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Yearly Archives: 2004
Random Babblings About Vacations and Modal Sheets
Wow. Vacations are hard work! I was up to my eyeballs in textbooks and assignments for such a long time, and although I was enjoying it greatly, I was also secretly looking forward to SIX weeks (!) of vacation between terms. There were a lot of promises made to myself (and others!) that I’d catch up on non-school-related things that needed doing during this time. Six weeks — that’s nearly forever, in vacation time! Or so I thought. Actually it’s beginning to look like the amount of Real Life I’ve … Continue reading
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Giving Thanks
Every year as Thanksgiving approaches, I have mixed feelings. Not about the giving thanks part. It’s just that I’m something of a procrastinator, a very BAD planner, and a lousy housekeeper. And I have ankle issues. Talo-calcaneal coalition, for those of you who like big words. In little words, it just means my feet hurt a lot, especially when I stand on them all day in the kitchen. Or anyplace else, for that matter. On Monday, my friend Judy asked me what we were doing for Thanksgiving. “Sheesh,” I told … Continue reading
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Modernized Prejudice
I’m taking an anthropology course this term, called Intercultural Communication. I wasn’t sure what to expect, but it’s turned out to be really interesting. I thought, having grown up in Japan and living in as many places as I have, that I was pretty culturally aware. But, as usual, there’s always more to learn. This is something I wrote for my class, about a questionnaire that was supposed to tell us how biased we are against homosexuals. At the end, the authors had listed the score rankings in terms of … Continue reading
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Just When You Thought You Were Finally Safe…
Another rerun… sorry, nursing school is HARD!!! I’ll write something fresh just as soon as I can spare a few brain cells, I promise. Meanwhile… This essay was written as a followup to the essay Valuable Information for my Family and Friends, concerning how to protect yourself from alien abductions. Enjoy. Darn. It turns out that the thought screen helmet isn’t going to be enough, folks — sorry about that. Not only do we have to worry about aliens invading our brains, but apparently there’s also the more local problem … Continue reading
Posted in Eccentricities, Parallel Universes
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We Interrupt This Program…
In case you have been wondering where ToastyFrog has been for the past couple of days, we were victimized by Verizon and friends. Again. Greystork, who generously hosts my blog because my webserver is too ancient to properly handle it and I’m too busy studying to learn to use Apache so I can build myself a new one, is switching his DSL service from Verizon to SpeakEasy. Neither of whom, apparently, can read a calendar. First, Verizon disconnected his service a day early. So he waited patiently (which, to tell … Continue reading
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The Eclair
When I was pregnant with my firstborn son many, many years ago, I once craved a chocolate eclair. Cravings while pregnant can not, by any stretch of the imagination, be compared to non-pregnant cravings. Pregnant cravings are Kodachrome cravings; high-resolution, perfectly lit, color-balanced works of epicurean art, radiating the barest hints of tantalizingly delectable aromas and flavors. Non-pregnant ones, in comparison, are faded sepia, blurry, pixellated, low-sodium and fat-free, tasteless and boring. I could almost taste chocolate eclair, I wanted it so badly. Almost, but sadly, not quite. Every particle … Continue reading
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A Wee Wonko Story
Many, many moons ago when Wonko was an innocent babe… No, wait — THAT wasn’t Wonko… At any rate, a long time ago when Wonko (a.k.a. Ryan) was much smaller than he is now (and his brain wasn’t fully developed), the kids and I were in our somewhat elderly Oldsmobile one day on our way home from Alamogordo, NM to Holloman AFB. In case you’re lousy at geography like I am (the only places I can reliably point to on a map are places where I’ve lived — fortunately I’ve … Continue reading
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