. I should think about someday expanding into self-help or non-fiction for my edification.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few titles I'd like to get to this year include &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;" href="http://www.amazon.com/Pride-Prejudice-Graphic-Novel-Butler/dp/078513915X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1262963994&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Pride &amp;amp; Prejudice&lt;/a&gt; graphic novel, &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;" href="http://www.amazon.com/Vampire-Darcys-Desire-Prejudice-Adaptation/dp/1569757313/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1262964072&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Vampire Darcy's Desire&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.amazon.com/Foreign-Affair-Caro-Peacock/dp/0061445894/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1262978885&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Foreign Affair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.amazon.com/Secret-Bride-Court-Henry-VIII/dp/B001JJBO5Q/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1262978929&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Secret Bride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.amazon.com/Phantom-Opera-Original-Novel/dp/0060809248/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1262978974&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The Phantom of the Opera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, to name a few I may have jotted down while going through a bookstore. Yes, kinda on the fluffy side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I accomplish most of my reading at the gym. If I'm engrossed in the book, the time flies and I may lose concept of time... and lose track of calories burned. I might be on a machine 2x my usual time - a good thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-2304144707938119718?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/2304144707938119718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=2304144707938119718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/2304144707938119718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/2304144707938119718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2010/01/2009-reads.html' title='2009 reads'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-8846397792036377596</id><published>2009-12-20T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T09:17:26.248-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Can I be in love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;... with boots?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so fickle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of months ago, I was fairly enamored with these boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QKL2dlhaF-k/Sy5awgFezcI/AAAAAAAACEQ/oYLZ7kiUW4E/s1600-h/v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QKL2dlhaF-k/Sy5awgFezcI/AAAAAAAACEQ/oYLZ7kiUW4E/s200/v.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417367191066430914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QKL2dlhaF-k/Sy5a4PQwBPI/AAAAAAAACEY/7L8MmKcuRZk/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QKL2dlhaF-k/Sy5a4PQwBPI/AAAAAAAACEY/7L8MmKcuRZk/s200/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417367323989247218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent a little time to become acquainted with them; gave them the once-over numerous times, to see if they were a right fit for me. Soon, I came to realize they weren't what they were made out to be. I felt it wouldn't work out with them in the long run. Even before I decided to return them (gotta love return policies of US retailers), I was on the verge of changing my mind numerous times. But I knew myself and that it'd be best to cut them loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I'd find my &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;new love&lt;/span&gt; soon. Actually, I had spotted them back when I acquired the abovementioned, wrong-for-me pairs. At the time, they were ridiculously snobby...and pricey. I thought I'd wait and, perhaps, come back when they were more amenable to my wallet. In the end, my infatuation never went away, my patience won out, and I brought them home to mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_3_6346996" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/12/13/02/16256_200912130252061.thumb.jpg" style="width: 172px; height: 172px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both the brown &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; black are with me now. Got them in brown first and after a couple of trips together, decided something still was missing. Inside, I knew the black pair was also meant for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-8846397792036377596?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/8846397792036377596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=8846397792036377596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/8846397792036377596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/8846397792036377596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2009/12/can-i-be-in-love.html' title='Can I be in love?'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QKL2dlhaF-k/Sy5awgFezcI/AAAAAAAACEQ/oYLZ7kiUW4E/s72-c/v.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726204891826229749.post-6149772889967722551</id><published>2009-12-20T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T09:06:45.167-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Pretty lullaby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Before I saw the movies, before I read the books, I once heard the movie &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;'s original song &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Bella's Lullaby&lt;/span&gt; on the radio's classical station. I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;instantly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; loved it&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Something with the piano and melody. Very beautiful. While I listened to it in my car, I didn't know until the song was over what it was called and who wrote it. I thought, "Hey, that movie has some good music." That was the end of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks after that one time hearing the song, I watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;. I rather enjoyed the movie's original score. So much so that I paid a visit to the local music store the other day and bought the piano sheet music for the film. To try to learn that song. I haven't touched a piano in.... a lo-o-ng time. I might be a bit hindered in that I've never had formal piano instruction. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see how far I get at self-teaching. The music looks simple enough...for the treble clef. The bass clef is, er, something quite gnarly. My fingers can't even reach them notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bella's Lullaby&lt;/span&gt; sounds like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Video: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7AAg-ZM5bkk" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7AAg-ZM5bkk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: arial;" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7AAg-ZM5bkk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7AAg-ZM5bkk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My attempt will never sound like this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-6149772889967722551?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/6149772889967722551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=6149772889967722551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/6149772889967722551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/6149772889967722551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2009/12/nice-lullaby.html' title='Pretty lullaby'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-3131655497921631189</id><published>2009-11-30T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T13:13:45.187-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chinatown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ice skating'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I give thanks for all that I have. I can't say that more elegantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my big meal on &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Thanksgiving Day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_0_6276955" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/11/29/05/16256_200911290534441.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I had made a couple of reservations at fancier locales in &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Manhattan&lt;/span&gt; but was somehow steered to a Korean bbq of beef (and chicken) in Koreatown instead. Koreatown is about a 10-minute walk from the hotel. It might have been a longer walk as I did not gauge any of my travels on foot. However long it takes to walk 8 blocks. Good opportunity (though not an entirely effective way) to air ourselves out from the cooking smells clinging to our persons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A few of the sights I took in on Thanksgiving Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_1_6276964" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/11/29/06/16256_200911290600442.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Part of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade&lt;/span&gt;. Or as close to it as I could get. That's Ronald there reminding us to skate on concrete to one of his many establishments. And to be sure to prepare for cold temps on that outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_2_6276968" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/11/29/06/16256_200911290600446.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I was by &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Hello Kitty&lt;/span&gt;'s side &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the day before&lt;/span&gt; to witness her being inflated with helium. She's sort of a handful because it took aheckuva long time to get her different parts big and buoyant. I couldn't stick around to take time-lapse images cos I was cold and starving and needed to duck into a nearby cafe (&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;World Cafe&lt;/span&gt;) to get some hot, barley beef soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_3_6276966" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/11/29/06/16256_200911290600444.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Le Penseur (the Thinker) at &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Columbia University&lt;/span&gt;. Such a fine, fine campus that &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ivy_League"&gt;ivy-league&lt;/a&gt; university. Every hard-ass, Asian parent's wet dream is for their child/children to attend one of these (or similarly-prestigious) schools for their undergraduate or graduate studies. Me included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_4_6276965" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/11/29/06/16256_200911290600443.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It was a complete &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;coincidence&lt;/span&gt; that we located &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; diner from the past's excellent and still-hilarious &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seinfeld"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seinfeld&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; show. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Tom's Restaurant&lt;/span&gt; on 112th Street was serving a Thanksgiving prix-fixe meal all day and a bargain at that. We had just chowed down on burgers, french toast and milkshakes at &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Deluxe&lt;/span&gt; so we didn't eat here. I suppose we could've just stopped in for a cup of joe. Oh well. It's not like the interior was ever used in the comedy. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_5_6276969" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/11/29/06/16256_200911290600447.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We stopped by here before we took a brisk walk through a part of Central Park South. The barricades erected for this morning's parade were just beginning to be disassembled. Strong smell of horse around this area. P-u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_6_6276973" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/11/29/06/16256_200911290606492.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We then hoofed it to &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rockefeller_Plaza"&gt;Rockefeller Plaza&lt;/a&gt; and saw this large Swarovski crystal display. Kinda pretty in a grossly oversized way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_7_6276972" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/11/29/06/16256_200911290606491.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm glad we returned to the Plaza because, this time, the fountain and its lights were on, shining brightly on Prometheus. A couple of nights ago, it was dark and scaffolded and ugly. They had finished setting up the holiday tree whose lights are officially to be "lighted" on 4-Dec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_8_6276995" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/11/29/06/16256_200911290635291.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We strolled by the &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Radio_City_Music_Hall"&gt;Radio City Music Hall&lt;/a&gt; on our way to a subway. There was a show going on and can be heard out in the streets. Not sure who or what was playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_9_6276963" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/11/29/06/16256_200911290600441.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Macy's. A very big store. Many holiday window displays. Bizzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_10_6276967" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/11/29/06/16256_200911290600445.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;One block down from Macy's and we arrive at &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Korea Way&lt;/span&gt; or Koreatown. It's pretty small...compared to Chinatown... and seems to be comprised of only 2 or 3 blocks. Lots of young, Korean-speaking people come here so the food must be good (?). I had no complaints. I did pass by a video store and I totally forgot to go in after dinner to check out the newer DVDs. Darn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-3131655497921631189?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/3131655497921631189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=3131655497921631189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/3131655497921631189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/3131655497921631189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-2009.html' title='Thanksgiving 2009'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-7478215780282772387</id><published>2009-11-15T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T14:02:00.104-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Francisco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bridge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><title type='text'>Tricky S</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;There was a recent mishap on the S.F. bay bridge. Not the one that unexpectedly &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2009/10/29/BA621ABP3G.DTL"&gt;shut down the bridge&lt;/a&gt; for nearly a week last month. The one where a &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2009/11/10/BAEJ1AI6JD.DTL&amp;amp;tsp=1"&gt;semi went over the side of the bridge&lt;/a&gt; and plunged 200-feet to the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truck driver had been going about 50mph, 10mph too fast, while negotiating the new &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;S-curve&lt;/span&gt; when his truck went over the concrete barrier. His load of cargo - Asian pears - also played a part in hurling the truck over the edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've driven across the bay bridge since the S-curve was installed last &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Labor Day&lt;/span&gt; weekend. At our very first encounter, we were expecting to ride over "some new section of the bridge" but didn't know exactly where or when we'd be introduced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For us, that tricky section seemed to come up pretty suddenly and unexpectedly. We were driving at night and on the lower-deck. For a split-second, I thought my SUV was going to tip over because of the sharp curve and the speed in which we were traveling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alivenotdead.com/batch.download.php?aid=5871302" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/11/11/12/16256_200911111219051.thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see it's very easy to enter the S-curve at an excessive speed because the bridge is, after all, virtually straight save for a slight bend coming off of Yerba Buena Island. From what I recall from our bridge crossing, there were no blinking caution signals (that scream "look at me! read me! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;obey me!&lt;/span&gt;") on the approach. There may have been a sign or 2 but probably not as prominent as it should've been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems this new stretch of bridge has flummoxed at least 43 other drivers as that's the number of accidents that have occurred since its installation. It's short, it's curve-y and we drivers can't be too careful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart goes out to the family of the trucker. What a way to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-7478215780282772387?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/7478215780282772387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=7478215780282772387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/7478215780282772387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/7478215780282772387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2009/11/tricky-s.html' title='Tricky S'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-8394471443178441182</id><published>2009-11-15T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T13:54:48.320-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>Face massage</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;I like getting facials every so often. The cleansing, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;hydrating&lt;/span&gt; and massaging feel real good. The steaming and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;extractions&lt;/span&gt; - not so pleasant. But these are exactly why I do facials, post-treatment scars included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a new place recently. Kinda "in the neighborhood" and run by Chinese ladies in a chic little shop that has the day-spa environment. Not one of those places where there are sinks and cots behind curtains. Attractive prices and noon specials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it about the face massage that is so soothing and comforting? It doesn't feel nearly as nice when I administer it on my own face. The sensation from the light pressure of the esthetician's fingers below my temples is some kind of pleasantness. The whole massage thing never lasts long enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this one move she did that befuddled me though. After she had wrapped a warm, moist towel around my face after the final mask, I was a little startled when my head received some hearty whacks, 4 or 5 times. It was her fingers....for waking me up? I dunno. haha. I'll ask next time. I'm sure it's got something to do with calling my spirit back to my body or my facial nerves or...whatever. &lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alivenotdead.com/batch.download.php?aid=5850026" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 345px;" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/11/06/12/16256_200911061211181.thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-8394471443178441182?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/8394471443178441182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=8394471443178441182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/8394471443178441182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/8394471443178441182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2009/11/face-massage.html' title='Face massage'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-3533111712646911445</id><published>2009-10-28T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T12:15:13.624-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Friction block product</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;Flipping through a foodie magazine, I discovered this interesting product: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_7_5728722" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/10/16/10/16256_200910161026592.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt; While cushion liners help ease the pain from wearing high heels or uncomfy shoes, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Band-Aid Friction Block Stick&lt;/span&gt; is supposed to address the rubbing and irritation that can lead to blisters on your sensitive foot spots. Could be especially helpful with those new, stiff shoes. Apply &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friction Block&lt;/span&gt; on your feet... or any other part of your body. It becomes an invisible band-aid. The product claims it will prevent excessive friction and won't stain or make your feet (or other body part) feel slippery. I'm sure this is only for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;external&lt;/span&gt; use. ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_8_5728721" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/10/16/10/16256_200910161026591.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blister Block&lt;/span&gt; must be the other product name it goes by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;Hm, gotta wonder how the "invisible" friction guard stays adhered to the skin when being not-so-softly rubbed against a shoe or what-have-you. With all the pretty women's shoe styles that are murder on the feet (and calves and spines and...), this friction/blister block product might help to, at the very least, ease some of the superficial pains and abrasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-3533111712646911445?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/3533111712646911445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=3533111712646911445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/3533111712646911445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/3533111712646911445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2009/10/friction-block-product.html' title='Friction block product'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-6726659659058876721</id><published>2009-10-28T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T11:59:41.025-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='witch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Dozen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A couple dozen &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;donut holes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know when was the last time I had a fresh donut. I only ate 6 out of the bag. Saved the rest for the wee ones to fight over. I like to occasionally surprise them - treat them - with a little junk food. They don't think about what foods they put into their bodies and that's the way it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_0_5769947" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/10/24/03/16256_200910240328221.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So sweet (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;ugh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;) and yet so tasty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;More than a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;dozen &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kisses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;It's a tough time with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt; around the corner. This month I've shown amazing self-control around the candy brought into my home in preparation for the witches, princesses, ghouls and superheroes who will come knockin' on my door. It could be because I've stocked stuff (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tootsie Rolls&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reese's&lt;/span&gt;) that are hardly faves. The packages haven't even been opened (pilfered) by anyone (er, only I know where they are ;p). In years past, I did not have the will power to keep from dipping into the stash of individual-sized &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Snickers&lt;/span&gt; bars or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hershey's&lt;/span&gt; chocolates (bars and Kisses). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_1_5800286" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/10/27/02/16256_200910270241141.thumb.jpg" style="width: 287px; height: 269px; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'll just help myself to the chocolates the kiddies bring home from Halloween because they're bad for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; little teeth. ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After Halloween, I may find myself  swooping in to pick up some clearance &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kisses&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Half a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;dozen apples&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The other day I had put together the first apple pie for autumn 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_2_5800289" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/10/27/02/16256_200910270247491.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;I don't like waste which is why there's often a bunch of cutouts made with the left-over dough on the face of my pies. This guy weighed about 10 pounds and would be gone in one day, which caused much complainin'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-6726659659058876721?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/6726659659058876721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=6726659659058876721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/6726659659058876721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/6726659659058876721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2009/10/dozen.html' title='Dozen'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-8005087231218735804</id><published>2009-09-28T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T11:13:58.903-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>On the subject of tissue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;These days, I'm getting used to this new development:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_15_5583983" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/09/16/02/16256_200909160233571.thumb.jpg" style="width: 356px; height: 245px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;They've updated the tissue SIZE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.quiltednorthern.com/softstrong.html"&gt;Quilted Northern Bath Tissue&lt;/a&gt; has gone through some changes. Besides the change in the sheet size, I wonder what other updates they slipped in there unnoticed by the consumer, e.g. sheet density, total yards, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For years I used to stock the house with &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.charmin.com/en_US/toilet-paper.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Charmin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. They did something with the product which made me to turn to one of their other selections. That other product had a problem with our low-flows. I sought &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quilted Northern&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times are leaner. Consumers must be flocking to lower-cost alternatives like the warehouse or generic tissues. Do we really need such large tissues - ~4.3" squares, 2-ply - to get the job done? Georgie-Pacific must not think so. It's economics. Calling it sustainability sounds better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 40px; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;a href="http://gp.com/aboutus/sustainability/srr/"&gt;Sustainability is about doing more with less&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://gp.com/aboutus/sustainability/srr/"&gt;...&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 40px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- From GP's Social Responsibility Report&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;Hm. "More?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a completely bad thing. Just getting used to the change - such big gaps on the tissue holder. Is this less-is-more going to be a trend? I've checked other brands and they all seem to still have 4+" sheet sizes. Will review them again when I need to re-stock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine someday tissues going under 4" ? That's a scary prospect. They probably already do this in other parts of the world. Cos the US is filled with waste and wasters...and people with larger behinds. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-8005087231218735804?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/8005087231218735804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=8005087231218735804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/8005087231218735804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/8005087231218735804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2009/09/on-subject-of-tissue.html' title='On the subject of tissue'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-2590739522430283383</id><published>2009-09-16T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T12:34:43.266-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><title type='text'>Offbeat stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Good gracious. Now you can own your own plush toys that look like tiny microbes — only a million times actual size. Fun and educational, yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're between 5 - 7 inches high. Acquire them individually or in sets. Check out the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.giantmicrobes.com/"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; and collect your favorites. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_0_5562495" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/09/11/02/16256_200909110240462.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_1_5562494" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/09/11/02/16256_200909110240461.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_2_5562496" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/09/11/02/16256_200909110240463.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_3_5562497" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/09/11/02/16256_200909110240464.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_4_5562513" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/09/11/02/16256_200909110254571.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;l-r: Chlamydia trachomatis, Syphilis, Gonorrhea, Herpes Simplex 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_5_5562507" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/09/11/02/16256_200909110242233.thumb.jpg" style="width: 173px; height: 235px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Chicken Pox varicella-zoster virus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_6_5562508" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/09/11/02/16256_200909110242234.thumb.jpg" style="width: 197px; height: 228px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Salmonella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_7_5562511" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/09/11/02/16256_200909110246441.thumb.jpg" style="width: 140px; height: 140px;" /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_8_5562512" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/09/11/02/16256_200909110246442.thumb.jpg" style="width: 228px; height: 183px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Swine flu (H1N1 virus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;There's a whole bunch more at &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.giantmicrobes.com/"&gt;giantmicrobes&lt;/a&gt;. I've read that the &lt;a href="http://cdc.gov/"&gt;Centers for Disease Control&lt;/a&gt; offer some of these plushies for sale at their gift shop.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-2590739522430283383?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/2590739522430283383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=2590739522430283383&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/2590739522430283383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/2590739522430283383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2009/09/off-beaten-track.html' title='Offbeat stuff'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-5599456438718739651</id><published>2009-09-16T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T12:24:37.908-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T.V.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Visa funny dances</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Saw these 2 "funny dance" commercials recently at a Chinese restaurant that has an annoying LCD-TV in the dining room. What a youtube sensation, that guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Video: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GfOmaj-gDoI&amp;amp;feature=related" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GfOmaj-gDoI&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: arial;" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GfOmaj-gDoI&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GfOmaj-gDoI&amp;amp;feature=related" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Video: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TmebtUX-CuQ" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TmebtUX-CuQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: arial;" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TmebtUX-CuQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TmebtUX-CuQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Apparently this campaign has been running for awhile over in parts of Asia. I hadn't seen it until now. Wonder why it doesn't play in the US.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-5599456438718739651?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/5599456438718739651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=5599456438718739651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/5599456438718739651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/5599456438718739651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2009/09/visa-funny-dances.html' title='Visa funny dances'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-3006115530829007005</id><published>2009-09-03T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T22:41:16.768-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gadget'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YMCA'/><title type='text'>Do you read me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;My Y is slowly gettin' around to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;21st century&lt;/span&gt;. Nearly a year ago the gym was revamped to include updated fitness equipment including a better assortment of free weights, weight machines, bikes and treadmills. It feels must more pleasant being in this room over the clinical feel and look of the old one. The tired, electronic machines often were inoperable because of some breakdown. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following the remodel, the air and heating systems were replaced. New wooden tables and chairs replaced the upholstered seating and square tables in the lobby. A new granite counter at the reception table. I didn't fail to notice the new flat-screen computer monitors, and probably new computers attached to them, on everyone's desks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were members introduced to this past week? A &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;magnetic card swipe scanner&lt;/span&gt; to be used with new magnetic membership cards for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_0_5538450" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/09/04/12/16256_200909041243581.gif" style="width: 293px; height: 182px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;Before this week, members who came for the gym or classes were required to sign in and out on a piece of paper. With the new system, Neil the front-desk guy can more easily track the comings and goings of members and whether they're updated on their monthly membership fees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I'm more a creature of habit and not easily persuaded to accept changes, I couldn't argue with the new card system being a better system. I can get used to being required to carry &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;another&lt;/span&gt; piece of plastic. It seems every other institution is pushing their membership card to get you to keep returning and racking up valuable "points." I have a slot in my purse where I keep a few of them "just in case." At least the Y card is of the smaller size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was shown how to operate it (like I needed that), it worked fine, no problem - one swipe through the swiper and it beeped and the red light lit up. Subsequent visits and swipings did not go as smoothly. It seemed to be getting worse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could tell Neil was getting frustrated with the little doodad. I can imagine a majority of the seniors complaining about its difficulty of use and Neil having to hold their hands, so to speak, swiping their cards...and not working too well for him either. Actually I don't have to imagine bc as soon as the seniors step into the gym, they start mouthing off how much of a pain in the arse it is to do. Some of them have already given up trying, choosing to hand their cards directly to Neil to swipe for them. :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way I've been getting it to work is to hold my card in the reader slot and move it back and forth along the track until it beeps. Takes about 8 - 10 back-and-forths. It's not painful to do this to check-in but the reader really ought to do a better job than that. Perhaps it's defective. No idea. A few more tweaks and checking-in will eventually be seamless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-3006115530829007005?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/3006115530829007005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=3006115530829007005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/3006115530829007005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/3006115530829007005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2009/09/do-you-read-me.html' title='Do you read me?'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-4758432455194955444</id><published>2009-08-25T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T16:59:28.344-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Francisco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>In the woods</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The attractions about the Bay Area, along with warm sunshine, brought us to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:Georgia;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nps.gov/muwo/"&gt;Muir Woods&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the other day. This national monument is named after &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.nps.gov/muwo/historyculture/people.htm"&gt;John Muir&lt;/a&gt; who was, among other things, a conservationist, philosopher, author, scientist and co-founder of the Sierra Club. He also got Yosemite and the Grand Canyon protected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President Theodore Roosevelt proclaimed the place Muir Woods National Monument in 1908, making it the 7th National Monument and the first created from land donated by a private individual (William Kent). It began with 295 acres and today it's at 560 acres. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coast redwoods thrive here because Muir Woods is located within California's fog belt. Some of the redwoods here are at least a thousand years old and over 250 feet high, with diameters over 14 feet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: arial; width: 375px; height: 296px;" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_15_5425839" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/08/14/03/16256_200908140338042.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: arial; width: 282px; height: 378px;" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_16_5425840" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/08/14/03/16256_200908140338043.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: arial; width: 280px; height: 378px;" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_17_5425841" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/08/14/03/16256_200908140338044.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: arial; width: 279px; height: 374px;" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_18_5425849" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/08/14/03/16256_200908140339581.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The great thing about hiking at Muir Woods is there are paved, mostly level, trails on the canyon floor. We were among many groups of young and old, strollers and crutches, all able to enjoy the wonders of this forest in relative comfort and ease. They're even wheelchair-accessible! The trees provide ample shade and being so close to the coast, the temps are usually on the cool side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 3 paved trails to follow. We took the 2-mile, looped &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Hillside Trail&lt;/span&gt; that, like the other 2 trails, ran adjacent to Redwood Creek, only we were up the hill. Persons having trouble physically staying on a narrow path or cannot resist the urge to hurl themselves over the edge should avoid this trail. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hillside Trail is supposed to take about 1.5 hours to complete. I'd say we took no more than 1 hour and 28 minutes to walk it. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: arial; width: 381px; height: 286px;" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_19_5425843" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/08/14/03/16256_200908140338046.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Redwood Creek behind me. My t-shirt got a lot of lingering looks. It was either that or my braids. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_20_5426502" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/08/14/08/16256_200908140819071.thumb.jpg" style="width: 172px; height: 145px; font-family: arial;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: arial; width: 376px; height: 279px;" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_21_5425844" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/08/14/03/16256_200908140338047.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I first stood in front of this display w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;hen I was 7 or 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;. This cross-section of a redwood uses the tree's rings to illustrate a notable events between the tree's birth in 909 A.D. and its death in 1930. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: arial; width: 283px; height: 382px;" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_22_5425850" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/08/14/03/16256_200908140339582.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;John Muir in wood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;img style="width: 378px; height: 288px;" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_23_5425846" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/08/14/03/16256_200908140338049.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crystal-clear water in Redwood Creek glistens under the sun. Felt like removing my shoes and getting my toes wet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: arial; width: 383px; height: 287px;" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_24_5425847" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/08/14/03/16256_2009081403380410.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Stinson Beach is nearby Mount Tamalpais where Muir Woods is located. Just the day before there was a shark sighting here. Beach-goers were advised not to swim in these waters, although wading by the surf was okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;img style="width: 382px; height: 275px;" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_25_5425848" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/08/14/03/16256_2009081403380411.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seafood pasta for my hiking efforts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;#&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-4758432455194955444?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/4758432455194955444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=4758432455194955444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/4758432455194955444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/4758432455194955444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-woods.html' title='In the woods'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-1145404541284426324</id><published>2009-08-25T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T17:00:32.633-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Francisco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silicon Valley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>The Boardwalk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Found myself at the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk&lt;/span&gt;. Can't even recall the last time I visited this place. It's a seaside amusement park next to a nice stretch of beach. A wharf with better sit-down restaurants and shops is within walking distance to extend your visit to this part of Monterey Bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived around lunchtime. The skies were shrouded in the last of the morning fog. I was famished (and getting a little jittery) yet before I dare put any food into my belly, I had to take in a thrill ride or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when I tackled the &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.beachboardwalk.com/02_giant_dipper.html"&gt;Giant Dipper&lt;/a&gt; roller coaster. Despite numerous visits to the boardwalk, I'd not ridden on this  antique, wooden coaster (85 years old; the 5th oldest in the U.S.). Unbelievable, right? The intrepid blogger in me wasn't going to let me escape the experience this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_0_5460032" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/08/20/11/16256_200908201112363.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that stomach-churning considering it was built in 1924 and the train only offers a lap restraint. It was thrilling the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; 10 seconds as the train wound around tracks in absolute darkness. More thrilling still as it ascended the tracks. One gets lifted out of one's seat throughout, rather unnerving. I liked how my Giant Dipper action photo turned out. I didn't purchase it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Pretty coaster, innit? It no longer sits on the water like it did in the early days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_1_5463884" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/08/21/07/16256_200908210753331.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The Skygliders. These are always cool to ride in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;img style="width: 288px; height: 369px;" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_2_5460030" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/08/20/11/16256_200908201112361.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My lunch. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Chili cheese &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cancer&lt;/span&gt;-dog&lt;/span&gt;. Hubby had a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cancer&lt;/span&gt;-dog on a stick. Only once a year and it was pretty small. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;img style="width: 372px; height: 289px;" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_3_5460031" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/08/20/11/16256_200908201112362.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I'd not seen this ride anywhere before. It's supposed to duplicate hang-gliding. Riders lie on their bellies on a sheet of metal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;img style="width: 382px; height: 285px;" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_4_5460033" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/08/20/11/16256_200908201112364.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The Sea Swings. I can handle this one but I sat out. Before the boardwalk, the little ones had been bugging me to take them to Gilroy Gardens where there's a similar ride under a less-colorful, faded mushroom exterior design. This one's definitely much nicer to look at (although the colors aren't very vivid in this photo).   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;img style="width: 385px; height: 290px;" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_5_5460036" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/08/20/11/16256_200908201112367.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems the amusement park replaced a couple of the rides for toddlers with newer ones for slightly older youth. The little bug/sea creature and the airplane (?) rides I last saw - and my child once rode on - have disappeared. I didn't expect and was pleased to see updated rides. The ferris wheel was too tame for anyone in my party to want to ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the upbeat 70's, 80's and 90's music blasting out of speakers along the boardwalk. Keeps you movin' and to the beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;We had all of the ice cream on the big sign. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;img style="width: 261px; height: 364px;" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_6_5460034" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/08/20/11/16256_200908201112365.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I wouldn't touch a deep-fried &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twinkie&lt;/span&gt; with a 10-foot pole. Sorry. Who's had one? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;img style="width: 372px; height: 298px;" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_7_5460037" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/08/20/11/16256_200908201112368.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Little light-house on Monterey Bay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;img style="width: 391px; height: 248px;" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_8_5460035" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/08/20/11/16256_200908201112366.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-1145404541284426324?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/1145404541284426324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=1145404541284426324&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/1145404541284426324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/1145404541284426324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2009/08/boardwalk.html' title='The Boardwalk'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-1701479666658720300</id><published>2009-08-17T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T17:01:50.353-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Francisco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='witch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Wicked-ness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QKL2dlhaF-k/Som16_BEpwI/AAAAAAAACDQ/r49WBZWcSVQ/s1600-h/wicked3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QKL2dlhaF-k/Som16_BEpwI/AAAAAAAACDQ/r49WBZWcSVQ/s320/wicked3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371024055569000194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Had the pleasure of taking in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Wicked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, the untold story of the witches of Oz, over the weekend.  It's the story about the friendship between Glinda and Elphaba before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The Wizard of Oz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and how one became known as the Wicked Witch of the West and the other the Good Witch. And what could come between these two BFFs but....a man? (Sigh).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The performances and the show were quite fantastic. Kendra Kassebaum and Teal Wicks played the main characters and we were treated to the esteemed Patty Duke as Madame Morrible. Loads of humor, some animal activism and several twists involved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The biggest laugh aloud scene for me was when Glinda, in her pre-Good Witch, student period, was giving tips to the green, pre-Wicked-Witch Elphaba on how to become popular. The music number was called "Popular" and Glinda showed her the "Toss, toss" (of the hair) move. I've found on Youtube that Kendra's done this whole number slightly differently than the show I'd seen and, unfortunately, the Toss Toss in those clips aren't as hilarious as what she did on my show. It was actually Teal's exaggerated and screwy imitation of Kendra's Toss Toss that elicited the big laughs. It would've been nice to see it up closer than the view my seat afforded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The musical brought me to the Orpheum Theater for the first time. It's a shame the "theater district" in SF is in a shadier district of the City. It's a good idea that for visiting this theater one should keep the gems at home and wear comfy shoes (like running shoes, perhaps? ;p) to make one's return to her car a little more expedient. heehee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QKL2dlhaF-k/Som12jW2DpI/AAAAAAAACDI/tTlaF6y4BWE/s1600-h/wicked2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QKL2dlhaF-k/Som12jW2DpI/AAAAAAAACDI/tTlaF6y4BWE/s320/wicked2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371023979424648850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QKL2dlhaF-k/Som1y-K7B5I/AAAAAAAACDA/aQSivcSBheM/s1600-h/wicked.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QKL2dlhaF-k/Som1y-K7B5I/AAAAAAAACDA/aQSivcSBheM/s320/wicked.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371023917902923666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I learned that this musical is based on Gregory Maguire's novel. I think I'll check it out, if not for me for my little one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QKL2dlhaF-k/Som1-pBT_OI/AAAAAAAACDY/iNf2IoxHhP8/s1600-h/wicked+jacket.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 296px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QKL2dlhaF-k/Som1-pBT_OI/AAAAAAAACDY/iNf2IoxHhP8/s320/wicked+jacket.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371024118383901922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-1701479666658720300?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/1701479666658720300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=1701479666658720300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/1701479666658720300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/1701479666658720300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2009/08/wicked-ness.html' title='Wicked-ness'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QKL2dlhaF-k/Som16_BEpwI/AAAAAAAACDQ/r49WBZWcSVQ/s72-c/wicked3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726204891826229749.post-2244561734095389398</id><published>2009-08-10T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T19:35:55.652-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Francisco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='museum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>About sciences</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Visited the new &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.calacademy.org/"&gt;California Academy of Sciences&lt;/a&gt; the other day. The old facility was demolished and rebuilt into a state-of-the art facility. Gone is the stuffy-looking, neo-classical facade and in with the imposing, concrete and glass block of a structure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used to come here on field trips as a child; probably the first and only museum I'd ever been in in my younger years. I remember once, on a whim, visiting the old museum on a date - we were admitted at either no charge or reduced charge within 45 minutes before closing and speed-walked through the whole thing which wasn't that hard since the place wasn't (isn't) that big and we didn't stop to read any placards on any display.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new Academy of Sciences has been opened for over a year. It was nice being able to get out there under the drizzle to see what the fuss is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My friend, the T-Rex, is still here.&lt;br /&gt;Its friend the blue whale was also floating nearby hanging from the ceiling. There actually weren't too many ancient bones around. Even with the &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.calacademy.org/academy/exhibits/nat_history/"&gt;Kimball Natural History Museum&lt;/a&gt; under the same roof. Hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_7_5354810" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/08/02/02/16256_200908020213404.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.calacademy.org/academy/exhibits/rainforest/"&gt;Rainforest&lt;/a&gt; exhibit was kinda cool. It was, uh, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt; in there (as would be expected). ;p&lt;br /&gt;Funny (or not) story - we're walking up the spiraling path and we spot this beautiful blue butterfly on the path floor. A bunch of us stopped in our tracks to admire it and to angle our cameras. A clueless visitor (a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;foreigner&lt;/span&gt;! and a senior citizen) walks right through us....and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;S-T-E-P-S&lt;/span&gt; on this little guy! The adults in the stopped group audibly gasp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_8_5354811" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/08/02/02/16256_200908020213405.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clueless visitor didn't realize we had all been looking, er, down at something in the first place and decided to try to bypass us. The above snapshot is the "after" of being stepped on. I saw the woman plant her foot on the front end of the butterfly, yet, it doesn't look demolished, although....where's its other antennae?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm thinking its head was saved by the gap between the woman's shoe's instep. When I checked back from above/upstairs, the butterfly was no longer on the pavement. I'm wondering if it survived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I mention that butterfly-stomper was a foreigner bc we couldn't tell her fast enough that she was making a big mistake. Also, might it be that in her native country &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Canada? France?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, the customary way to treat stopped crowds in a museum is a little different than what we do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.calacademy.org/academy/exhibits/planetarium/"&gt;Morrison Planetarium&lt;/a&gt; with its digital, domed projection system. The program they had running, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Fragile Planet&lt;/span&gt;, was made &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold;"&gt;sublime and amazing&lt;/span&gt; by the sheer size of the "screen" and the immersive technology. I actually felt a little motion-sickness at times but it was all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_9_5354820" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/08/02/02/16256_2009080202134012.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; As soon as I entered the Academy of Sciences, I knew to quickly acquire free passes to one of the Planetarium's program (runs every hour). They run out fast; unless you don't mind waiting for or returning to a showing hours (and hours) later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;In the &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.calacademy.org/academy/exhibits/nat_history/"&gt;African Hall&lt;/a&gt;, we find a bunch of familiar dioramas of various animals and live &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.calacademy.org/academy/exhibits/aquarium/"&gt;African penguins&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_10_5354805" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/08/02/02/16256_200908020213401.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_11_5354812" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/08/02/02/16256_200908020213406.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;This &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.calacademy.org/products/pendulum/"&gt;Foucault Pendulum&lt;/a&gt; is another old friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_12_5354818" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/08/02/02/16256_2009080202134010.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;This albino alligator must've been fed recently. It wasn't up to moving too much; mostly napping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Above the Swamp's water:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_13_5354806" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/08/02/02/16256_200908020213402.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Below the Swamp's water's surface:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_14_5354808" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/08/02/02/16256_200908020213403.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leafy_sea_dragon"&gt;Leafy sea dragons&lt;/a&gt; in the aquarium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_15_5354817" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/08/02/02/16256_200908020213409.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Spiffy automatic hand dryers in the restrooms. If only the restroom doors were automatic. But that's OK, I usually push them open with a leg or an elbow.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_16_5354815" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/08/02/02/16256_200908020213407.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The Academy also incorporates a unique and ecological &lt;a href="http://www.calacademy.org/academy/building/the_living_roof/"&gt;Living Roof&lt;/a&gt; that not only is rich in native fauna but also is designed to keep the interior cooler with minimal artificial energy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QKL2dlhaF-k/SoDZNB39ZoI/AAAAAAAACC4/VMzHsw8ZxEE/s1600-h/IMG_2666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QKL2dlhaF-k/SoDZNB39ZoI/AAAAAAAACC4/VMzHsw8ZxEE/s320/IMG_2666.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368529573690304130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;From atop roof we have a nice view of the neighboring DeYoung Museum. They currently have a &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.tutsanfrancisco.org/"&gt;King Tutankhamun&lt;/a&gt; exhibit going on. King Tut's mummy, however, along with his gold mask and other fragile treasures, are back home in Egypt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_17_5354816" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/08/02/02/16256_200908020213408.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was impressed with the facility's Cafe which had a multicultural menu. No burgers and hot dogs here - elsewhere maybe. Instead visitors can choose from chicken or beef pho noodles, Indian dishes, steamed chicken bao, tacos, pasta and sandwiches. And as would be expected, a bit on the pricey side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the old Academy, there was an earthquake exhibit with pictures and notes about the Big One (magnitude 7.8 earthquake&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; that rocked the city on April 18, 1906. There was a room where visitors could stand on a platform that simulated what it felt like to be standing on the ground during a 7.8 magnitude earthquake. Fun times; those were the days - the exhibit, I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-2244561734095389398?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/2244561734095389398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=2244561734095389398&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/2244561734095389398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/2244561734095389398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2009/08/about-sciences.html' title='About sciences'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QKL2dlhaF-k/SoDZNB39ZoI/AAAAAAAACC4/VMzHsw8ZxEE/s72-c/IMG_2666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726204891826229749.post-2397837724152517721</id><published>2009-08-06T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T20:10:03.422-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jane Austen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Jane Austen with monsters</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I'm looking forward to reading this book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you recall, the first (last) monster-ized Jane Austen work I read was &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2009/06/pride-and-prejudice-and-zombies.html"&gt;Pride and Prejudice and Zombies&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SSSM&lt;/span&gt; is from a different author - Ben H. Winters, and perhaps it'll be as outrageous (highly likely ;p) and less of a clunker as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PPZ&lt;/span&gt;. It's been a while since I've read S&amp;amp;S so maybe it's time I read it again though &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SSSM&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_0_5345163" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/07/31/10/16256_200907311045341.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the publisher of &lt;i&gt;Pride and Prejudice and Zombies&lt;/i&gt; comes a new tale of romance, heartbreak, and tentacled mayhem.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://irreference.com/sense-and-sensibility-and-sea-monsters/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sense and Sensibility and Sea Monsters&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; expands the original text of the beloved Jane Austen novel with all-new scenes of giant lobsters, rampaging octopi, two-headed sea serpents, and other biological monstrosities. As our story opens, the Dashwood sisters are evicted from their childhood home and sent to live on a mysterious island full of savage creatures and dark secrets. While sensible Elinor falls in love with Edward Ferrars, her romantic sister Marianne is courted by both the handsome Willoughby and the hideous man-monster Colonel Brandon. Can the Dashwood sisters triumph over meddlesome matriarchs and unscrupulous rogues to find true love? Or will they fall prey to the tentacles that are forever snapping at their heels? This masterful portrait of Regency England blends Jane Austen’s biting social commentary with ultraviolent depictions of sea monsters biting. It’s survival of the fittest—and only the swiftest swimmers will find true love! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;SSM is available September 15.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-2397837724152517721?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/2397837724152517721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=2397837724152517721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/2397837724152517721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/2397837724152517721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2009/08/jane-austen-with-monsters.html' title='Jane Austen with monsters'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-4718705896358269713</id><published>2009-08-06T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T20:02:33.313-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Fox friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Some interesting wildlife for neighbors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_0_5315557" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/07/25/23/16256_200907252343321.thumb.jpg" style="width: 356px; height: 267px;" /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_1_5315558" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/07/25/23/16256_200907252343322.thumb.jpg" style="width: 355px; height: 264px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I've got a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;gray fox&lt;/span&gt; lurking about. Seems many furry creatures like to climb my fence in their search for food. This fox sometimes hunts with a partner. They once came right up to my patio door, as if they were peeking in. Someone I know hopes the foxes are catching as many squirrels as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to someday capture a pic of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;skunk&lt;/span&gt; that likes to fumigate my yard and the surrounding environs. Actually, I'd like to shoot that skunk(s) that tends to fumigate my yard and the surrounding environs.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;The neighbor insists this is a coyote. I insist it's a fox. We're somewhat concerned - she more than I - that it'll drag one of our daughters away. She's got twin girls; what's one less? haha. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-4718705896358269713?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/4718705896358269713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=4718705896358269713&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/4718705896358269713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/4718705896358269713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2009/08/fox-friend.html' title='Fox friend'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-1023550326683036185</id><published>2009-07-27T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T19:53:03.454-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>There are calories in burgers?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm actually not a calorie-counter. Being on the slim side (thanks mom &amp;amp; dad) and having a conservatively-moderate daily activity level - which hasn't always been so - I've lived by the motto eat only when hungry...and stop &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; my tummy feels full. This also hasn't always been so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to eating to satiate some psychological need, or to replace boredom; that's never been my thing. There have been times when I've eaten to the point I felt my stomach would burst (high-quality buffets, anyone!) but that propensity stopped when I left my teens behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Nevertheless, after some fine calorie talk introduced by hubby the other day, I decided to look into how many calories I should eat to maintain my weight. Or to lose weight if I so desired. The amount of calories one needs depend on several factors such as current weight, gender, age and activity level.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://dietforum.com/calories-per-day.htm"&gt;this calorie calculator&lt;/a&gt;, it estimated I burn around 1900 calories/day. If I want to maintain my current weight, I can consume this many calories per day. If I want to lose weight, I need to eat less than 1900 calories/day; and conversely, eat more calories to gain. Okay. That's informative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to take this seriously, I'd have to go into counting my servings and calculate the number of calories in each type of food I eat every day. Not gonna do that. I'm content knowing I have healthy eating habits, don't skip meals and exercise regularly. I'll occasionally indulge in some high-caloried foods and then make up for it in exercise or eating smaller portions the next day or 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It disturbed me for a half-minute when hubby read somewhere that a burger from &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;" href="http://www.chilis.com/menu/default.asp?catID=16&amp;amp;tierID=161%20&amp;amp;menuType=Dine%20In"&gt;Chili's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was about 1000 calories. I thought, surely, that count must include the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; french fries&lt;/span&gt; that accompany the burger. haha. Right before writing this blog, I checked &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://www.brinker.com/gr/nutritional/chilis_nutrition_menu.pdf"&gt;the nutrition info for their menu&lt;/a&gt; (I never look at this stuff) and learned the more accurate numbers - my usual &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Old Timer&lt;/span&gt; burger (no cheese) item has 820 calories, while hubby's &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mushroom-Swiss&lt;/span&gt; burger carries 1070 calories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_0_5251443" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/07/14/02/16256_200907140224421.thumb.jpg" style="width: 223px; height: 298px;" /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_1_5251444" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/07/14/02/16256_200907140224422.thumb.jpg" style="width: 218px; height: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;820 versus 1070&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those numbers seemed rather high and they are were one to consume these things  regularly, along with other similarly high-caloried goodies. Not to worry though. Hubby and I can take comfort in knowing we only eat heavy dishes like burgers only occasionally, followed by exercising our heads off. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-1023550326683036185?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/1023550326683036185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=1023550326683036185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/1023550326683036185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/1023550326683036185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2009/07/there-are-calories-in-burgers.html' title='There are calories in burgers?'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-4583041687511753620</id><published>2009-07-08T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T11:28:42.057-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><title type='text'>Magical post-its</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thought this art project was crazy brilliant! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BpWM0FNPZSs"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 245px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QKL2dlhaF-k/SlTkpd1GidI/AAAAAAAACCw/m2Kl4Eqc67U/s320/postit.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356157257883486674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:78%;" &gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BpWM0FNPZSs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-4583041687511753620?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/4583041687511753620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=4583041687511753620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/4583041687511753620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/4583041687511753620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2009/07/magical-post-its.html' title='Magical post-its'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QKL2dlhaF-k/SlTkpd1GidI/AAAAAAAACCw/m2Kl4Eqc67U/s72-c/postit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-726204891826229749.post-2219356169864098955</id><published>2009-06-25T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T16:55:59.002-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>Beauty tubes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_0_5118835" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/06/25/10/16256_200906251019371.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: arial;" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/SHIRLE%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-23.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I recently tried the new &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;L'oreal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Double Extend® Beauty Tubes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;™ Technology Mascara&lt;/span&gt;. This is my first time using a "tube" mascara and I would have to say it is one of the best mascaras I've tried. And so easy-to-own - the last time I checked online for a tube mascara, it was over $100 per tube (yikes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The reason I applied &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beauty Tubes&lt;/span&gt; on that particular day was because I wanted to wear a product that would easily wash off. No worries about removing using eye makeup remover or the required rubbing around the sensitive skin around the eyes. I've found when I think I've done a good job removing all the waterproof mascara, the next day I still have a bit of raccoon eyes in the morning. Yuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another problem with my other long-lasting mascaras (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybelline Great Lash&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Max Factor 2000 Calorie&lt;/span&gt;) are they can smudge throughout the day should one accidentally rub one's eyes - or not. Double-Extend does not &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;smudge&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Beauty Tubes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; mascara has 2 formulas - one that nourishes (primer) and the other colors. They both go on smoothly and effortlessly - swish, swish - and seemed to dry instantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The result? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Beauty Tubes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lengthened&lt;/span&gt; my lashes as if they'd been enhanced with fake lashes. One thing I'm blessed with are plentiful upper lashes and this mascara made them quite astonishing, even without the aid of a lash curler. Made me wanna flutter and bat my eyes all day long and at no one in particular. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;;-P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Beauty Tubes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; is that although you may achieve &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;incredible lengths&lt;/span&gt; (and spikiness), incredible &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;volume&lt;/span&gt; isn't part of the package. I'm totally fine with that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It took me a few seconds to figure out how to wash the mascara off. I used a wash cloth wet with warm water placed over my eyes to soften up and break down the tubes, followed by gently taking off the flakes with my fingers. No rubbing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Good stuff. A good cosmetic makes me happy for a little while (last time was with &lt;a href="http://www.prescriptives.com/templates/products/sp_shaded_color.tmpl?CATEGORY_ID=CATEGORY14704&amp;amp;PRODUCT_ID=PROD10423"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Prescriptives&lt;/span&gt; Multi-Finish Compact Foundation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;).  ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-2219356169864098955?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/2219356169864098955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=2219356169864098955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/2219356169864098955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/2219356169864098955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2009/06/beauty-tubes.html' title='Beauty tubes'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-2609481039270219110</id><published>2009-06-16T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T19:14:26.812-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jane Austen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zombies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Pride and Prejudice and Zombies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_0_4957410" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/06/16/02/16256_200906160220521.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;What &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 128);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jane_austen"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Janeite&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;would not be intrigued (or lured) by (yet another) by-product of Jane Austen fiction industry? I couldn't resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://irreference.com/pride-and-prejudice-and-zombies/"&gt;Pride and Prejudice and Zombies&lt;/a&gt; is a wacky take on the beloved P&amp;amp;P story. The back-drop of this 18th-century Hertfordshire involves the existence of the unmentionables (zombies) who have been terrorizing England for over 50 years. With 85% of the original text retained, the rest of the story is infused with bloody confrontations with the undead, whose origin is not known, or physical confrontations with the living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should not be surprised to learn that all 5 young, Miss Bennets have been schooled in the deadly arts in China (not Japan!) with Shaolin masters. Mr. Darcy is also also highly-skilled (he trained in Japan) and his sister, Miss Darcy, hopes to achieve similar mastery as a slayer of the undead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which of our beloved characters succumbs to the "plague"? Can you believe Mr. Darcy split Mr. Bingley and Jane because he thought, among other things, that she had been stricken with the plague? There's also a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;cannibal&lt;/span&gt; in the story, but who is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;There are a number of graphic illustrations which help to visualize the violent events unfolding in the novel. The book is quite hilarious, however, at times I felt it was not the breezy read as I had anticipated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-2609481039270219110?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/2609481039270219110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=2609481039270219110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/2609481039270219110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/2609481039270219110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2009/06/pride-and-prejudice-and-zombies.html' title='Pride and Prejudice and Zombies'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-4198236469299325254</id><published>2009-06-03T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T19:57:13.572-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='china'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Books coming to film</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Interesting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Norwegian Wood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; by Haruki Murakami is being &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.tokyograph.com/news/id-4795"&gt;adapted for film&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. What's the novel about? Read &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Norwegian_Wood_%28novel%29"&gt;about it here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Norwegian Wood&lt;/span&gt; was my first Murakami. I thought the mood generated from the book sometimes a bit down - what with suicide and mental health issues facing a few of the characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenichi Matsuyama (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Death Note&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;) will play the lead male Toru Watanabe and Rinko Kikuchi (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Babel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;) will play Naoko the girlfriend. It's being directed by Tran Anh Hung. Projected release is Fall, 2010. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_0_3672321" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/05/18/13/16256_200905181337383.thumb.jpg" style="width: 217px; height: 296px; font-family: arial;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_1_3672320" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/05/18/13/16256_200905181337382.thumb.jpg" style="width: 218px; height: 305px; font-family: arial;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Am still waiting for the film adaptation of Ha Jin's "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;." The novel is about Lin Kong, a soldier in the Revolutionary Army, who finds himself waiting 18 years to divorce his wife for another woman all the while fearing prosecution for being with the woman he wants to marry. The film's leads are Takeshi Kaneshiro and Zhang Ziyi, is being directed by Peter Chan, and is "in-production." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_2_3672319" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/05/18/13/16256_200905181337381.thumb.jpg" style="width: 286px; height: 310px; font-family: arial;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;ZZ and TK's last collaboration, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;House of Flying Daggers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ZZ will play the pained, waiting woman well. We'll be seeing both characters at times getting a little frustrated, to say the least. I liked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, as well as, Ha Jin's other novels. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-4198236469299325254?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/4198236469299325254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=4198236469299325254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/4198236469299325254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/4198236469299325254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2009/06/books-coming-to-film.html' title='Books coming to film'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-5565233169580667898</id><published>2009-06-03T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T19:52:42.254-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Marshmallow fun-gun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Introducing the &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.roomservicehome.com/prodinfo.asp?number=CK210406"&gt;Executive Mallow Blaster&lt;/a&gt;. This things fires large marshmallows from up to 40 feet away. Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something tells me I'd dislike being the target of a marshmallow from 10 feet or 40 feet away fired with this thing. I would rather play target practice with the Mallow Blaster.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: arial;" class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_0_3796298" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/05/20/19/16256_200905201952111.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;There's also a &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.roomservicehome.com/prodinfo.asp?number=CK210401"&gt;mini-marshmallow Mallo Blaster&lt;/a&gt;. $28.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;There seem to be quite an assortment of marshmallow "guns" available. They don't look like they're too painful to use or be a target of one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Video: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RgWib9yAZCg" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RgWib9yAZCg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: arial;" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RgWib9yAZCg"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-5565233169580667898?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/5565233169580667898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=5565233169580667898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/5565233169580667898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/5565233169580667898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2009/06/marshmallow-fun-gun.html' title='Marshmallow fun-gun'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-6513190675364258259</id><published>2009-06-03T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T19:26:47.321-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><title type='text'>I heart lotus flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;A friend of hubby's is into amateur photography. He quite often sends us links to new pics that he's posted. His most recent update includes a series on lotus flowers. I usually take a cursory glance at his photos but his lotus flowers held my attention as they &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; a favorite of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flower is similar in structure to a tulip - my other favorite - where the wide, oblong petals form a cup or bowl shape and its stems are thick and rise up. Lotus flowers only come in hues of pink - neat factoid! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_0_4238524" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/06/03/02/16256_200906030227572.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_1_4238525" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/06/03/02/16256_200906030227573.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-on" id="and_img_2_4238523" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/06/03/02/16256_200906030227571.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/726204891826229749-6513190675364258259?l=peachsouffle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/feeds/6513190675364258259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=726204891826229749&amp;postID=6513190675364258259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/6513190675364258259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/726204891826229749/posts/default/6513190675364258259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peachsouffle.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-heart-lotus-flowers.html' title='I heart lotus flowers'/><author><name>Willow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08180535915452293414</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-726204891826229749.post-1915515839998841188</id><published>2009-05-10T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T10:18:25.412-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='china'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beijing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Beijing: Having to do with food</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;We enjoyed some delicious food while in Beijing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My first meal, dinner, upon arrival to Beijing was hot pot at an inexpensive restaurant in &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Wudaokou&lt;/span&gt;. I was starving by then! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Transoceanic food is so bad on UA! I really need to remember to pack my own lunch basket next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;img class="and-photo-widget-blog-image-off" id="and_img_1_2430952" src="http://www.alivenotdead.com/attachments/2009/04/10/16/16256_2009041016454013.thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Veggies, shrimp, lamb and beef. The funky-looking pot has the charcoal briquets in the center (in the "volcano"). I liked how the meats were arranged on the platters.
