<?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-10521727</id><updated>2011-12-13T19:57:57.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No title for you</title><subtitle type='html'>The arduous task of picking a title that wasn't trite or already taken proved too strenuous for my weak little heart. Please feel free to suggest a more appropriate title as blog goes on. Thank you for your indulgance of my postmodern sensibilities.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10521727.post-117489734009716777</id><published>2007-03-26T02:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T02:22:20.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Untenable—Sometimes the Romantic Is</title><summary type='text'>What is not abstractis the thin suede fleshof the petals crumpling, tearing,releasing their crushed rougeon my hip.         The sheets are ruinedand left balled up in a corner.Is this what is meant         by a failed state?  The mattressflat on the floor—the bed framenever assembled.           Suitcases unemptied (and actingas roadblocksbetween rooms)          Everything is untenable—the size </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/117489734009716777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=117489734009716777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/117489734009716777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/117489734009716777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2007/03/untenablesometimes-romantic-is.html' title='Untenable—Sometimes the Romantic Is'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-115692561216705607</id><published>2006-08-30T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T01:13:32.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Love the Y</title><summary type='text'>I've been meaning to post this article since May.  I helped to put on a retirement party for a much beloved executive director at the YMCA who had stuck with the Y for forty years!  I remember when I met him, it was my first day on the job.  He came around the corner in his wheelchair and greeted me and my coworker very amicably.  (This moment gave me a flashback to one of those textbooks, where </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115692561216705607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=115692561216705607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/115692561216705607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/115692561216705607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2006/08/why-i-love-y.html' title='Why I Love the Y'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-115692399877365533</id><published>2006-08-30T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T00:50:51.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Alive and Kickin!</title><summary type='text'>Well I have not written in a long while- and this can basically be summarized as the following: moving house, new adventures in dating, career frustration and the dissipation thereof, a new nephew (so cute!), a splash of family drama- all in all, lots of either busy-ness or disinclination to expose my thoughts on said topics to the entire world.  (Hello world!)  Good books I've read: The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115692399877365533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=115692399877365533' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/115692399877365533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/115692399877365533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2006/08/still-alive-and-kickin.html' title='Still Alive and Kickin!'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-115311240802075837</id><published>2006-07-16T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T22:00:11.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Magazine: for People Who Want to Do Well by Doing Good</title><summary type='text'>So I went to the launch party of this magazine on Friday night and I must say, it was quite a party.  It was held at 111 Minna in SF, a hip art gallery and watering hole.  I heard about the magazine through some Stanford friends, and lo and behold, there were many Stanford people in attendance!  Even Al Gore was there!  (Not that he went to Stanford.) No kidding.  He was there, chilling out with </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.goodmagazine.com' title='Good Magazine: for People Who Want to Do Well by Doing Good'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115311240802075837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=115311240802075837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/115311240802075837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/115311240802075837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2006/07/good-magazine-for-people-who-want-to.html' title='Good Magazine: for People Who Want to Do Well by Doing Good'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-115277971638882603</id><published>2006-07-13T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T01:35:16.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Doonesbury Classic</title><summary type='text'>I've been meaning to post this one for a while!  (Heck, now that my boyfriend is in India semi-permanently, I think I'll be tending to my blog a lot more, since I'm really not sure what to do with myself.)  In the July 2 strip, the doctor tells a guy he's got TB.  The guy asks what his prognosis is, and the doc says, "Depends.  Are you a creationist?"  So the guy admits that he is, and says "Yes,</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.doonesbury.com/strip/dailydose/index.html?uc_full_date=20060702' title='Another Doonesbury Classic'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115277971638882603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=115277971638882603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/115277971638882603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/115277971638882603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2006/07/another-doonesbury-classic.html' title='Another Doonesbury Classic'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-115255280968686890</id><published>2006-07-10T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T10:33:29.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rode My Bike to Work Today!</title><summary type='text'>This is my new beauty! Like my mountain bike, she's a Rocky Mountain and absolutely gorgeous. Please note the stylish yellow paint job, the carbon fiber fork, seat stay and seat post, and the Shimano Ultegra shifting.In any case, the important point here is that I rode her to work today and the only CO2 I emitted was from my personal exhalation! Not only did I have a fun workout and see the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115255280968686890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=115255280968686890' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/115255280968686890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/115255280968686890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2006/07/rode-my-bike-to-work-today.html' title='Rode My Bike to Work Today!'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-115251083600146607</id><published>2006-07-09T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T02:18:39.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Ramble on the Political Nature of Science</title><summary type='text'>My fellow blogger, Chia, was very upset a while back by an article by psychologist Daniel Gilbert in Time Magazine on whether or not parenting makes people happy. (It essentially claimed that parenthood slightly  decreases happiness.) Chia wrote this post in defense of the joys of parenthood, and being the thorough scientist that she is, presented several valid points of contention.  Once I saw </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115251083600146607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=115251083600146607' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/115251083600146607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/115251083600146607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2006/07/ramble-on-political-nature-of-science.html' title='A Ramble on the Political Nature of Science'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-115250627789694633</id><published>2006-07-09T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T01:37:52.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Inconvient Truth Rocks the Boat in All the Right Ways</title><summary type='text'>I just saw Al Gore's throroughly impressive documentary, An Inconvenient Truth. Even as I was watching it in the theater, I felt fired up to *do* something because I believe that we face a real crisis on a global scale, the ramifications of which are on a scale too large for us to even imagine.  I went to see this movie because it was a Sunday, and I was feeling bored and lonely, and my roommate </summary><link rel='related' href='http://climatecrisis.net' title='An Inconvient Truth Rocks the Boat in All the Right Ways'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115250627789694633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=115250627789694633' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/115250627789694633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/115250627789694633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2006/07/inconvient-truth-rocks-boat-in-all.html' title='An Inconvient Truth Rocks the Boat in All the Right Ways'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-115096291618643762</id><published>2006-06-22T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T02:35:14.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Commencement Metaphysics</title><summary type='text'>if (death == soon) {  alert (live life to the fullest);  }else  {   alert (suck it up bitch &amp; keep programming!);   }I graduated last year from Stanford with Steve Jobs as my Commencement speaker. I wasn't thrilled with his speech for a number of reasons. Firstly, he opened by talking about how he dropped out of college and never graduated. While I apprciated the risk he was taking by sharing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115096291618643762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=115096291618643762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/115096291618643762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/115096291618643762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2006/06/commencement-metaphysics.html' title='Commencement Metaphysics'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-115096049465172985</id><published>2006-06-22T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T00:14:54.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>John Donne - On The Occasion of My Love Leaving</title><summary type='text'>HOLY SONNETS         XIVBatter my heart, three-person'd God; for youAs yet but knock; breathe, shine, and seek to mend;That I may rise, and stand, o'erthrow me, and bendYour force, to break, blow, burn, and make me new.I, like an usurp'd town, to another due,Labour to admit you, but O, to no end.Reason, your viceroy in me, me should defend,But is captived, and proves weak or untrue.Yet dearly I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/115096049465172985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=115096049465172985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/115096049465172985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/115096049465172985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2006/06/john-donne-on-occasion-of-my-love.html' title='John Donne - On The Occasion of My Love Leaving'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-114947666493539479</id><published>2006-06-04T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T23:25:24.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Thrill</title><summary type='text'>I just love mountain biking. I went out riding at Saratoga Gap Sunday morning with ROMP (Responsible Organized Mountain Pedalers) and it rocked my little world! I got my bike out last Friday (it had been hibernating in the apartment complex's bike storage room since a nasty headplant I had managed to execute sometime in the fall) and cleaned it up, tuned it to the best of my meager ablity to do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114947666493539479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=114947666493539479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/114947666493539479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/114947666493539479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2006/06/big-thrill.html' title='The Big Thrill'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-114893274003539430</id><published>2006-05-29T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T12:59:00.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boycott Evil Catalogs Who Sell Our Names to Other Evil Catalogs!!</title><summary type='text'>Can I just vent about how much I hate Soft Surroundings, their parent company (if one exists) and any of their subsidiaries?? In August of last year, I heard my mother remarking how much she liked a particular nightie from this catalog.  Being a sensitive and thoughtful daughter, the alarm bells went off in my head, and I thought, hey, her birthday is next month- I bet she would like it if I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114893274003539430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=114893274003539430' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/114893274003539430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/114893274003539430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2006/05/boycott-evil-catalogs-who-sell-our.html' title='Boycott Evil Catalogs Who Sell Our Names to Other Evil Catalogs!!'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-114892923953237766</id><published>2006-05-29T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T12:00:39.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MC Lars Is More Punk Than You!</title><summary type='text'>MC Lars is a bad, bad man. His songs have been stuck in my head all week. Sometimes I think I am becoming MC Lars, and then I realize that he's just a kid who graduated from the Stanford English department the same year as I did, and who happens to make great music off his laptop. Hence the Ahab song and hence the following lyrics from "Hot Topic is not Punk Rock" (which has actually gotten radio</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.mclars.com' title='MC Lars Is More Punk Than You!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114892923953237766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=114892923953237766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/114892923953237766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/114892923953237766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2006/05/mc-lars-is-more-punk-than-you.html' title='MC Lars Is More Punk Than You!'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-114612220675550366</id><published>2006-04-27T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T00:16:46.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speaking of War...</title><summary type='text'>This is very disturbing if it is true, and the craziest part is that it is hardly making waves in the media. Apparently high profile physicists have petitioned Bush not to use "tactical nuclear weapons" against Iran. If this is indeed true, this Iran war-mongering is more serious than I thought! As if we need another war in the Middle East! As if we need to demonstrate just how hypocritical we </summary><link rel='related' href='http://physics.ucsd.edu/petition/physicistsletter.html' title='Speaking of War...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114612220675550366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=114612220675550366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/114612220675550366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/114612220675550366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/speaking-of-war.html' title='Speaking of War...'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-114611735054416471</id><published>2006-04-26T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T23:40:39.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love for Doonesbury and Thoughts on Iraq</title><summary type='text'>I saw this Doonesbury strip a couple weeks ago in the paper and just got such a kick out of it.Two of the characters are musing about Iraq, and the serious costs (humanitarian and financial) of the war. One of them says something to the effect of, "Do you think the man behind the war loses any sleep over it?" Cut to image of the White House: "What is it, dear?" // "It's the stem cells- I hear </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.doonesbury.com/strip/dailydose/index.html?uc_full_date=20060409' title='Love for Doonesbury and Thoughts on Iraq'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114611735054416471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=114611735054416471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/114611735054416471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/114611735054416471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/love-for-doonesbury-and-thoughts-on.html' title='Love for Doonesbury and Thoughts on Iraq'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-114586090000829759</id><published>2006-04-23T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T00:24:46.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Vanity Fair - The Mag</title><summary type='text'>I'm ever delighted and perplexed by the magazine, Vanity Fair. For a while, I had an uncanny affinity for Rolling Stone--how was it possible to write so compellingly about something as ethereal as music??--but now I'm obsessed with Vanity Fair. I find it to be a tangled web of seeming contradictions: shiny ads replete with assorted haute couture items set against thoughtful political pieces (</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.vanityfair.com/' title='On Vanity Fair - The Mag'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114586090000829759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=114586090000829759' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/114586090000829759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/114586090000829759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/on-vanity-fair-mag.html' title='On Vanity Fair - The Mag'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-114535186970996865</id><published>2006-04-18T02:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T02:17:49.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Take it Back- I Prefer This One</title><summary type='text'>Yes, and here is a completely and utterly different approach to the same feelings of anger at the misuse of religion in power politics. As someone who was formerly very faithful, this speaks to me and calls to my roots. No doubt it is the more constructive response to the same stimulus-- a response of love and hope. As I wrote to the author of ReReason, "I truly admire your faith and feel </summary><link rel='related' href='http://rereason.blogspot.com/2006/03/why-im-red-letter-christian.html' title='I Take it Back- I Prefer This One'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114535186970996865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=114535186970996865' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/114535186970996865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/114535186970996865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-take-it-back-i-prefer-this-one.html' title='I Take it Back- I Prefer This One'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-114534397922132145</id><published>2006-04-17T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T02:20:19.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Article About the Bible EVER!!</title><summary type='text'>I LOVE this author--Mark Morford--this god of writing from the SF Chronicle.  I can only dream of writing anything this true or this funny... Here, the beginning of a witty commentary on the discovery of the Gospel of Judas:"Is it not just tremendous heaps of casually blasphemous fun to learn, once again and for the thousandth time, that the Bible -- that happy mish-mashed messed-up hodgepodgey </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?file=/gate/archive/2006/04/14/notes041406.DTL' title='The Best Article About the Bible EVER!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114534397922132145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=114534397922132145' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/114534397922132145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/114534397922132145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2006/04/best-article-about-bible-ever.html' title='The Best Article About the Bible EVER!!'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-114106131680296165</id><published>2006-02-27T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T09:31:19.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More on Personal Politics and the Constraints of Feminism</title><summary type='text'>As the intelligent (or not really so intelligent) woman at hand in Kurt's post, The Politicization of Everything, (sometimes I wonder about myself, and honestly, how much does a first rate college education really get you in the way of intelligence?)... As the intelligent woman at hand, I only have one comment to make at this point-- perhaps I will return with other comments later. And that </summary><link rel='related' href='http://frog-man.blogspot.com/2006/02/politization-of-everything.html' title='More on Personal Politics and the Constraints of Feminism'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/114106131680296165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=114106131680296165' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/114106131680296165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/114106131680296165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2006/02/more-on-personal-politics-and.html' title='More on Personal Politics and the Constraints of Feminism'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-113654149231548785</id><published>2006-01-06T01:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T02:02:06.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On David McCullough's 1776</title><summary type='text'>David McCullough's book 1776 knocked my socks off! I asked my parents if I could abscond with it, thinking that was perhaps going to be a little dry... Dear God no, it was a page turner! Or at least, what can be considered a "page turner" for a literary snob, which I admittedly am. (My trip to Barnes &amp; Noble today almost convinced me that literature was dead! They had dumped all the "classics" </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0743226712/104-3630988-3357506?v=glance&amp;n=283155' title='On David McCullough&apos;s 1776'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113654149231548785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=113654149231548785' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/113654149231548785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/113654149231548785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2006/01/on-david-mcculloughs-1776.html' title='On David McCullough&apos;s 1776'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-113429432761120164</id><published>2005-12-11T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T02:53:58.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Impressionistic tessellation of Doubt, Faith and Reason</title><summary type='text'>What does it mean to pray if you don't believe in God anymore?  Or if you don't know what you believe?Recently, I have found myself getting some heavy use out of the Serenity Prayer (through gritted teeth, mind you) as I've been grappling with my new job. They were moving office right as I was hired and so there wasn't time to properly train me or introduce me to my duties. Largely, I felt </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113429432761120164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=113429432761120164' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/113429432761120164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/113429432761120164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2005/12/impressionistic-tessellation-of-doubt.html' title='An Impressionistic tessellation of Doubt, Faith and Reason'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-113307355899140789</id><published>2005-11-26T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T22:55:06.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on Walk the Line and Johnny Cash</title><summary type='text'>I just got back from the Johnny Cash movie, "Walk the Line." I took my dad who was a young teenager when Cash and Elvis were coming onto the scene. He actually saw a show in Iowa where one was opening for the other. It really blows my mind that my dad would have been at an Elvis/Cash show--it seems like that was the land before time--another world, a simpler world, I would like to think. Before </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.walkthelinethemovie.com/' title='Thoughts on Walk the Line and Johnny Cash'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113307355899140789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=113307355899140789' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/113307355899140789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/113307355899140789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2005/11/thoughts-on-walk-line-and-johnny-cash.html' title='Thoughts on Walk the Line and Johnny Cash'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-113264543481072980</id><published>2005-11-21T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T23:43:54.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Political, Personal And Troublesome Feminism</title><summary type='text'>Every small thing in a personal relationship can be political. For example, if you’re gay, everything you do—the simple expression of who you essentially are—is a political statement. (For those of you who think that being gay is a lifestyle choice, please skip this paragraph and know that I will philosophically grapple with you at a later date if you so desire.) For a close lesbian friend, it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113264543481072980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=113264543481072980' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/113264543481072980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/113264543481072980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-political-personal-and-troublesome.html' title='My Political, Personal And Troublesome Feminism'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-113193736141109630</id><published>2005-11-13T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T19:04:34.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 1b</title><summary type='text'>I learned that there’s this odd cycle with job searching. There are distinct phases of the job search, but the trouble is that once you’ve started, you essentially are working on all the phases at once for different opportunities, companies and philosophical moods:Phase 1: Identifying what you want, otherwise known as Writhing in Existential Discomfort. Phase 2: Identifying companies / positions </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113193736141109630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=113193736141109630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/113193736141109630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/113193736141109630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2005/11/part-1b.html' title='Part 1b'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-113193695521620701</id><published>2005-11-13T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T18:58:53.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 1a of My New Series on What the Heck I Have Learned from My Job Search</title><summary type='text'>If you contact friends of friends at large companies (or in my case, sorority sisters that I haven’t actually met before) they’re probably busy and will be willing to help you, but not to spend too much time doing it.   What I have figured out is that you need look at the company’s job board, select opportunities you’re interested in and *then* write this person.   This is what I wrote to several</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113193695521620701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=113193695521620701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/113193695521620701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/113193695521620701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2005/11/part-1a-of-my-new-series-on-what-heck.html' title='Part 1a of My New Series on What the Heck I Have Learned from My Job Search'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-113161165204042249</id><published>2005-11-09T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T01:49:15.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reprieve</title><summary type='text'>Well at long last--after 55 days, 9 hours and 16 minutes of unemployment--I have acquired a new job! Huzzah! The position is at the YMCA association office in my area doing development, managing the office and supporting the president. There are only a handful of employees at the office (I get the impression that it'll be almost like family) and since they're understaffed, I certainly won't be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/113161165204042249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=113161165204042249' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/113161165204042249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/113161165204042249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2005/11/reprieve.html' title='Reprieve'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-112933895538790680</id><published>2005-10-14T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T18:15:55.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obladee.obladah, Life Goes Ooooon, lada dada Life Goes On...</title><summary type='text'>I've been so bad about updating my blog, but I figure, better late than never.  I started writing a post last week that was rather nostalgic and poetic, but I haven't finished it, so it can't really go up yet. Anyway, regarding my job search, I have been searching/unemployed since September16--almost exactly a month now.  I have had a whole crazy set of interviews and sent out a billion resumes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/112933895538790680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=112933895538790680' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112933895538790680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112933895538790680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2005/10/obladeeobladah-life-goes-ooooon-lada.html' title='Obladee.obladah, Life Goes Ooooon, lada dada Life Goes On...'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-112798152904446571</id><published>2005-09-29T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T01:46:55.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Interview and A Long Day</title><summary type='text'>I felt like I was on a strange new planet today when I interviewed for a sales position at an agressive IT professional recruiting / placement company. They had contacted me because they had seen my resume on Monster.com. Despite some substantial doubts as to the legitimacy and nature of this company, I went along to an interview at their San Francisco office to see what they had to say.I arrived</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/112798152904446571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=112798152904446571' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112798152904446571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112798152904446571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2005/09/interview-and-long-day.html' title='An Interview and A Long Day'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-112779736363496510</id><published>2005-09-26T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T22:33:15.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Job Search philosophizing</title><summary type='text'>One of my best friends, Jane, was here for the weekend, and it was very serendipitous that she was because she really is a job search veteran. We're good at psyching each other up and getting each other motivated for these tough long haul "job search" things. I miss her, since she's down in LA these days, working her overqualified, underpaid butt off trying to get into film or TV. She reminded me</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/112779736363496510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=112779736363496510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112779736363496510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112779736363496510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2005/09/job-search-philosophizing.html' title='Job Search philosophizing'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-112719436406864233</id><published>2005-09-19T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T12:53:44.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pondering Career Track Changes</title><summary type='text'>I had an interesting epiphany yesterday. I was talking to my dad about jobs that I might be interested in and I said that I was really looking for a job where I could interact with people face to face on a regular basis. I'd loved working at Pitas in Paradise, TCBY / Mrs. Fields, The Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory etc., and these were all jobs where I got to help people in a very direct way. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/112719436406864233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=112719436406864233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112719436406864233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112719436406864233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2005/09/pondering-career-track-changes.html' title='Pondering Career Track Changes'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-112702504866399609</id><published>2005-09-17T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T00:56:29.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rude Awakening</title><summary type='text'>Well I lost my job yesterday. It was really a surprise. I had spent a lot of time worrying about getting fired but I had no idea what it would be like for it to really happen. Honestly, I have to say that it's humiliating, espcially the version of termination which I experienced, which went something like, "We don't think you're a good fit for our company. Today is your last day... If you'll just</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/112702504866399609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=112702504866399609' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112702504866399609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112702504866399609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2005/09/rude-awakening.html' title='Rude Awakening'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-112659259770798825</id><published>2005-09-12T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T00:08:56.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The public and the private meet here and tango</title><summary type='text'>Blogging has been odd for me in that I feel very cautious about what I can say or not say, what I should say or not say. I have a sudden impulse to be more personal, but why? And at what cost? I used to write poetry and even then I had a sense that it was somehow not fair for me to open up those I loved or even those I resented to the scrutiny of whatever public my poems gained. I think that any </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/112659259770798825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=112659259770798825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112659259770798825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112659259770798825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2005/09/public-and-private-meet-here-and-tango.html' title='The public and the private meet here and tango'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-112581647160117973</id><published>2005-09-03T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T00:11:43.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Katrina reactions and quotes (Can You Tell I've Become Obsessed?)</title><summary type='text'>"I think it puts into question all of the Homeland Security and Northern Command planning for the last four years, because if we can't respond faster than this to an event we saw coming across the Gulf for days, then why do we think we're prepared to respond to a nuclear or biological attack?"--former House Speaker Newt Gingrich"We're going to help these communities rebuild....Out of the rubbles </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/112581647160117973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=112581647160117973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112581647160117973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112581647160117973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2005/09/katrina-reactions-and-quotes-can-you.html' title='Katrina reactions and quotes (Can You Tell I&apos;ve Become Obsessed?)'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-112581500796920901</id><published>2005-09-03T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T23:23:27.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Even Fox News Can't Spin Katrina to The Advantage of the Bush Administration</title><summary type='text'>Heart wrenching, surprisingly honest, moving and angry coverage of Katrina from Fox News' Geraldo Rivera and Shepard Smith.   I'm speechless.From Talk Left:"I've never seen anything as harrowing as Fox News' Geraldo Rivera and Shepard Smith on Hannity and Colmes. While Aaron Brown on CNN said we have "turned the corner", it's clearly not the truth. There are thousands of people trapped in what </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.crooksandliars.com/2005/09/02.html#a4763' title='Even Fox News Can&apos;t Spin Katrina to The Advantage of the Bush Administration'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/112581500796920901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=112581500796920901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112581500796920901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112581500796920901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2005/09/even-fox-news-cant-spin-katrina-to.html' title='Even Fox News Can&apos;t Spin Katrina to The Advantage of the Bush Administration'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-112581330710509656</id><published>2005-09-03T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T22:55:07.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome &amp; Penetrating Questions from Someone Smart</title><summary type='text'>From: Siva VaidhyanathanHometown: New York CityEric:While filling up my car on Long Island yesterday at a rate of $3.59.9 per gallon, I came up with a list of important questions we should be asking about the Crisis in the Gulf (Mexico, not Persian):  After years of top-notch investigative reports by the New Orleans Times-Picayune describing the sorry erosion of federal funding for levees and </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.nyu.edu/classes/siva/' title='Awesome &amp; Penetrating Questions from Someone Smart'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/112581330710509656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=112581330710509656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112581330710509656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112581330710509656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2005/09/awesome-penetrating-questions-from.html' title='Awesome &amp; Penetrating Questions from Someone Smart'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-112580958419724803</id><published>2005-09-03T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T21:53:04.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Katrina heartache</title><summary type='text'>I began writing this post as a response to an posting on my favorite blog, Rereason, entitled "Katrina Reveals Flaws in National Character".  I got a little (a lot) carried away and so I decided to transfer this extended commentary to my own blog. I also think that Katrina has revealed the true state of things here in the US.  Our society is terribly unequal, and most unequal in the south, in </summary><link rel='related' href='http://rereason.blogspot.com/2005/09/katrina-reveals-flaws-in-national.html' title='Katrina heartache'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/112580958419724803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=112580958419724803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112580958419724803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112580958419724803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2005/09/katrina-heartache.html' title='Katrina heartache'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-112502608696444395</id><published>2005-08-25T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T20:26:31.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Highly Intelligent Satire of Intelligent Design</title><summary type='text'>This is the single most amusing thing I have seen in a long time. A noble fellow by the name of Bobby has arisen as the prophetic mouthpiece of the Flying Spaghetti Monster, to smite the fools of the Kansas School Board into teaching FSMism alongside ID.We, the believers in FSMism believe that in the beginning, the Flying Spaghetti Monster created a mountain, trees and a midget. In fact, we have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/112502608696444395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=112502608696444395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112502608696444395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112502608696444395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2005/08/highly-intelligent-satire-of.html' title='Highly Intelligent Satire of Intelligent Design'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-112382918118441163</id><published>2005-08-11T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T00:00:23.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Curl Referendum</title><summary type='text'>Ok, so ignoring the really ugly face I'm making in this photo and the fact that I'm wearing argyle, oh- my- GOD- will you LOOK at how curly my hair used to be?! I have to say, I'm not sure I miss these kind of curls- I mean, look at me-- I'm obviously raging with hair-deforming hormones! Hence the funny face. Anyway, make your opinions known- leave a comment- do yall miss the extreme curls?For </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/112382918118441163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=112382918118441163' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112382918118441163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112382918118441163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2005/08/curl-referendum.html' title='Curl Referendum'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-112382849422360264</id><published>2005-08-11T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T23:34:54.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Televangelist Alter Ego??</title><summary type='text'>Who knew I was a televangeslist?? And who is suprised, eh? A lot of you out there are like- Ha! I knew that chick had something up her sleeve, some sort of batman-like alter ego! Well you have found me out, blown my cover, and I will never be safe again. Funny because we watched Saved! last night and I thoroughly enjoyed making fun of the evangelical Christians! (*mild pang of Catholic guilt*....</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=4741219933576750506' title='Televangelist Alter Ego??'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/112382849422360264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=112382849422360264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112382849422360264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112382849422360264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2005/08/televangelist-alter-ego.html' title='Televangelist Alter Ego??'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-112356771697208685</id><published>2005-08-08T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T23:08:36.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don’t understand “family values”</title><summary type='text'>The only place I hear about “family values” is from the ideological mouths of Republicans, whom I imagine don’t know the first thing about what it is to be generous, compassionate, and genuine.  Of course, I can’t say this categorically—it would just be libelous and ungenerous, in turn, of me.  But since when has self righteously preaching at people been a hallmark of Christianity?  I have to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/112356771697208685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=112356771697208685' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112356771697208685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112356771697208685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-dont-understand-family-values.html' title='I don’t understand “family values”'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-112288260334598299</id><published>2005-08-01T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T00:50:03.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another kitty photo.  She was perched up there on my shoulder and it was so cute! You can tell from the photo though that she's like, "But mooooo---oommm, I don't *like* cameras!!"  I promise she's cuter in real life.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/112288260334598299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=112288260334598299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112288260334598299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112288260334598299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2005/08/another-kitty-photo.html' title=''/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-112288034392016094</id><published>2005-08-01T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T00:44:52.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More on Zebras: Why I Don't Like Change</title><summary type='text'>Anyone who knows me knows that I like change as much as a cat likes a bath. It doesn't matter whether it's good change or bad change, expected change or unexpected change. Heck, I mourned graduating from Stanford starting, oh I don't know, in September of senior year. Not to mention the consistent worry about getting a job thing too-- that also started in September. (A wonderful flip off here to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/112288034392016094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=112288034392016094' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112288034392016094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112288034392016094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2005/08/more-on-zebras-why-i-dont-like-change.html' title='More on Zebras: Why I Don&apos;t Like Change'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-112236203441761704</id><published>2005-07-26T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T00:28:58.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Zebras Don’t Get Ulcers But Why I Do</title><summary type='text'>So today I had the misfortune of realizing that I was entirely out of a prescription medication which I take every day and that I couldn’t just order a refill on a dime because I have new health insurance as a college grad and new full time employee.  f*ck!!  You know this whole medical prescription system is incredibly tortured, even when you *haven’t* just changed insurance providers.  Like say</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/112236203441761704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=112236203441761704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112236203441761704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112236203441761704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2005/07/why-zebras-dont-get-ulcers-but-why-i.html' title='Why Zebras Don’t Get Ulcers But Why I Do'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-112193276519673937</id><published>2005-07-21T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T00:59:25.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Me and my nephew, Hogan. I'm Auntie V!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/112193276519673937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=112193276519673937' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112193276519673937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112193276519673937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2005/07/me-and-my-nephew-hogan.html' title=''/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-112154732271611058</id><published>2005-07-16T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T13:06:02.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Johnny Depp, Tim Burton, &amp; Charlie and the Chocolate Factory Rockin My Socks</title><summary type='text'>Johnny Depp is a genius; Tim Burton, also a genius. Together, they are genii that superbly kick ass with Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. I’ll admit, I’d had my doubts. The trailer left something to be desired…it just seemed so childish. But it’s all about faith—I had faith in these men, both of whom seem to have that magic edgy touch. I love edgy! I also saw a trailer for their next </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/112154732271611058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=112154732271611058' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112154732271611058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112154732271611058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2005/07/johnny-depp-tim-burton-charlie-and.html' title='Johnny Depp, Tim Burton, &amp; Charlie and the Chocolate Factory Rockin My Socks'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-112124209976555725</id><published>2005-07-13T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T01:08:19.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sequoia Sleeping</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/112124209976555725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=112124209976555725' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112124209976555725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112124209976555725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2005/07/sequoia-sleeping.html' title='Sequoia Sleeping'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-112124145389583822</id><published>2005-07-13T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T00:57:33.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vanessa becoming a cat person?  It's very possible!</title><summary type='text'>Well, believe it or not, I’ve got a kitten!  It’s so incredible that two days ago, I was going about my business, saying to myself, “damn I’m bored-- I need a hobby,” and that now, I have this little creature who depends on me and curls up to me, who costs a lot ($400 some for her shots, check-up, spay, flea treatments, ID chip, cat box, kitty litter, food, collar- you get the picture-) but who </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/112124145389583822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=112124145389583822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112124145389583822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112124145389583822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2005/07/vanessa-becoming-cat-person-its-very.html' title='Vanessa becoming a cat person?  It&apos;s very possible!'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-112042644176397100</id><published>2005-07-03T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T14:34:01.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Patriotism, Democracy and American Ideals</title><summary type='text'>This being the Fourth of July weekend, I’m thinking about what it means to be American and what it means to celebrate our independence.  Like many “liberals” (I prefer to call myself progressive, thank you very much), I am proud to be an American but I also do make the distinction of saying that I am not proud of everything this country has ever done.  I do not believe in blind nationalism of any</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/112042644176397100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=112042644176397100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112042644176397100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112042644176397100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2005/07/patriotism-democracy-and-american.html' title='Patriotism, Democracy and American Ideals'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-112019826736207862</id><published>2005-06-30T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T23:11:07.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interface fun!</title><summary type='text'>Don't Click Here</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/112019826736207862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=112019826736207862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112019826736207862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112019826736207862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2005/06/interface-fun.html' title='Interface fun!'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-112016704277331066</id><published>2005-06-30T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T14:30:42.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta love this!</title><summary type='text'>Found this on another site and totally think it's cool:Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at an Elingsh uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoetnt tihng is taht frist and lsat ltteer is at the rghit pclae. The rset can be a toatl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae we do not raed ervey lteter by itslef but the wrod as a wlohe.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/112016704277331066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=112016704277331066' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112016704277331066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112016704277331066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2005/06/gotta-love-this.html' title='Gotta love this!'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-112012069879872990</id><published>2005-06-30T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T15:17:10.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My favorite words of all time</title><summary type='text'>from the linguistically obsessed heart/brain of a former Stanford English major...1) SmorgasboardI think the best thing about this word is that it sounds like s'mores and orgasm at the same time and while it means 'big buffet of food,' it can also just mean a great variety of whatever.2) HegemonicYou simply cannot go to college or be a feminist without knowing and employing this word at will. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/112012069879872990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=112012069879872990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112012069879872990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/112012069879872990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-favorite-words-of-all-time.html' title='My favorite words of all time'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</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-10521727.post-110716013951640978</id><published>2005-01-31T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T00:45:52.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foray into a strange new world</title><summary type='text'>Yes, the strange new world of blogging. New to me, I'm behind the times I guess. Everyone and their cousin has one of these going. Being the intellectual that I am, or aspire to be, I can't help but feel that this is one of those phenomena so characteristic of modernity, or post-modernity...the exact difference between them escapes me. We have all this angst right? We feel isolated in many ways, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/feeds/110716013951640978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10521727&amp;postID=110716013951640978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/110716013951640978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10521727/posts/default/110716013951640978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notitleforyou.blogspot.com/2005/01/foray-into-strange-new-world.html' title='Foray into a strange new world'/><author><name>Minerrva21</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09727812967509687071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
