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(or: Staying safe on Facebook)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Almost every day I see people posting fraudulent spam links on Facebook. When clicked on, these links replicate themselves by posting a new link to the victim's wall, where more people will unsuspectingly see it and click on it. This morning, I saw one that was so convincingly authentic looking that I almost clicked it myself, and hesitated just at the last minute. These "clickjackers" or "likejackers" are getting clever, and it's not just the less technically savvy folks who are spreading their disease. So I thought I'd write up a quick guide on how to spot and clickjacking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, though, that the scammers are always refining their methods to make their hijacked links less detectable, so this is only a general set of guidelines.&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; If you're not sure, don't click.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; It's not worth it to see that&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;"video of a whale smashing into a building in Japan! OMG!!1!"&lt;/span&gt; if it ends up spamming all over your friends' walls. So here's what to look for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Check the URL&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;For most posted links, Facebook generates a line of text below the link's title, indicating the home domain of that link. Before clicking, take a look at that information and see if you recognize the site; if it's YouTube, or a news site you're familiar with, you're probably safe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Me1Y5aWQom0/TYUKPK9RlpI/AAAAAAAABDw/9-MttpdgAx4/s1600/BadURL.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="96" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Me1Y5aWQom0/TYUKPK9RlpI/AAAAAAAABDw/9-MttpdgAx4/s400/BadURL.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;But it's possible that the URL info generated could be deceptive; perhaps it's misspelled by one letter, or maybe it's just fake.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Another, more accurate way to check is this: &lt;b&gt;just hover your mouse over the link without clicking.&lt;/b&gt; Now look in your browser's lower left corner, and you'll see the URL to which you will be sent if you do click. You'll want to evaluate that URL for scammy potential. Look for:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Linking to a non-US domain or one that does not end in ".com"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many clickjackers use foreign domains (like .pl or .ru) or one of the newer generic top-level domains (like .biz or .info). If the link leads to one of these be extremely careful before clicking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;A very long url&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scammers can disguise a suspicious URL by making it so long that the incriminating domain information is lost or difficult to see in your browser. If you see a link that's very long and has a garbled string of random characters, it's probably not a safe place to click. Sometimes the hijacker will embed a red herring near the beginning of the URL, but the domain to which you will actually be directed is at the very end (possibly out of sight of your browser window).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-qc9Lw9jCn_M/TYUHqKN5tXI/AAAAAAAABDo/cmUl-GCq7R8/s1600/check-URL.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-qc9Lw9jCn_M/TYUHqKN5tXI/AAAAAAAABDo/cmUl-GCq7R8/s1600/check-URL.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Using a URL shortener&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very common for malicious links to be shortened with one of the popular link shorteners like TinyURL, ow.ly or bit.ly. Shorteners allow the scammer to send you to any link at all without giving away your final destination, and while URLs from link shorteners can be perfectly legitimate, they should always raise a red flag that prompts you to take a second look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;A different link than indicated on the post &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-8RE6Ml7b5Ts/TYULWw-W7JI/AAAAAAAABD0/olyNsIAtHGM/s1600/clickhere.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the post promises to send you to "funvideos.com" but the URL shown in your browser's URL preview is to "meetsexyguys.com" you know something is amiss. Don't click.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-GarhDvNrpwc/TYUJc9DIRSI/AAAAAAAABDs/Ysx784WYkeI/s1600/CheckURL2.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="127" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-GarhDvNrpwc/TYUJc9DIRSI/AAAAAAAABDs/Ysx784WYkeI/s400/CheckURL2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's a good practice to make a habit of checking unfamiliar URLs in the browser no matter where you are online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there are &lt;b&gt;malicious Facebook apps&lt;/b&gt; that will also re-post unwanted articles to your wall, so if you see a link to "http://apps.facebook.com" don't immediately think it's ok to click. &lt;b&gt;There are a lot of scammy Facebook apps and it's up to you to avoid them.&lt;/b&gt; You'll want to take these extra precautions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Consider the source&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;WTF Gramma?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did your sweet grandmother post a link to a video titled &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;"OMG you won't BELIEVE what this girl did with her DOG!!"&lt;/span&gt;? You might want to take a second look before clicking on it. Clickjackers rely on two things: your inherent trust of your friends and family to share things you will find interesting and your undying curiosity to see salacious or controversial material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-8RE6Ml7b5Ts/TYULWw-W7JI/AAAAAAAABD0/olyNsIAtHGM/s1600/clickhere.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="125" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-8RE6Ml7b5Ts/TYULWw-W7JI/AAAAAAAABD0/olyNsIAtHGM/s400/clickhere.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you use a little common sense, you can spot this kind of unlikely link coming from someone who doesn't usually post material like this. You should definitely &lt;b&gt;warn the friend or family member who posted the link,&lt;/b&gt; as soon as you see it, so that they can remove it before more people make that fatal click.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Hot Chicks Want to Meet YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing scammers will do is appeal to your desires; they'll post links to sites that promise free gadgets, amazing weightloss plans, the ability to see who has viewed your profile, supposed messages from attractive people, and that sort of thing. Once you see a few of these, it's easy to spot them. If you're aware that you're NEVER going to get a free iPad just by filling out a couple of quick surveys, you'll think twice before following a link that promises such goodies. The word "free," especially written in all capital letters, never leads to anything good on the internet. You can trust me on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Everyone's doing it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did several of your friends post the same suspicious link? Odds are that they have fallen victim to one mutual friend's poorly-timed click. It's best to investigate further before clicking this too-popular link.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Suspicious activity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many evil sites will ask you to "re log-in" to Facebook. This is a pretty transparent attempt to capture your log-in information. I don't think I need to emphasize that you should never re-enter your Facebook password unless you know you are at facebook.com.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-JpVBEXj-3t8/TYUMDqWRC_I/AAAAAAAABD4/EtXYEaXMNJo/s1600/texting-click-here1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-JpVBEXj-3t8/TYUMDqWRC_I/AAAAAAAABD4/EtXYEaXMNJo/s320/texting-click-here1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Another thing they'll do is tease you with the video or photo you were promised in the wall post, and then ask you to click a second link, or take a survey, or allow them to access your Facebook information, before you can see the material. &lt;b&gt;Do not click that link!&lt;/b&gt; If you do, close the window and immediately start damage control, as described below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;If you DO click&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you're alert to the possibility of being clickjacked, it's always possible that you'll accidentally hit a spammy link. If this happens, know the signs and act fast. If the link takes you not to that fascinating video but instead to a site that wants you to "allow" it to have access to your Facebook profile, close that window and go back to your own wall to verify that nothing was posted without your knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same thing if it takes you to a site that asks you to "click here" for any reason; &lt;b&gt;scammers will disguise a "like" as a simple "click here,"&lt;/b&gt; making it appear to your friends that you "liked" (and thus re-posted) the link to their video. Again, if you accidentally make that second click and are taken to a page that doesn't contain the promised video or site, close the window and go immediately to your Facebook wall to make sure nothing was posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, take a moment and visit your application settings in Facebook. To get there, go to the "Account" drop-down menu in the upper right and click on "Privacy settings."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_CvgPmK9cD4/TYUMhepc_MI/AAAAAAAABD8/RwUjDGnK5pk/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-03-19+at+12.18.57+PM.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="183" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_CvgPmK9cD4/TYUMhepc_MI/AAAAAAAABD8/RwUjDGnK5pk/s200/Screen+shot+2011-03-19+at+12.18.57+PM.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, in the lower left, look for the link to "Apps and Websites." Click on "Edit your settings."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-14uCOSaJVyc/TYUM_zRAtsI/AAAAAAAABEA/aMMNrL2bWiI/s1600/Apps.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-14uCOSaJVyc/TYUM_zRAtsI/AAAAAAAABEA/aMMNrL2bWiI/s1600/Apps.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then click on the "Edit settings" button in the "Apps you use" section (yes, Facebook makes you click and click and click yet again to change the most important settings).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-PI47tetJrfw/TYUNL0OEz-I/AAAAAAAABEE/rGYhjob-8XU/s1600/Apps-you-use.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="193" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-PI47tetJrfw/TYUNL0OEz-I/AAAAAAAABEE/rGYhjob-8XU/s640/Apps-you-use.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list that comes up will show all of the apps you've allowed to access your Facebook information. They should all look familiar. Check the top ones; they are the newest. If you see anything suspicious, click the "X" to remove it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additionally, if the malicious link did post to your wall, post a notice to your friends at once, telling them that you didn't post intentionally. If you'd like to include a link to this article to help them deal with their own possible linkjacking, that would be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So remember: check that URL, consider who is posting it, think about what the link is telling you, and if you're infected, clean up right away. And if you had your heart set on seeing that video about the whale hitting the building in Japan, just look it up in Google. You might find that it's not what you think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-7736297531005419405?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/7736297531005419405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=7736297531005419405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/7736297531005419405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/7736297531005419405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2011/03/dont-click-that-link-or-staying-safe-on.html' title='Don&apos;t click that link! (or: Staying safe on Facebook)'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Me1Y5aWQom0/TYUKPK9RlpI/AAAAAAAABDw/9-MttpdgAx4/s72-c/BadURL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-8160517925757429699</id><published>2010-11-22T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T19:55:43.665-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoreline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seattle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mini'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>What a crazy, snowy day</title><content type='html'>The first snow of the year, in a town that doesn't get snow at all. I don't mean Seattle doesn't see its fair share of the stuff – we get a pretty nice amount every other year or so. I mean we don't &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;get&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; snow. It befuddles us. We can't walk in it, drive in it, we can't dress for it, we can't predict it and we cannot deal with it when it arrives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/TOs5HveUqKI/AAAAAAAAA-I/NZmcoCJdzUo/s1600/drivinga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/TOs5HveUqKI/AAAAAAAAA-I/NZmcoCJdzUo/s320/drivinga.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My commute this morning was nearly two hours, because of a couple of wrecks on the Aurora Bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/TOs5Oi0jQDI/AAAAAAAAA-M/hLi_kkcbXaA/s1600/Driving1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/TOs5Oi0jQDI/AAAAAAAAA-M/hLi_kkcbXaA/s320/Driving1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I finally got past the blockage, I discovered that my power steering had stopped working. Great.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I struggled with the car until I got to work, called the dealership, and got a few things done before leaving again at 1:00 to take the car in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my great surprise, when I started it up and left the parking garage, the steering seemed to be fine. I called up the dealership: "Do I really need to bring it it?" I was dreading the repair cost, because while I love my car very much, it's never cheap on those few occasions that I have to get something fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, bring it in. It went out once, it could go out again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was actually not unhappy when I got there and found that I'd been awarded this shiny red convertible as a loaner car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/TOs6Jc001GI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/fvkVKH0Rzq8/s1600/Redmini.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/TOs6Jc001GI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/fvkVKH0Rzq8/s320/Redmini.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of right now, I still don't know what's wrong with my steering, whether it will in fact go out again, and what it'll cost to ensure that it doesn't. They won't even be able to look at it until Friday. In the meantime, the red car will do just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, having recently peered out the front door, I'm not at all sure I'll be going anywhere tomorrow. We already have a couple of inches, at least; it's still coming down and may just go all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad we're stocked up on soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/TOs6hvYNA8I/AAAAAAAAA-U/NsHXF5EOGbk/s1600/Snowing+dark-sm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="252" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/TOs6hvYNA8I/AAAAAAAAA-U/NsHXF5EOGbk/s320/Snowing+dark-sm.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mina, sweet and silly hound that she is, loves the snow. It makes her run around like a crazy beast, huffing it up and chasing snow ghosts. We throw snow balls and tell her to catch or fetch them, which puzzles her as they disappear into the rest of the whiteness on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/TOs63bq3irI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/oZtGkVk2aps/s1600/MinaSnowdog-SM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/TOs63bq3irI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/oZtGkVk2aps/s320/MinaSnowdog-SM.jpg" width="221" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she adopts a cheerful and zenlike attitude about the whole thing, and eventually goes inside to watch the snow from her chair in the living room. Sometimes she barks to let us know that a car is trying (and usually failing) to make it up our frozen hill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-8160517925757429699?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/8160517925757429699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=8160517925757429699' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/8160517925757429699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/8160517925757429699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-crazy-snowy-day.html' title='What a crazy, snowy day'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/TOs5HveUqKI/AAAAAAAAA-I/NZmcoCJdzUo/s72-c/drivinga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-5215980806462373921</id><published>2010-11-05T13:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T13:00:31.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to blogging and the sandwich incident</title><content type='html'>It's been forever since I actually posted anything here. Since the rise and domination of Facebook, blogging seems outdated and cliched. But there have been times lately when I have things I want to say that can't be contained in FB's limited status area - what is that? Maybe 400-some characters? Damn, I have opinions that just won't fit in that space. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite aware that pretty much no one will be interested in reading this, and if anything, that's a bit comforting. I'm not looking for readership or attention, just a place to write a few words from time to time; to keep in practice with forming thoughts longer than those 400 allowed characters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, with the constant availability of a small, portable computing device, I can actually keep track of thoughts at times when I'm not near a desktop computer. Amusingly, just before I typed this sentence, I had the following exchange:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy walks up to my table: "Excuse me, can I ask a question? Is that all right?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yeah, sure!"&lt;br /&gt;Guy: "Is that an iPad?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yes, it is..."&lt;br /&gt;Guy: "Ok, thanks." Walks away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I hope he got what he wanted out of that exchange. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other funny thing that happened just now, during this very lunch hour, has to do with my lunch itself. First, I should explain that I'm eating in a cafe of sorts, in our building — it's really more of a cafeteria than anything, but "cafe" is in the name, so there you go. This place is run by a group that helps rehabilitate ex-cons by providing them employment here in the kitchen, as servers, and at the cash register. They're all pretty nice folks, though the food's a bit less than gourmet, if you know what I mean. Anyway, I've been trying to eat better, so I asked the lady at the grill if she had the caloric info of the items on their menu, specifically the garden burger. She went in the back for a while, and came back to tell me: "The garden burger is 140 calories."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's all?" I was surprised; surely the bun alone would be more than that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just the patty," she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So what would it be with everything on it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll go ask..." and she disappeared again. A line was building behind me and I felt conspicuous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She came back and said that she wasn't able to tell me how many calories were on the burger as prepared, but listed what was on it. Feeling that it was time to stop holding up a busy lunch line, I said, "Ok, that's fine: I'll just get it and figure it out later." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I took my number, sat down and read for a while, and shortly a cafe employee walked up with the red plastic basket that burgers come in. In the basket was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A garden burger patty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It only took a few minutes to clear up the situation, and I got my garden burger, but you can bet I inspected it carefully in case someone was pissed off and had decided to spit in there. It seemed fine and was tasty. Still..huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-5215980806462373921?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/5215980806462373921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=5215980806462373921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/5215980806462373921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/5215980806462373921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2010/11/back-to-blogging-and-sandwich-incident.html' title='Back to blogging and the sandwich incident'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-9155569271337394667</id><published>2010-03-21T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T08:31:26.947-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoreline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seattle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seeds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garden'/><title type='text'>Happy Spring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/S6Y7tHneoEI/AAAAAAAAA38/WsV6c0rw97M/s1600-h/IMG_3007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/S6Y7tHneoEI/AAAAAAAAA38/WsV6c0rw97M/s320/IMG_3007.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One of the best parts of spring is getting outside to work in the yard and garden. This year I've decided to clear out what was a flower garden in my back yard and dedicate it just to growing edibles. This will be my first real vegetable garden, so I've started a blog to track how it goes (and how it grows).&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://seattlegarden.wordpress.com/" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="105" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/S6Y6fY51ZBI/AAAAAAAAA30/AHqIllzjJAk/s400/MistyHead.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So far, it just looks like a black patch of dirt, but there are seeds in there: carrot, radish, spinach, peas...and I'm learning about starting tomatoes from seed, so I have a ton of those in little cups, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to check it out, and maybe follow along as I either systematically kill everything I plant or harvest lots of yummy fresh veggies, &lt;a href="http://seattlegarden.wordpress.com/"&gt;it's here&lt;/a&gt;. Take a look.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-9155569271337394667?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/9155569271337394667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=9155569271337394667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/9155569271337394667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/9155569271337394667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-spring.html' title='Happy Spring!'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/S6Y7tHneoEI/AAAAAAAAA38/WsV6c0rw97M/s72-c/IMG_3007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-4341761615535667388</id><published>2010-03-15T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T21:44:49.499-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='destressing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zen'/><title type='text'>50 Peaceful Things</title><content type='html'>This list really inspired me. I'm going to try to incorporate these little peaceful things into my life every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Via &lt;a href="http://tinybuddha.com/blog/50-peaceful-things/"&gt;TinyBuddha.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;50 Peaceful Things&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="entry"&gt;      &lt;em&gt;by Lori Deschene&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Peace is not something you wish for. It’s something you  make, something   you do, something you are, and something you give  away.” ~&lt;span&gt;Robert  Fulghum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I’ve been spending a lot of time visiting &lt;a href="http://1000awesomethings.com/" target="_blank" title="1000 Awesome Things"&gt;1000  Awesome Things&lt;/a&gt;, a blog devoted to the many simple pleasures in  life. Some of them remind me of being a kid, like this one about  celebrities on &lt;a href="http://1000awesomethings.com/2009/01/26/844-celebrities-on-sesame-street/" target="_blank" title="Celebrities on Sesame Street"&gt;Sesame Street&lt;/a&gt;. Others remind of me I’m stronger  than I think, like this one about getting through&lt;a href="http://1000awesomethings.com/2009/12/31/601-getting-through-it/" target="_blank" title="Getting Through It"&gt; difficult situations&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;With that in mind, you can imagine how excited I am to receive a copy  of Neil’s upcoming book, aptly named &lt;em&gt;The Book of Awesome&lt;/em&gt;. I’m  even more excited that I’ll be able to give away two autographed copies  when I write my review. (Coming soon!)&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, as a way to pay tribute to this awesome book and my  awesome new friend, I’ve decided to create my own awesome list,  tinybuddha style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here are 50 peaceful things to help you be mindful and happy  throughout the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Laying in bed for a few minutes in the morning before hopping into  your day. There’s no reason to rush.&lt;br /&gt;2. Eating breakfast slowly, at a table, instead of grabbing something  on the go.&lt;br /&gt;3. Listening to your favorite music on the way to work, and  remembering when you first heard it. Where you were, who you were with,  how you felt.&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://tinybuddha.com/blog/do-happy-give-an-uncomfortably-long-hug/" target="_blank" title="Do Happy: Give an Uncomfortably Long Hug"&gt;Hugging someone you know&lt;/a&gt; long enough to make it  meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;5. Appreciating something you take for granted, like your feet for  taking you where you need to go.&lt;br /&gt;6. Focusing solely on the smell of your coffee as it brews.&lt;br /&gt;7. Noticing something thoughtful a stranger does for someone else.  (There are a lot of &lt;a href="http://tinybuddha.com/blog/do-happy-unstrange-a-stranger/" target="_blank" title="Do Happy: Unstrange a Stranger"&gt;beautiful people&lt;/a&gt; out there).&lt;br /&gt;8. Watching a coworker get proud about doing something well and  feeling happy for them. Nothing’s more calming than focusing on someone  else and forgetting yourself for a while.&lt;br /&gt;9. Getting into the zone typing, like finger-moving meditation, maybe  set the rhythm of a great tune on your iPod.&lt;br /&gt;10. Doing only one thing, even though you have a lot to do, to fully  enjoy what you’re doing.&lt;br /&gt;11. Knowing you did a good job and taking a few minutes to bask in  self satisfaction. You’re pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;12. Expressing how you feel and then letting it be without feeling &lt;a href="http://tinybuddha.com/blog/do-happy-stop-explaining/" target="_blank" title="Do Happy: Stop Explaining"&gt;pressure to explain&lt;/a&gt; (pressure we usually put on  ourselves).&lt;br /&gt;13. Taking a break without anything to do besides breathing and  noticing little details in your environment. How soft the rug is after  having been cleaned. How sunlight from your window leaves shadows on  your desk.&lt;br /&gt;14. Holding someone’s hand in both of yours when you thank them.&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;a href="http://tinybuddha.com/category/blog/do-happy/" target="_self" title="Do Happy: Forget Yourself"&gt;Listening  to someone talk&lt;/a&gt;–really hearing them–without thinking about what  you’ll say next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Peaceful Stream" class="alignright size-full wp-image-2988" height="1" src="http://tinybuddha.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/Peaceful-Stream.gif" title="Peaceful Stream" width="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Remembering a time when you felt peaceful, and going back there  in your head.&lt;br /&gt;17. Writing a thoughtful, hand-written note to someone, even if you  could email, because you feel more connected when you write it out.&lt;br /&gt;18. Channeling your inner Kevin Rose and savoring a &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/GoodTea" target="_self" title="Good Tea on Twitter"&gt;cup of  loose leaf tea&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;19. Forgiving someone, not just in words, but by feeling compassion  for them.&lt;br /&gt;20. Writing down thoughts that keep racing through your head,  crumpling up the paper, and throwing it away. Being done with them.&lt;br /&gt;21. Letting yourself have lunch without any thoughts of work.&lt;br /&gt;22. &lt;a href="http://tinybuddha.com/blog/blog/10-ways-to-slow-down-and-still-get-things-done/" target="_blank" title="10 Ways to Slow Down and Still Get Things Done"&gt;Doing something slowly&lt;/a&gt; and finding it more fun than   you realized when you rushed through it.&lt;br /&gt;23. Holding a smooth rock in your palm and feeling stable and  grounded.&lt;br /&gt;24. Believing someone else when they say everything will be OK.&lt;br /&gt;25. Feeling whatever you feel without judging it, knowing it will  pass. It always does.&lt;br /&gt;26. Making a short video of your child or niece, and watching it in  the middle of the day when the world seems to be moving too fast.&lt;br /&gt;27. Watching something in nature and letting yourself be intrigued.  Feeling wonder at something simple that man hasn’t touched or changed.&lt;br /&gt;28. Finding something beautiful in chaos, like the love between your  loud family members at the dinner table, or one raindrop dripping down  your window as you navigate a traffic-congested road.&lt;br /&gt;29. Thinking something and realizing you can change your thoughts  whenever you want. You &lt;a href="http://tinybuddha.com/blog/10-happiness-tips-for-people-who-have-been-hurt/" target="_blank" title="10 Happiness Tips for People Who Have Been Hurt"&gt;don’t have to dwell in a painful memory&lt;/a&gt;–you can  make a better one right now.&lt;br /&gt;30. Telling someone you love them, not because you want to hear it  back, but because you feel it too deeply not to express it. Because  expressing it makes you happy.&lt;br /&gt;31. Realizing there’s nothing to worry about. You can &lt;a href="http://tinybuddha.com/blog/7-reasons-to-be-happy-even-if-things-aren%E2%80%99t-perfect-now/" target="_blank" title="7 Reasons to Be Happy Even Though Things Aren't Perfect Now"&gt;be happy right now&lt;/a&gt;–you have everything you need to  smile.&lt;br /&gt;32. Doing something creative and childlike, like making someone a  card or coloring. Even as an adult, it feels good to pick all the right  colors and stay mostly in the lines. Or go out of the lines and embrace  it. It’s your picture!&lt;br /&gt;33. Giving someone you love the benefit of the doubt to put your mind  at ease and &lt;a href="http://tinybuddha.com/blog/mindfulness-blog/10-ways-to-have-peaceful-loving-relationships/" target="_blank" title="10 Ways to Have Peaceful, Loving Relationships"&gt;maintain a peaceful relationship&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;34. Rolling down the window when you drive and feeling the pressure  of the cool air on your face.&lt;br /&gt;35. Calling one of your parents in the middle of the day to thank  them for everything they’ve done–everything they’ve given you that one  crazy afternoon can’t diminish or take away.&lt;br /&gt;36. Taking a walk with no destination in mind, just to see what’s out  there to be seen.&lt;br /&gt;37. &lt;a href="http://tinybuddha.com/blog/40-ways-to-let-go-and-feel-less-pain/" target="_blank" title="40 Ways to Let Go and Feel Less Pain"&gt;Letting go&lt;/a&gt; of something you’ve been holding onto  that does nothing but stress you out.&lt;br /&gt;38. Telling someone why knowing them makes you lucky.&lt;br /&gt;39. Letting someone have their opinion; knowing you can honor it  without changing or compromising yours.&lt;br /&gt;40. Setting out on a &lt;a href="http://tinybuddha.com/blog/8-ways-to-increase-your-joy-factor/" target="_blank" title="8 Ways to Increase Your Joy Factor"&gt;joy mission&lt;/a&gt;–looking for something to do solely to  experience fully present, open-to-possibilities bliss.&lt;br /&gt;41. Defining peaceful for yourself. If peace is yelling, “I’m the  king of the world!” while jogging around a track, do it with abandon.&lt;br /&gt;42. Listening to a song that gives you goosebumps and creating a  mental montage of moments that made you happy.&lt;br /&gt;43. Turning off all your electronics to read without distractions.&lt;br /&gt;44. Doing something by candlelight and remembering a simpler time.&lt;br /&gt;45. Closing your eyes and dancing to a song you can feel pulsating in  your veins.&lt;br /&gt;46. &lt;a href="http://tinybuddha.com/blog/8-ways-to-stay-present-focused-in-a-tech-driven-world/" target="_blank" title="8 Ways to Stay Present and Focused in a Tech-Driven World"&gt;Turning off your cell phone,&lt;/a&gt; no matter who might  call or text, because there’s something you’d like to do with all your  heart and attention.&lt;br /&gt;47. Sitting in a sauna, and letting the heat melt all your stresses  away.&lt;br /&gt;48. Finally making time for something you want to do but always say  you don’t have time for.&lt;br /&gt;49. Making &lt;a href="http://tinybuddha.com/blog/do-happy-look-longer/" target="_blank" title="Do Happy: Look Longer"&gt;eye  contact with a stranger&lt;/a&gt; and feeling connected to a world larger  than your own.&lt;br /&gt;50. Letting yourself lay in bed at night without making a mental  inventory of things that went wrong today or could go wrong tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;And one last peaceful thing: being grateful for new friends with  awesome ideas, and letting them inspire you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lori Deschene, lead contributor, lives in the San Francisco Bay    Area. Read &lt;a href="http://tinybuddha.com/blog/?s=%22lori+deschene%22" target="_blank" title="Posts by Lori Deschene"&gt;more   of her posts here&lt;/a&gt;,  and follow her on Twitter @&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/lori_deschene" target="_blank" title="Lori  Deschene on Twitter"&gt;lori_deschene&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; Photos &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/alaina_maria/3415104963/" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bramvera/82494922/" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;,  and &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/amberlrhea/3786812371/" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-4341761615535667388?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/4341761615535667388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=4341761615535667388' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/4341761615535667388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/4341761615535667388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2010/03/50-peaceful-things.html' title='50 Peaceful Things'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-2413785540209576146</id><published>2010-02-19T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T07:42:54.839-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='figures'/><title type='text'>Art from Japan</title><content type='html'>A few years ago, I discovered the&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/clayworkshop/collections/72157608434928947/"&gt; Flickr stream of Kaori, a lady in Japan&lt;/a&gt;, who makes little clay figures of cute animals. On a whim, I asked if she ever did custom-made figures, and she said that she would be glad to. I sent her some pictures of our &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sonya/44121903/in/set-72157605571716314/"&gt;two cats &lt;/a&gt;and before long she sent me four adorable little hand-painted clay likenesses, two of each cat, that really captured their personality.&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/S36u26Hpw9I/AAAAAAAAA2Q/b3Z_oBTFIn4/s1600-h/1299278_f1678a4675_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/S36u26Hpw9I/AAAAAAAAA2Q/b3Z_oBTFIn4/s200/1299278_f1678a4675_o.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/S36vFOj1yAI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/H6LvsAgroeo/s1600-h/1299288_c025cc6888_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/S36vFOj1yAI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/H6LvsAgroeo/s200/1299288_c025cc6888_o.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I contacted her again, and asked if she might still be working in clay, and would she be able to do a matching figure of our dog. She replied that she'd be glad to, so I sent photos, and got these amazing little Minas in the mail just a few weeks later, beautifully packaged and carefully wrapped. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/S36vppch7MI/AAAAAAAAA2g/WnBRWmmywZ4/s1600-h/two+minas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="357" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/S36vppch7MI/AAAAAAAAA2g/WnBRWmmywZ4/s400/two+minas.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They even have separate little collar tags with Mina's name, and the year. They're the sweetest little things, and her price is just stunningly low (and as far as I can tell, she doesn't charge for shipping).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/S36v3J9j4tI/AAAAAAAAA2o/qohhyIOhu10/s1600-h/MIna1-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/S36v3J9j4tI/AAAAAAAAA2o/qohhyIOhu10/s320/MIna1-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/S36v7DynYbI/AAAAAAAAA2w/mE1fVxolYgQ/s1600-h/Mina2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/S36v7DynYbI/AAAAAAAAA2w/mE1fVxolYgQ/s320/Mina2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Looks just like her!&amp;nbsp; &lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/S36wASOBNnI/AAAAAAAAA24/FqApIm1jzrE/s320/Mina1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Kaori if she would mind if I told my friends about her work and she said that would be fine. I think these would make remarkable gifts for anyone with pets. She takes incredible, artful care with the wrapping and packaging, and is friendly and easy to communicate with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see many more of her little figures &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/clayworkshop/collections/72157608434928947/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; on Flickr, and can contact her through Flickr or at &lt;a href="mailto:GBE00163@nifty.com"&gt;this email address&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;span class="gI"&gt;&lt;span class="go"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-2413785540209576146?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/2413785540209576146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=2413785540209576146' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/2413785540209576146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/2413785540209576146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2010/02/art-from-japan.html' title='Art from Japan'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/S36u26Hpw9I/AAAAAAAAA2Q/b3Z_oBTFIn4/s72-c/1299278_f1678a4675_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-824017307553779450</id><published>2010-02-01T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T21:57:05.518-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tumblr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='always a little behind the trends'/><title type='text'>In which I try yet another new medium.</title><content type='html'>Now what? you ask. Now: &lt;a href="http://sonyaseattle.tumblr.com/"&gt;I have a Tumblr blog&lt;/a&gt;. Just because it's so lovely and image-oriented and I can post from my phone, and link it with my Twitter and my Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're laughing now, aren't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Just go there and check it out.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1265090048058"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sonyaseattle.tumblr.com/" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/S2e-dn0PgHI/AAAAAAAAA00/6-p4TOa6wak/s320/Screen+shot+2010-02-01+at+9.55.02+PM.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-824017307553779450?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/824017307553779450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=824017307553779450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/824017307553779450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/824017307553779450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2010/02/in-which-i-try-yet-another-new-medium.html' title='In which I try yet another new medium.'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/S2e-dn0PgHI/AAAAAAAAA00/6-p4TOa6wak/s72-c/Screen+shot+2010-02-01+at+9.55.02+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-2508269378791227974</id><published>2010-01-23T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T18:04:22.985-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mina dog fetch latewinter spring'/><title type='text'>Not quite spring...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/S1up77XXQMI/AAAAAAAAA0E/AfZt6a-6xI4/s1600-h/fetch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/S1up77XXQMI/AAAAAAAAA0E/AfZt6a-6xI4/s640/fetch.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...but getting closer. Brett mowed the lawn today; first time this year, I think. Everything smells fresh; the mowed grass, the moist dirt. Because it was so mild, we didn't lose nearly as many plants as last year – none at all, actually, except the usual annuals and a few casualties caused by Mina's occasional digging. We had a long game of fetch in the back yard before the sun went down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-2508269378791227974?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/2508269378791227974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=2508269378791227974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/2508269378791227974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/2508269378791227974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-quite-spring.html' title='Not quite spring...'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/S1up77XXQMI/AAAAAAAAA0E/AfZt6a-6xI4/s72-c/fetch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-6955139519458625173</id><published>2010-01-21T18:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T18:28:12.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Annie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sonya/4271109488/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4057/4271109488_050cfb556a_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 0px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sonya/4271109488/"&gt;For Annie&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/sonya/"&gt;sonyaseattle&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love beetles. There are more species of beetle than any other insect. They live in almost every climate, and all told, make up about a quarter of known kinds of life on this planet.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-6955139519458625173?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/6955139519458625173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=6955139519458625173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/6955139519458625173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/6955139519458625173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2010/01/for-annie.html' title='For Annie'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4057/4271109488_050cfb556a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-375382405210477487</id><published>2010-01-21T10:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T10:29:20.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grasshopper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sonya/4273221590/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2785/4273221590_9282d96fe0_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 0px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sonya/4273221590/"&gt;Grasshopper&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/sonya/"&gt;sonyaseattle&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For a postcard exchange - I started to do a painting each day, but ran out of time pretty quickly!&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-375382405210477487?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/375382405210477487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=375382405210477487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/375382405210477487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/375382405210477487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2010/01/grasshopper.html' title='Grasshopper'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2785/4273221590_9282d96fe0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-8365399916010423231</id><published>2009-07-03T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T10:53:59.545-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caplin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='capybara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caplinrous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giant rat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rodent'/><title type='text'>Rodent of Unusual Size</title><content type='html'>Caplin Rous is a capybara; he's huge and strange and interesting. I've become rather fascinated with his species.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N4uDOfhuBoM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N4uDOfhuBoM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-8365399916010423231?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/8365399916010423231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=8365399916010423231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/8365399916010423231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/8365399916010423231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2009/07/rodent-of-unusual-size.html' title='Rodent of Unusual Size'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-5116522961096212736</id><published>2009-06-18T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T10:56:55.642-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter food restaurants eating dining seattle beer brew ale'/><title type='text'>Seattle-area food and beverage tweeters!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SjuglKnNoXI/AAAAAAAAAhg/awBCzxfZ2gg/s1600-h/IMG_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 177px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SjuglKnNoXI/AAAAAAAAAhg/awBCzxfZ2gg/s320/IMG_0048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349045542797025650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey there! For no particular reason, I've decided to make a list of the restaurants, beverage outlets, and other food-related Twitter accounts in the greater Seattle area. Why? Well, I love the way most of them use Twitter. They advertise happy hours, specials, sometimes promote themselves with coupons and other discounts; I just love food, and this is a fun way to get more out of Twitter. So here's that list. If you know others, please comment and I'll add them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/SaltysSeafood"&gt;Salty's&lt;/a&gt; - Delish seafood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/tidbitbistro"&gt;Tidbit Bistro&lt;/a&gt; - "&lt;span class="bio"&gt;where Madrid meets Napoli on Seattle's Capitol Hill"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/fadoirishpub"&gt;Fado&lt;/a&gt; - Irish food and drink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/mobatta"&gt;Mobatta Crepes&lt;/a&gt; - Mmmm, crepes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/IvarsClam"&gt;Ivar's&lt;/a&gt; - You know who they are! A Seattle classic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/theochocolate"&gt;Theo Chocolate&lt;/a&gt; - No lie: best chocolate in the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/HalesAles"&gt;Hale's Ales&lt;/a&gt; - awesome local brewery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Redhook_Brewery"&gt;Redhook&lt;/a&gt; - another great brewery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/normskibrewer"&gt;Normski Brewer&lt;/a&gt; - a guy who knows his beer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/caferozella"&gt;Cafe Rozella&lt;/a&gt; - White Center cafe with Twitter personality galore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/CupcakeRoyale"&gt;Cupcake Royale&lt;/a&gt; - Tasty cakelettes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/MonsoonEast"&gt;Monsoon East&lt;/a&gt; - Bellevue restaurant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/skilletbaconjam"&gt;Skillet&lt;/a&gt; - mobile food and damn good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/curb_cuisine"&gt;Marination Mobile&lt;/a&gt; - a new mobile food truck with great promise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/takotruk"&gt;Takotruk&lt;/a&gt; - Eastlake street food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/WINESofWA"&gt;Wines of WA&lt;/a&gt; - speaks for itself. We have some great wines!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/nwwineshow"&gt;NW Wine Show&lt;/a&gt; - More local wines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/bricksofwine"&gt;Bricks of Wine&lt;/a&gt; - local wine blogger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/shultzys"&gt;Schultzy's&lt;/a&gt; - love their fries and great beer selection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/seattlefoodtour"&gt;Seattle Food Tours&lt;/a&gt; - food tours of Seattle? Yes, please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/foodwriter1"&gt;Food Writer&lt;/a&gt; - local food blogger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/thefoodlife"&gt;The Food Life&lt;/a&gt; - local food blogger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/franticfoodie"&gt;Frantic Foodie&lt;/a&gt; - another local food blogger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/SweetsBlog"&gt;Sweets Blog&lt;/a&gt; - Local sweets-specific blogger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/AccidentalKate"&gt;Accidental Kate&lt;/a&gt; - "Food and travel diva"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/johnnyspuds"&gt;Johnny Spuds&lt;/a&gt; - just opened in Montlake Terrace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/DelanceySeattle"&gt;Delancey Seattle&lt;/a&gt; - "&lt;span class="bio"&gt;A soon to open Wood-Fired Pizza Restaurant"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/TOPConnection"&gt;TOP Foods&lt;/a&gt; - Well, a grocery store, but they sell food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/pnwcheese"&gt;PNW Cheese&lt;/a&gt; - Cheese. Is there a better food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/BlueMoonBurgers"&gt;Blue Moon Burgers&lt;/a&gt; - Burger joint in Fremont and South Lake Union&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Herbguy"&gt;Herb Guy&lt;/a&gt; - Proprietor of the famous Herbfarm restaurant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/mariahines"&gt;Maria Hines&lt;/a&gt; - Award-winning Chef at Tilth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/zeekspizza"&gt;Zeek's Pizza&lt;/a&gt; - You'll have seen them around town!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/elliottbay_beer"&gt;Elliott Bay Beer&lt;/a&gt; - Local brewmasters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/FreshBistro"&gt;Fresh Bistro&lt;/a&gt; - West Seattle restaurant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/skylarkcafe"&gt;Skylark Cafe&lt;/a&gt; - Food, bevs and music in W. Seattle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/bluecsushi"&gt;Blue C Sushi&lt;/a&gt; - Local sushi chain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/hsiaoching"&gt;Hsiao Ching&lt;/a&gt; - Food blogger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/circaalehouse"&gt;Circle Alehouse&lt;/a&gt; - Grill and alehouse in W. Seattle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/TillamookCheese"&gt;Tillamook Cheese&lt;/a&gt; - Oregon cheesery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/traderjoes"&gt;Trader Joe's&lt;/a&gt; - The store with it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/brouwerscafe"&gt;Brouwer's Cafe&lt;/a&gt; - Best beer selection in town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/97bottles"&gt;97 Bottles&lt;/a&gt; - Beer, beer, beer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/foodista"&gt;Foodista&lt;/a&gt; - Local cooking encyclopedia site&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/hotwirecoffee"&gt;Hotwire Coffee&lt;/a&gt; - One of our local coffeehouses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/boomnoodle"&gt;Boomnoodle&lt;/a&gt; - Noodle-y Japanese cuisine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/KuKuRuZaPopcorn"&gt;KuKuRuZa Popcorn&lt;/a&gt; - Gourmet popcorn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/FeelinFeasty"&gt;Feelin Feasty&lt;/a&gt; - Restaurant &amp;amp; Bar news in Seattle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/iserniosausage"&gt;Isernio's Sausage&lt;/a&gt; - Northwest sausage maker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Edited to add more&lt;/span&gt; (and big thanks to Convergence Zone and others for the help!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I know! Got more? Let me know! And me: I'm &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sonya"&gt;@sonya&lt;/a&gt; on Twitter.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(P.S. That's me with Skillet food in the pic.  YUM.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-5116522961096212736?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/5116522961096212736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=5116522961096212736' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/5116522961096212736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/5116522961096212736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2009/06/seattle-area-food-and-beverage-tweeters.html' title='Seattle-area food and beverage tweeters!'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SjuglKnNoXI/AAAAAAAAAhg/awBCzxfZ2gg/s72-c/IMG_0048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-8052856612145941613</id><published>2009-06-07T15:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T18:29:37.884-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog art illustration painting'/><title type='text'>Finished my painting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sonya/3605431514/" title="I can fly! by sonyaseattle, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 459px; height: 599px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3391/3605431514_7e82d02a68_b.jpg" alt="I can fly!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first all-acrylic work. I think I could get used to acrylics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-8052856612145941613?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/8052856612145941613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=8052856612145941613' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/8052856612145941613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/8052856612145941613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2009/06/finished-my-painting.html' title='Finished my painting'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3391/3605431514_7e82d02a68_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-6865400679013624205</id><published>2009-05-25T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T16:54:21.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Mazatlan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sonya/3552281943/" title="Another great sunset by sonyaseattle, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3574/3552281943_5824f02eb2.jpg" alt="Another great sunset" height="375" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brett and I were in Mazatlan for 7 days; it was overall a good time, and we got the chance to visit our friend Ernesto and his girlfriend Suri. We had a lot of relaxing days by the pool, ate a ton of good food, and generally relaxed and enjoyed ourselves. We did have a few less-than-perfect days, but nothing that lasted all that long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some photos from the trip &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sonya/sets/72157618508782893/"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-6865400679013624205?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/6865400679013624205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=6865400679013624205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/6865400679013624205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/6865400679013624205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-from-mazatlan.html' title='Back from Mazatlan'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3574/3552281943_5824f02eb2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-6004170124705712327</id><published>2009-04-26T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T19:13:19.229-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tshirt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deadliest catch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dutch harbor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='posters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='t-sirts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alaska'/><title type='text'>Now what am I up to?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.zazzle.com/sonyaseattle"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SfUUYBDIDVI/AAAAAAAAAfs/FVoFn9zK8u0/s400/Lonely+Tree+Sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329188136893812050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, I had so much fun setting up the little Happy Greeting Cards site that I decided to give something else a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might not be too surprised to learn that the Discover channel show "Deadliest Catch" has quite a few fans. So I thought I'd see if there was any kind of market for cards and shirts and whatnot that have some of my photos from Dutch Harbor, Alaska, where Deadliest Catch was filmed. I searched online and found that most of the Deadliest Catch-related stuff was shirts that refer to crabbing and fishing. But there wasn't much with just lovely scenery from Dutch, so I set up &lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/sonyaseattle"&gt;this site on Zazzle&lt;/a&gt; (a sort of Cafe Press competitor).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be curious to see if it's the sort of thing people are interested in; I imagine there might be a few people who want a pretty photo of crab cages, or of a rocky coastline, or a lonely tree in the snow—on a t-shirt or a hoody, or a greeting card or poster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm not holding out any hope that Phil Harris or Murray Gamrath of the Cornelia Marie will go buy a poster of Dutch; they probably see it too often to want it hanging on their walls. And I'd be really surprised (but thrilled!) if Sig Hansen, or Sten Skaar, or Keith or Monte Colburn of the Wizard (my hubby's fave boat—guess why) wanted a hoody for their sweeties. But maybe some of their fans might.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe not. It only took a Saturday morning to set up, so it's not a huge effort. I should probably get off the computer now, and get back to drawing, so I can add some stuff to &lt;a href="http://sonyaseattle.redbubble.com/"&gt;my illustrated greeting card site!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link to the &lt;a href="http://www.zazzle.com/sonyaseattle"&gt;Dutch Harbor site.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-6004170124705712327?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/6004170124705712327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=6004170124705712327' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/6004170124705712327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/6004170124705712327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-what.html' title='Now what am I up to?'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SfUUYBDIDVI/AAAAAAAAAfs/FVoFn9zK8u0/s72-c/Lonely+Tree+Sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-9039849510353539373</id><published>2009-04-12T13:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T13:08:29.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring in Seattle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sonya/3434923499/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3415/3434923499_382f4b5e24_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 0px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sonya/3434923499/"&gt;Cherry blossoms in the rain&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/sonya/"&gt;sonyaseattle&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wet. But if the April showers thing is true, then next month will be the most flowerful ever!&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-9039849510353539373?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/9039849510353539373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=9039849510353539373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/9039849510353539373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/9039849510353539373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2009/04/spring-in-seattle.html' title='Spring in Seattle'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3415/3434923499_382f4b5e24_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-5956486909631834649</id><published>2009-04-07T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T18:27:30.776-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='redbubble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greeting cards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='antique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='printing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illustration'/><title type='text'>A new venture...cards.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sonyaseattle.redbubble.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/Sdv72LfCU8I/AAAAAAAAAds/bg9suPEMCcA/s400/2853505-2-coffee-and-conversation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322124292882846658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, here's something new I've gotten myself into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to a friend about his &lt;a href="http://ronnixphoto.com/home.html"&gt;wonderful photography&lt;/a&gt;, and telling him that I though his images would sell really well as cards. They're cool and dark and kind of gothic; I know there's a market out there for that sort of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I said I'd do a little research and look into ways people have cards printed and sell them online. This led me to a nice little site, Redbubble.com, which does both; lets you upload images for cards, prints, etc., and lets you sell them through the site. The site does all the work of printing and mailing; all you have to do is supply the art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had to try it. I had actually always had the project in the back of my head, for some future time, so last weekend I set things up, and &lt;a href="http://sonyaseattle.redbubble.com/"&gt;here is my little greeting card site&lt;/a&gt;. The art is all my original work, mostly either pastels or drawings in walnut ink, composited with old bits of paper and ephemera just to make it interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not going to get rich from this endeavor, but it's certainly fun, and fills some of my free time (which is crazy, because I already have enough to fill my free time!). But hey, I'm doing it anyway. Take a look, and if you have any feedback as to what you might like to see in that sort of format, please let me know! I plan to add many more card designs soon; mostly subtle, antique-y things like the ones already on there. What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-5956486909631834649?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/5956486909631834649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=5956486909631834649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/5956486909631834649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/5956486909631834649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-venturecards.html' title='A new venture...cards.'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/Sdv72LfCU8I/AAAAAAAAAds/bg9suPEMCcA/s72-c/2853505-2-coffee-and-conversation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-7068685081976862078</id><published>2009-03-15T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T09:06:22.370-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoreline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='march'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='global climate change'/><title type='text'>Again??</title><content type='html'>It's snowing. Again. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hard&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mina, for one, is pretty excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3c9d6d22d36181af" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3c9d6d22d36181af%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330284574%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5E5E10283BD8C36F0C3B1A3958E3A7F7E6E68EC2.68DB5F53C93C950EAD4653CC8DF014E3B9EE173F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3c9d6d22d36181af%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9rx__SZM1Qy0EHBoF3U5blFModM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3c9d6d22d36181af%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330284574%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5E5E10283BD8C36F0C3B1A3958E3A7F7E6E68EC2.68DB5F53C93C950EAD4653CC8DF014E3B9EE173F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3c9d6d22d36181af%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9rx__SZM1Qy0EHBoF3U5blFModM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing her tear around in the snow like that makes us feel a little better; our first reaction this morning was more like, "You have GOT to be kidding." But as you can see, she loves it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-7068685081976862078?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3c9d6d22d36181af&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/7068685081976862078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=7068685081976862078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/7068685081976862078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/7068685081976862078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2009/03/again.html' title='Again??'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-4017274394765999941</id><published>2009-02-23T19:56:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T20:14:05.733-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mississippi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atlas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pikas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='painting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pika'/><title type='text'>What's up? Pikas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SaNwJLNFVgI/AAAAAAAAAY8/OKfMrE5ftr8/s1600-h/pikas+IP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SaNwJLNFVgI/AAAAAAAAAY8/OKfMrE5ftr8/s400/pikas+IP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306208088901375490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little something I've been working on over the last few days. These sweeties are &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pika"&gt;Pikas&lt;/a&gt;; they are ratty little creatures that have, in this case, wandered out of their usual mountainous region and into the Mississsippi delta. Why? Well, surely you don't begrudge the pika a vacation now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were actually inspired by a suggestion by a friend's girlfriend, who I met at the West Seattle Art Walk. We were talking about the various odd creatures of the world and she mentioned that she likes pikas. I think they're a nice addition to the lagomorph order, so I thought I'd paint a couple of them. An old atlas I had found made a nice canvas, so I sent these two on a little trip down south.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SaNz_MYliiI/AAAAAAAAAZE/kXnUyFBaIRg/s1600-h/Pikasface.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 264px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SaNz_MYliiI/AAAAAAAAAZE/kXnUyFBaIRg/s400/Pikasface.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306212315465878050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at them cute faces!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-4017274394765999941?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/4017274394765999941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=4017274394765999941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/4017274394765999941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/4017274394765999941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2009/02/whats-up-pikas.html' title='What&apos;s up? Pikas!'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SaNwJLNFVgI/AAAAAAAAAY8/OKfMrE5ftr8/s72-c/pikas+IP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-8505557710893726652</id><published>2009-02-20T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T09:31:18.753-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='design'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoredog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='logos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog park'/><title type='text'>Logo designs for ShoreDog</title><content type='html'>I've been spending some time this week on creating a logo for Shoredog.org; it's our local dog-park group. They're just getting started, but they've already done some amazing stuff, and we now have two off-leash dog parks in the works! I'm excited to be helping them out (and Mina's excited that there will finally be dog parks here in Shoreline).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've put together a small presentation with my initial ideas for their logo. Since I haven't done any logo work for years, I'd love any feedback that folks might have; there's a 4-page PDF &lt;a href="http://sonyaseattle.googlepages.com/ShoreDogConcepts.pdf"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; with the ideas I've presented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are the JPGs of each page, but I know Blogger resizes JPGs and the quality suffers. Still, they'll give a fairly good idea of what's on each page. If you have a moment to take a look and leave me a comment on which you like, or what I could do better, I'd be much obliged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SZ7oLXDGD7I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/OSkABi4xoUI/s1600-h/ShoreDog+Concepts-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SZ7oLXDGD7I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/OSkABi4xoUI/s400/ShoreDog+Concepts-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304932692952223666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SZ7oYdWJDSI/AAAAAAAAAYY/OvM0iL6rQy0/s1600-h/ShoreDog+Concepts-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SZ7oYdWJDSI/AAAAAAAAAYY/OvM0iL6rQy0/s400/ShoreDog+Concepts-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304932917981023522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SZ7ohyhFffI/AAAAAAAAAYg/wwife28u7OU/s1600-h/ShoreDog+Concepts-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SZ7ohyhFffI/AAAAAAAAAYg/wwife28u7OU/s400/ShoreDog+Concepts-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304933078282894834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SZ7onecPSJI/AAAAAAAAAYo/ShE4_KPbPkA/s1600-h/ShoreDog+Concepts-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SZ7onecPSJI/AAAAAAAAAYo/ShE4_KPbPkA/s400/ShoreDog+Concepts-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304933175973070994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-8505557710893726652?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/8505557710893726652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=8505557710893726652' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/8505557710893726652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/8505557710893726652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2009/02/logo-designs-for-shoredog.html' title='Logo designs for ShoreDog'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SZ7oLXDGD7I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/OSkABi4xoUI/s72-c/ShoreDog+Concepts-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-6312716936384329466</id><published>2009-02-11T10:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T10:08:24.859-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='layoffs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='still employed'/><title type='text'>Still employed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SZMUBLGe69I/AAAAAAAAAYI/gfl0owFCLk4/s1600-h/Scottish+fold+kitty+little+computer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SZMUBLGe69I/AAAAAAAAAYI/gfl0owFCLk4/s400/Scottish+fold+kitty+little+computer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301603196737612754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, in case you had heard the news, I am still employed. At least, as of today! Who knows what the future might bring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-6312716936384329466?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/6312716936384329466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=6312716936384329466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/6312716936384329466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/6312716936384329466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2009/02/still-employed.html' title='Still employed'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SZMUBLGe69I/AAAAAAAAAYI/gfl0owFCLk4/s72-c/Scottish+fold+kitty+little+computer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-7061125950664504027</id><published>2009-01-28T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T22:21:06.284-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='layoffs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waiting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='still employed'/><title type='text'>Still employed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SYFKoSBaSrI/AAAAAAAAAXw/qSy_-xOXhZg/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 337px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SYFKoSBaSrI/AAAAAAAAAXw/qSy_-xOXhZg/s400/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296596692657392306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I still have a job; the actual layoffs won't happen until mid-February. I feel preeeettttyyy safe then, too. They just added one person to our group...they wouldn't do that if they were going to cut any of us, right? But ultimately, none of us are really safe, and everyone is really tense. It's like Russian job-roulette...wheee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-7061125950664504027?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/7061125950664504027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=7061125950664504027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/7061125950664504027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/7061125950664504027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2009/01/still-employed.html' title='Still employed'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SYFKoSBaSrI/AAAAAAAAAXw/qSy_-xOXhZg/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-8782518579204062944</id><published>2009-01-24T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T11:27:51.245-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='redesign'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='website'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OPP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='design'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='othepeoplespixels'/><title type='text'>Busy busy busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SXtorNw3CqI/AAAAAAAAAXk/iPPDDp_x7hI/s1600-h/dragonfly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SXtorNw3CqI/AAAAAAAAAXk/iPPDDp_x7hI/s400/dragonfly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294940878542408354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm getting a lot done this year, so far. The show at Mission for the West Seattle Art Walk was great; it was a fantastic venue and a lot of great people came. I sold two pieces there, and brought the others in to work for our studio gallery. Folks have been giving me a lot of positive feedback, which has been very encouraging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had new business cards printed last week, and have finally done something with my website. The old site was built back in 2006, if you can believe that! I did it myself with Adobe GoLive, which was fine, but it was never all that professional looking. I decided to shop around for a hosted, template-based site for the next incarnation, and after a lot of research settled on a company called &lt;a href="http://otherpeoplespixels.com/"&gt;"Other Peoples' Pixels."&lt;/a&gt; They provide an integrated portfolio design platform which is really easy to use and update. I like it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the new site: &lt;a href="http://sreaso.otherpeoplespixels.com/home.html"&gt;SonyaReasor.com&lt;/a&gt; - if you're interested, please take a look and let me know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also taking an intermediate design class over at &lt;a href="http://www.svcseattle.com/"&gt;SVC&lt;/a&gt;, as part of their wonderful "teach a class, take one free" program. I'm looking forward to working on the assignment - a package design project - and building a design portfolio. If all goes well, I can integrate illustration and design and maybe, just maybe, do something different for a living soon. Prepress is great, and despite its craziness, I do like where I work, but I'm really ready to grow and try some new things. I hope 2009 is the year that happens. Right now, I'm doing all I can to make it happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;The photo above is my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dragonfly&lt;/span&gt; drawing; walnut ink and colored pencil on an antique book page.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-8782518579204062944?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/8782518579204062944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=8782518579204062944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/8782518579204062944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/8782518579204062944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2009/01/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy busy busy'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SXtorNw3CqI/AAAAAAAAAXk/iPPDDp_x7hI/s72-c/dragonfly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-8767724333827740083</id><published>2009-01-09T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T07:43:07.469-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='west seattle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mission'/><title type='text'>Mission party tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SWdv5jTl-fI/AAAAAAAAAVI/J37RP6pqY3k/s1600-h/ArtShow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SWdv5jTl-fI/AAAAAAAAAVI/J37RP6pqY3k/s400/ArtShow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289319321890585074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in really good company here; too good. The other people showing their work are really talented—I am the newbie in the bunch, and with work I'm not feeling 100% confident about. I wish I'd had more time to prepare some better stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that said, it should be a great venue and will be serving some good food and drinks, so I'll enjoy that and try and relax about the rest of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-8767724333827740083?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/8767724333827740083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=8767724333827740083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/8767724333827740083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/8767724333827740083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2009/01/mission-party-tonight.html' title='Mission party tonight'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SWdv5jTl-fI/AAAAAAAAAVI/J37RP6pqY3k/s72-c/ArtShow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-1309255213817392918</id><published>2009-01-04T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T10:59:15.017-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brett'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jupiter'/><title type='text'>These are a few of my favorite things...!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SWEGxcOLviI/AAAAAAAAAUo/2eHxZCMEgqY/s1600-h/Brett+Cat+Dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SWEGxcOLviI/AAAAAAAAAUo/2eHxZCMEgqY/s400/Brett+Cat+Dog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287514883968712226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy, quiet evenings with the family are the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-1309255213817392918?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/1309255213817392918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=1309255213817392918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/1309255213817392918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/1309255213817392918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2009/01/these-are-few-of-my-favorite-things.html' title='These are a few of my favorite things...!'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SWEGxcOLviI/AAAAAAAAAUo/2eHxZCMEgqY/s72-c/Brett+Cat+Dog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-8619954255604801036</id><published>2009-01-01T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T12:23:19.015-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corporate speak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoyances'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='planner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='language'/><title type='text'>2008 Corporate-Speak roundup</title><content type='html'>So every January I buy some kind of day-planner/calendar book. I get ambitious about writing in all the birthdays, vacation days, and so on. I bring it to every meeting, with a special pen clipped in the front cover, and generally fetishize it...for about three months. Then the novelty wears off. By March of 2008 my lovely Barnes &amp;amp; Noble faux-leather calendar was just a support for the pen, and when I got an iPhone later in the year, it was something to carry so I didn't look like a complete iPhone geek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I did use it for, though, was the single blank page in the end of the book. That's where, as the year progressed, I wrote down the various silly corporate-speak phrases I heard in meetings and around the workplace. I'm not actually even sure what a lot of them mean (I think that may be the point of many of them), but the way people in a big company tend to co-opt the language fascinates me. So, transcribed from the back of my planner, here are the corporate-speak words and phrases I heard in 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Up-Level&lt;/span&gt; - this means to "increase" something. Of course it sounds way cooler than that old word. Use: "Let's up-level the price point."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Change the game&lt;/span&gt; - Not entirely sure how to define this. It seems to mean "to make things so new and different that people will react to them in unexpected ways." Or something. It's not just a change, it's a game-changing change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leverage&lt;/span&gt; - to leverage something simply means to "use" it. But again, "leverage" just sounds so much cooler. Use: "We can leverage those photos for the next campaign since they weren't ready in time for this one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Laser-Focus &lt;/span&gt;- This is what you have to have when 10% of your company has been laid off, in order to try and keep your own job. Or so we are told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Swirl&lt;/span&gt; - not new to 2008, but a classic. It means "lots of conflict and/or discussion about a topic." Use: "There's a lot of swirl around that project." Always seems to me to be a toilet reference, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Granular&lt;/span&gt; - To break something down to its components. Use: "We'll get granular on that project later; for now let's just look at the big picture."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crunchy&lt;/span&gt; - Difficult or complex. Use: "Things started to get crunchy once we got granular."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Revisit&lt;/span&gt; - Another more-syllables-means-more-coolness word. It just means "change." Use: "We need to revisit that headline. Let's make it 2 points smaller."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Disruptive&lt;/span&gt; - Not what you might think, but rather a good thing. If something stands out in the group, and catches your attention, it's disruptive. Use: "That table tent woul dbe really disruptive if it had a picture of a panda on it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jumpball&lt;/span&gt; - the process by which several outside companies compete for the corporation's business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SV0l9h8XH8I/AAAAAAAAAUg/9Od2YbH6TBE/s1600-h/d1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 233px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SV0l9h8XH8I/AAAAAAAAAUg/9Od2YbH6TBE/s400/d1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286423276616622018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Homerooms&lt;/span&gt; - a silly word for "teams." Use: "We'll organize the studio around a series of homerooms." Next they'll be replacing our cubicles with those one-piece chair and desk thingies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Parking Lot&lt;/span&gt; - A verb (like so many sad, misused nouns). It means to put something on hold. Use: "There's no agreement on the project, so they've decided to parking-lot it for now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Evergreen&lt;/span&gt; - a piece that's used in the stores year-round (in theory - usually not in practice). Use: "This poster with the photo of the orphan children will be evergreen!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, the most irritating, most pointless misuse of a word for the year of 2008, not just in corporate settings, but everywhere, and the one that most makes me grit my teeth and struggle not to say what I'm thinking each time I hear it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Around&lt;/span&gt; - The word "around" used to mean "on all sides of, in a rotation near, in the vicinity of..." and so on. I think you probably know how it has traditionally been used. But recently, it's been cruelly kidnapped from the realm of common sense and has begun to be used as a direct substitute for the word "about."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's not "discussion about that project," there's "discussion around that project." You don't "have some questions about what the client requested," you have "questions around what the client requested." There's not "concern about the schedule," there's "concern around the schedule." (Though actually there's usually &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; concern about [or around] the schedule, because the schedule exists in a reality warp that means you must have it finished two weeks before you actually begin. This of course is not of concern to anyone who matters. Just do it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why? WHY??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we just say "about"? Maybe we could all make a New Year's resolution not to use the word "around" unless we're stating that "I drove around the block," or "If you look around, you'll see that people are waiting for you to get off your Blackberry and move your damn shopping cart out of the center of the aisle."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks. That would be swell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year to all; I'll try to be more tolerant of misuse of the language in 2009. Or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-8619954255604801036?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/8619954255604801036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=8619954255604801036' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/8619954255604801036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/8619954255604801036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2009/01/2008-corporate-speak-roundup.html' title='2008 Corporate-Speak roundup'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SV0l9h8XH8I/AAAAAAAAAUg/9Od2YbH6TBE/s72-c/d1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-1999051557486750810</id><published>2008-12-24T17:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T17:05:07.085-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='antlers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loldog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>Happy holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SVLbL3ZSt0I/AAAAAAAAAUI/yTFs0M-74I0/s1600-h/Mina-Antlers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SVLbL3ZSt0I/AAAAAAAAAUI/yTFs0M-74I0/s400/Mina-Antlers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283526309754091330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hope every one of you who might read this gets a special something from Santa. Maybe just a pretty sunrise over the snow tomorrow morning, and the knowledge that you have the day off to enjoy in small ways. Maybe a nice cup of tea and a special chocolate that you've saved for yourself. And give someone you love a long soft hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend, and a warm and cozy holiday season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sonya, Brett, Mina, Jupiter and Bridget&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-1999051557486750810?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/1999051557486750810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=1999051557486750810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/1999051557486750810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/1999051557486750810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy holidays'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SVLbL3ZSt0I/AAAAAAAAAUI/yTFs0M-74I0/s72-c/Mina-Antlers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-977148931567789933</id><published>2008-12-21T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T11:34:13.726-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoreline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jupiter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>Deep snow today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SU6Ya8zqaDI/AAAAAAAAATY/TLcb7aKrnrM/s1600-h/chairs+snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SU6Ya8zqaDI/AAAAAAAAATY/TLcb7aKrnrM/s400/chairs+snow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282327001719007282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SU6XoRVUdNI/AAAAAAAAATQ/gTMQlgIUgx8/s1600-h/MinaJupiter+porch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SU6XoRVUdNI/AAAAAAAAATQ/gTMQlgIUgx8/s400/MinaJupiter+porch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282326131055555794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got several inches overnight; I haven't seen this much snow here since we've lived in this house! Brett has ventured out to go to the Seahawks game with a neighbor; an adventure from which he will hopefully return tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The streets are thick with snow, and just a few tire tracks. I wouldn't really want to try driving in it, though it seems more crunchy than icy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mina is much less interested in going outside than she was when there were just a couple of inches; the snow is so thick now that she has to hop like a bunny to get through it. Below is a little video of her bouncing through the snow at the park; please ignore my inane giggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-800f315c725c7f0b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D800f315c725c7f0b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330284574%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DDC3575B74BCF9B86FEE5C175F6AD13CD6C201ED.733BF5D7FF93C12BC9865DA2A52BF712483066FA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D800f315c725c7f0b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtzZN6JKUBVmPKZfbCigMMSlaKIA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D800f315c725c7f0b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330284574%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DDC3575B74BCF9B86FEE5C175F6AD13CD6C201ED.733BF5D7FF93C12BC9865DA2A52BF712483066FA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D800f315c725c7f0b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtzZN6JKUBVmPKZfbCigMMSlaKIA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-977148931567789933?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=800f315c725c7f0b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/977148931567789933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=977148931567789933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/977148931567789933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/977148931567789933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/12/deep-snow-today.html' title='Deep snow today'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SU6Ya8zqaDI/AAAAAAAAATY/TLcb7aKrnrM/s72-c/chairs+snow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-8259061912593008144</id><published>2008-12-18T14:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T18:37:00.224-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoreline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>Snow snow snow snow snow snow</title><content type='html'>It's been snowing since about 7:30 am, and it doesn't seem to be stopping anytime soon! I stayed home from work, of course, and I couldn't even get out of the driveway earlier today. Mina loves it, though! The cats are somewhat less impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sonya/3119300054/" title="Throw it! Throw it!! by sonyaseattle, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3236/3119300054_8e93763f28.jpg" alt="Throw it! Throw it!!" height="500" width="464" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sonya/3119299346/" title="Catching snowflakes by sonyaseattle, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3108/3119299346_16a3ec890f.jpg" width="454" height="500" alt="Catching snowflakes" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sonya/3119298244/" title="&amp;quot;Whoa.&amp;quot; by sonyaseattle, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3002/3119298244_dcae50cd6b.jpg" alt="&amp;quot;Whoa.&amp;quot;" height="375" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-8259061912593008144?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/8259061912593008144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=8259061912593008144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/8259061912593008144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/8259061912593008144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow-snow-snow-snow-snow-snow.html' title='Snow snow snow snow snow snow'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3236/3119300054_8e93763f28_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-5412506735072900494</id><published>2008-12-14T18:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T18:40:30.013-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ronald bog blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xmas madness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='top food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craziness'/><title type='text'>The crazy thing we did</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SUW_rT4WWXI/AAAAAAAAASY/o_nzcN45udo/s1600-h/3108013409_4fa93bbf35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SUW_rT4WWXI/AAAAAAAAASY/o_nzcN45udo/s400/3108013409_4fa93bbf35.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279836888953674098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah; this happened too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernard, my co-blogger over at the &lt;a href="http://ronaldbog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ronald Bog Blog&lt;/a&gt;, convinced me that we should sign up for the local Top Foods charity sing-a-thon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In public.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something I would &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; do. But somehow, it sounded like fun, so I called a couple of friends, and we met up at 3:00 on Saturday to practice our singing, which was scheduled for 5:00 that same evening. Bear in mind, now, that many of us had never met one another before. And factoring in drinking time (how else did you think I was going to do this?) we had less than 2 hours to practice singing together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a songlist that we all put together; a few holiday songs, but also a lot of just fun-to-sing stuff. Joy to the World by Three Dog Night, for example, and Hey Jude, and Horse with No Name, that sort of thing. So we practiced for a bit, drank a bit, and headed over to the store to take our chances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was GREAT. We had so much fun. Somehow, even though we were shaky at home, something about being there together in a mostly quiet grocery store on a snowy Saturday night just...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;worked&lt;/span&gt;. Well, it felt like it did, even though I'm sure some of the shoppers that passed us wondered who could have possibly allowed this travesty. But we had fun, and at the end of the hour, after a rousing rendition of Bohemian Rhapsody (very fun to sing in a group, as you can imagine) we all wanted to just keep singing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even got a few of the store employees to join in; you can see one of them in the photo above, in his Top Foods cap and tie. That guy was great, belting it out like he'd been waiting his whole life for that particular unlikely moment that we showed up and started singing King of the Road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the moral is, I guess...give it a try. Whatever it is. How bad could it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SUXCLSsPDkI/AAAAAAAAASg/IB_LBKLltjs/s1600-h/3108843940_4f52a6049a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SUXCLSsPDkI/AAAAAAAAASg/IB_LBKLltjs/s400/3108843940_4f52a6049a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279839637413498434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pix here, for the curious:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/hellobernard/sets/72157611187858933/"&gt;Shoreline Bloggers Invade Top Foods&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-5412506735072900494?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/5412506735072900494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=5412506735072900494' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/5412506735072900494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/5412506735072900494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/12/crazy-thing-we-did.html' title='The crazy thing we did'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SUW_rT4WWXI/AAAAAAAAASY/o_nzcN45udo/s72-c/3108013409_4fa93bbf35.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-3566522327502902814</id><published>2008-12-14T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T16:00:39.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mina discovers snow</title><content type='html'>I had been wondering what Mina would think about snow; we don't know that she's ever seen any yet (she was born in January of last year). I hoped it wouldn't freak her out and keep her from going out in the yard. Turns out, she liked it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-be6128d7a1ccfbb2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbe6128d7a1ccfbb2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330284574%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D57688C677A2704ED211DA80D71E355D7E7E53896.4862F145D6BD0C1632B703D39A80D3FA290FC612%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbe6128d7a1ccfbb2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxzV8fSmygju3QRHrfecZCaoUFUA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbe6128d7a1ccfbb2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330284574%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D57688C677A2704ED211DA80D71E355D7E7E53896.4862F145D6BD0C1632B703D39A80D3FA290FC612%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbe6128d7a1ccfbb2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxzV8fSmygju3QRHrfecZCaoUFUA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-3566522327502902814?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=be6128d7a1ccfbb2&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/3566522327502902814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=3566522327502902814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/3566522327502902814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/3566522327502902814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/12/mina.html' title='Mina discovers snow'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-3585452788667719650</id><published>2008-12-08T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:48:50.928-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beagle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prong collar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='springer spaniel'/><title type='text'>Mina's ancestry solved, a new device used</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/ST3b3bUX1JI/AAAAAAAAARw/t3_nSzOqhs8/s1600-h/IMG_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/ST3b3bUX1JI/AAAAAAAAARw/t3_nSzOqhs8/s400/IMG_0121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277616083620582546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been another dogful week. But then, a lot of life is more interesting now; it's not just go to work, cook dinner, go to sleep. This little critter is a big part of our lives. And we just learned a bunch of new things about owning her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we adopted Mina, they told us she was a dachshund/lab mix. Being that kind of person, I've been looking at photos of "dachsadors" or "doxadors" (or, dear me, "labraweenies") online to see what her mutt-mates look like. And without exception, that mix seems to result in a stumpy-legged dog. Mina, though, has proportionate legs to her size; she looks like a half-sized coonhound. For a while I was convinced she was in fact a German Pinscher, which is a match for coloration and size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I contacted the woman who had been fostering her before we adopted her, and asked if she had any more information on the pooch's ancestry. She said she'd contact the previous owners and ask what they knew. And sure enough, in a couple of days we had our answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out the hound is a mix of beagle and springer spaniel, with some dachshund thrown in the mix as well. The beagle part made a lot of sense to both of us; we'd always both thought she seemed "beagley" in a way. And she has a cute, funny "aoww wow owww" noise she makes when she's playing that you can imagine coming from a beagle hot on the trail of game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All three dog breeds in her lineage are bred to hunt, and are nose-oriented and can be stubborn. And my girl is sniffy as anything, and loves to chase and tree squirrels like it was her job. One of the unfortunate results of her hunting passion is that she does tend to pull on the leash when we walk; so much so that her foster mom only ever walked her on a harness. We'd trained her to be pretty good on a regular collar, but there still have been some frustrating walks when she insists that she wants to&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; go smell that thing over there right now&lt;/span&gt;! And pulls like a sled dog to get there. Or stops to smell and digs her heels in to resist going any further on the walk until she has a good snootful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'd tried a lot of things to get her to stop pulling so much, but recently, I had an interesting conversation with a dog-loving friend about his experience with the dog he and his husband own. The prong collar did the trick, he said. Dog pulled once, realized that wasn't going to work, and has been good ever since (or something like that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'd been sort of conditioned by various positive training sites online to think that prong collars (aka pinch collar, or more kindly, training collars) were the equivalent of a dark ages torture device. That guy in the DaVinci Code movie used one to punish himself, right? You don't do that to a dog! But hearing the results my friend had, I decided to do some research on my own. Turns out that prong collars are actually more used, and considered safer, by most trainers than choke collars. The prongs are supposed to simulate the teeth of the momma dog on a puppy's neck, gently reminding it to knock that behaviour off. I went to the store and bought one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I worried. Would she kill herself by driving the spikes into her throat? I wrapped the thing around my leg, on the skin, and gave it a few hard yanks. Surprisingly, it didn't hurt much at all. I had to really pull hard to feel any real pain. I put it on Mina and we started off...and the first time she lunged ahead, she didn't even get any real leverage on the leash before she backed off and fell back next to me. And sure enough, we had a two mile walk with almost no pulling at all...just a tiny bit, which she immediately stopped each time. I felt as though my dog had been switched out with some sort of super-trained special companion dog! We had a nice, relaxing walk together, her trotting along happily by my side, and me grinning like an idiot most of the way. It was lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second walk was just as good, and I think we've got ourselves a solution. The true test will be when she sees her very favorite dog in the world, little Quincy the teeny yorkie who we often meet on our walks. She could pull a sumo wrestler along in her attempt to get to her friend, as much as I want her to approach politely. I will be interested to see whether she can do that next time Quincy appears in the distance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-3585452788667719650?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/3585452788667719650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=3585452788667719650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/3585452788667719650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/3585452788667719650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/12/minas-ancestry-solved-new-device-used.html' title='Mina&apos;s ancestry solved, a new device used'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/ST3b3bUX1JI/AAAAAAAAARw/t3_nSzOqhs8/s72-c/IMG_0121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-3388671758292375356</id><published>2008-11-25T21:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T21:33:50.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes if I'm having a bad day, I imagine Ira Glass doing the narration. Then it seems at least interesting, if not better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-3388671758292375356?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/3388671758292375356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=3388671758292375356' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/3388671758292375356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/3388671758292375356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/11/sometimes-if-im-having-bad-day-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-4795796705755552067</id><published>2008-11-24T10:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T10:11:21.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel ambiguous about Thanksgiving week. I only get one day off, and on that day I get to clean and cook, and have people over who don't have to get up the next morning (like I do), and who always seem to bring more people than anticipated. And Brett gets half the week off, as usual. On the upside, I do get a day off. And a few glasses of wine make everything all better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-4795796705755552067?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/4795796705755552067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=4795796705755552067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/4795796705755552067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/4795796705755552067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-feel-ambiguous-about-thanksgiving.html' title=''/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-451476979722700981</id><published>2008-11-23T15:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T15:31:34.902-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Making rosemary pesto crackers to have with some chevre we bought. There's something addicting about these freshly made crackers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-451476979722700981?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/451476979722700981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=451476979722700981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/451476979722700981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/451476979722700981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/11/making-rosemary-pesto-crackers-to-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-6443619952151775012</id><published>2008-11-23T14:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T14:23:25.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Mad Men folks watching the Giants game on Twitter is the best entertainment of the weekend! Big props to all, esp. @Sal_Romano!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-6443619952151775012?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/6443619952151775012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=6443619952151775012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/6443619952151775012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/6443619952151775012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/11/mad-men-folks-watching-giants-game-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-2600065728406971898</id><published>2008-11-16T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:14:11.429-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whiskey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nuthatch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sonya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scotch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whisky'/><title type='text'>Dark days, but good</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SSD6H6YOf8I/AAAAAAAAAQI/u8Y4HZVoLDo/s1600-h/IMG_4142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SSD6H6YOf8I/AAAAAAAAAQI/u8Y4HZVoLDo/s400/IMG_4142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269486577860378562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once again, I should apologize to the four or so people who read my posts; I've been lax about writing about what's going on in my life. But I have been spending a lot of time living it, so I know you'll understand. Here's a summary of the last few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finished the current quarter of teaching at SVC, and have decided that in January, when classes start again, I'll be a student for a while and not a teacher. I want to hone some of my design skills; I'm starting to think it's something I can grow into, and I have a lot of amazing people at work that I can learn from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brett had a good trip to Dutch Harbor last week, for his job, leaving me and the dog and two cats to fend for ourselves. We did fine, though. I know that Mina will scare the crap out of anyone that comes near the front door, and I feel safe when I'm walking her, since she does growl to warn off what she thinks are dangerous-looking people. The cats, on the other hand, continue to be merely ornamental. I'm not sure they even noticed Brett was gone. He brought me a Dutch Harbor baseball cap to wear on dog walks. Never thought of myself as a baseball-cap person, but age and practicality have won out over vanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SSD5dqYrNLI/AAAAAAAAAQA/4Qs_3Js31Mw/s1600-h/IMG_0325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SSD5dqYrNLI/AAAAAAAAAQA/4Qs_3Js31Mw/s400/IMG_0325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269485852012786866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A week ago we went to a pleasant scotch tasting event at the Rainier Club. I tried to take some photos with my iPhone, but it was too dark to get much detail. We tasted some very fancy scotches; it's no surprise, I guess, that the older and more expensive ones turned out to be the ones I liked best. My recent discovery that scotch is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; the most vile liquid on earth (you just add some water to it! Why didn't anyone tell me?!) probably both amuses and worries Brett, though I haven't raided his stash just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been walking a lot, of course, and I have gotten to really look forward to our after-work dog walks, even in the dark and the rain. It's been pretty nice out for the last few days, though; this weekend we made a couple of trips to the park for as much frisbee-throwing as the dog could take, and took plenty of long walks in the fresh air. I know it's going to change soon, and I know I really should be out there doing yard work or something, but all I want to do is walk with the dog. The yard is ok. This spring I plan to re-do a lot of it, but in the meantime, nature can have its way and things can grow as they see fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another nice thing that happened just recently was re-uniting with a friend I'd been very close to in my 20s, but hadn't seen in many years. It was great to find that even after this long, we still have a lot in common, and get along really well. We've both grown and changed, but the girls we were are still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SSD8cBDJulI/AAAAAAAAAQY/wm_M1AaU-cc/s1600-h/Nuthatch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SSD8cBDJulI/AAAAAAAAAQY/wm_M1AaU-cc/s400/Nuthatch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269489122271672914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I haven't been drawing as much as I'd have liked, though I did some sketches for a project at work. My concepts weren't picked, sadly, so here's one in an early stage. It was an idea for a Fall tumbler. I thought it was nice, but they went for something more graphic and design-y. That's ok, and as I said, I'll be taking some classes soon so I can keep up a little better with design trends, and hopefully still use drawing and painting in my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it; certainly nothing earth-shattering going on, but it's been a pretty good fall so far, economy and work stress aside. Life goes on, as it always has, and hopefully will continue to do. Someone is going to have to walk that dog, after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-2600065728406971898?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/2600065728406971898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=2600065728406971898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/2600065728406971898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/2600065728406971898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/11/dark-days-but-good.html' title='Dark days, but good'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SSD6H6YOf8I/AAAAAAAAAQI/u8Y4HZVoLDo/s72-c/IMG_4142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-7706063193552342948</id><published>2008-11-06T18:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T18:52:25.268-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='civil rights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change.gov'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biden'/><title type='text'>My letter to Barack Obama</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SROtSeg43rI/AAAAAAAAAPc/z8eOAAlsz_Q/s1600-h/Picture+9.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 207px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SROtSeg43rI/AAAAAAAAAPc/z8eOAAlsz_Q/s400/Picture+9.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265742922266500786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just days after the election, the Obama campaign has set up a website asking what we would like to see change in the upcoming administration. You can see it here: &lt;a href="http://www.change.gov/"&gt;http://www.change.gov/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my lengthy submission:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw that a younger, well-educated man was a presidential candidate, way back in the summer of this year, I thought, "I wonder if he will embrace the internet the way the rest of us have? Will he use it to communicate, promote transparency, and learn about the cultures that have developed in this new world?" When I saw the Obama Twitter feed, I knew he would. So first I'd like to congratulate the Obama staff for setting up this site! It's exactly what we need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My vision for the country includes all people, especially those who have been poorly treated by the religious right. I believe everyone should have the same rights as a couple that straight people currently enjoy; I don't care if "marriage" is redefined as a solely religious concept, as long as everyone, gay and straight, can be united in the eyes of the law with all the benefits I currently enjoy as a married woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that women will always have the right to choose their reproductive methods, and I'd like to see contraception made available at little or no cost to any fertile woman. Education should be provided to all young people as to the seriousness of raising kids, and how they can make an informed choice when and if to reproduce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to see more support for the arts, no matter if they are controversial or popular, and more emphasis placed on educating kids to be creative and confident, not just popular and conforming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And schools should also include mandatory courses on critical thinking, so all American citizens have the tools to make decisions for themselves. Education should be one of our first and largest priorities, and even though I do not have children, I would never object to paying more of my income towards a more educated America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe religion should be completely separate from government, and while everyone should have the right to choose and practice their religion, that choice should at no time affect my right to be free of religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to see protections for animals wherever possible, because unlike humans, they often have no choice in how they are housed and treated. Animal testing is often necessary in the sciences, and some animals do indeed taste good, but we have to take every step to ensure that they do not experience pain or fear or disabling forms of breeding while we are caring for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that homelessness is a serious problem, and is closely tied to a lack in mental health care for a large segment of the population. I'm not sure how this can be solved, but it's time a serious effort was put into determining how we can help the mentally ill who cannot care for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal privacy needs to be a constant goal of the government; inappropriate wiretapping and internet monitoring must be ended. Corporations must also be responsible for protecting the privacy of their customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I thank you so much for taking the time to make this site available. I couldn't believe it, the night the election results were announced; we were so very happy to hear that all we'd hoped for was true. That night, my husband and I both decided that since this country finally had lived up to our dreams, we would put more effort into doing whatever we can to pay it back. We will be donating more than ever to our favorite charities this year, and into finding ways we personally can make a difference in the lives of people with less than we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, thank you for caring. I'm sorry this is so long, but I do care, too, and I truly believe that this administration can make the changes that have been so long in coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Please consider a rescued dog from a shelter for First Dog! Inbreeding is a big problem among purebred dogs, and setting a good example by adopting a shelter dog would be a perfect example to set for all those other dogs.&lt;br /&gt;(Signed, Mina - Sonya's rescue dog and best friend)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-7706063193552342948?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/7706063193552342948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=7706063193552342948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/7706063193552342948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='spätzle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spatle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>How to make spätzle (Pfälzisch style)</title><content type='html'>I'd been meaning to post this for a while, and since someone recently asked Brett if I knew how to make spätzle, I decided to go ahead and write up my grandmother's recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These spatzle are the real thing; they're not like I've ever seen in any restaurant. But I can vouch for their authenticity, as my Oma is a German lady, living in the Rheinpfalz area (southwestern Germany, not far from the French border). She taught me to make spatzle when I was a kid, and I've always loved them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, since she was born and raised speaking what is called "low German" (or Pfälzisch) we don't pronounce them the way you might think from the spelling; we say something that sounds like "shpet-zya." You can think of low German as a country dialect, sort of the way we think of a strong Southern accent here in the states.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oma's spatzle are simple and quick to make. The only three ingredients are eggs, flour and salt, and they're cooked in boiling water. You need only one fork, a knife, a mixing bowl, and a pan for the water. I also recommend butter for them once they're cooked, though these days I use something called "Smart Butter." So far I don't feel smarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately for you, the reader of this recipe, I have been making these for so many years that I just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; how much of each to use, and don't use any measuring tools. So I've taken some photos of the process and hope that will explain some of the more vague parts of the recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SOlUtvyWKaI/AAAAAAAAANE/pi-D4eXSEtw/s1600-h/spatz1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253823585202874786" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SOlUtvyWKaI/AAAAAAAAANE/pi-D4eXSEtw/s400/spatz1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Start by putting about 1/2 to 2/3 of a cup flour, about two teaspoons of salt and two eggs into a mixing bowl. You'll have to adjust the amount of flour to get the right texture, so start on the lower end and add more, a little at a time, while you stir the mixture with a fork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're looking for a certain texture here; it should be very thick and doughy. Just mix it up and add flour until it sticks to the fork with determination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SOlVzdpX73I/AAAAAAAAANM/-WBcj4QpnOA/s1600-h/spatz2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253824782924246898" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SOlVzdpX73I/AAAAAAAAANM/-WBcj4QpnOA/s400/spatz2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It'll be lumpy, but keep stirring until it's fairly smooth. It doesn't have to be perfect, just of a more or less uniform consistency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you've been doing this, you'll want to have put your water on to boil. A medium-sized pan will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you need your knife, and you'll have to do the very important mysterious first step that my Oma insists is crucial: before touching the dough with the knife for the first time, rest it in the boiling water for a few moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SOlW0ZMjITI/AAAAAAAAANU/Obe9JhJoSyE/s1600-h/spatz3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="246" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253825898421100850" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SOlW0ZMjITI/AAAAAAAAANU/Obe9JhJoSyE/s320/spatz3.jpg" style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, it is possible to skip this step, but if you do, various hardships and disasters apparently will befall you. I wouldn't risk it. Besides, you wanted to make real, authentic German spätzle, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, then. Now you use the pre-heated knife to scoop out portions of the spätzle dough and drop them into the boiling water. The size I like is about the same size and shape as a healthy garden slug. I hope this doesn't put you off your dinner, but it really is the only thing that works as a comparison.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SOlZBodfVMI/AAAAAAAAANc/qNMAyMqMD64/s1600-h/spatz4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253828324880241858" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SOlZBodfVMI/AAAAAAAAANc/qNMAyMqMD64/s320/spatz4.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 168px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 242px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SOlZn9mj8fI/AAAAAAAAANk/u1SPH8KL-RE/s1600-h/spatz5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253828983390466546" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SOlZn9mj8fI/AAAAAAAAANk/u1SPH8KL-RE/s320/spatz5.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lower the spätzle-slug covered knife into the boiling water and hold it there until the dough falls off the knife. Then repeat, using the rest of the dough, one slug-sized glop at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you work, the earlier spätzles will float to the top of the boiling water. After you finish dropping in the last one, wait a few minutes for all the spätzles to float to the top, then take them off the heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those last few moments are best spent doing a little clean-up. Believe me; you'll thank me for this. It seems that this combination of ingredients can also be used to make a very strong adhesive; take a moment to wash off your fork, your knife, and your bowl. If you wait until later, the residue left will make you (or your friend, partner, or spouse who washes dishes) sad and frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, dishes clean? Then get out your strainer (I forgot to mention it at the beginning, but if you don't already have one, it's fine to leave the spätzle boiling while you run out and buy one. At this point they are virtually indestructible). Just drain off the water, and drop those little guys into a dish. For the best authentic Pfälzisch dining experience you will want to add a lot of butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SOlbePKKBQI/AAAAAAAAANs/aWd7yownzfY/s1600-h/spatz6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253831015327728898" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SOlbePKKBQI/AAAAAAAAANs/aWd7yownzfY/s320/spatz6.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it; I hope you enjoy these as much as I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-5243072961111840817?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/5243072961111840817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=5243072961111840817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/5243072961111840817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/5243072961111840817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-to-make-sptzle-pflzisch-style.html' title='How to make spätzle (Pfälzisch style)'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SOlUtvyWKaI/AAAAAAAAANE/pi-D4eXSEtw/s72-c/spatz1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-8727605005204594977</id><published>2008-09-27T10:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T10:35:57.680-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><title type='text'>Twitter and the fast world</title><content type='html'>Ok, yes; I know I haven't been updating the blog much. But as I recently got an iPhone&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (and love it to pieces and want it surgically implanted into my flesh and would marry it in a crazy Borg ceremony)&lt;/span&gt; I have gotten kind of addicted to Twitter (see it up there?). It's quick, portable, and perfect for those with a very short attention span. And by short I mean under 140 characters. It's like chatting with the world, except the world doesn't really care. But that's ok, because as a whole, we make up the Twitterverse, and are a shallow but broad set of people with single sentences to declare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twitter is also an interesting way to follow current events, like &lt;a href="http://election.twitter.com/"&gt;the election.&lt;/a&gt; It's used by millions of everyday folks, by &lt;a href="https://twitter.com/BloomsCat"&gt;cats&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/JohannTheDog"&gt;dogs&lt;/a&gt;, and by B- and C- list celebs like &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/wilw"&gt;Wil Wheaton,&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/hodgman"&gt;John Hodgman&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/pennjillette"&gt;Penn Jillette&lt;/a&gt;. Even corporations use it: &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Starbucks"&gt;Starbucks&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="https://twitter.com/TheHomeDepot"&gt;Home Depot&lt;/a&gt;, for example. I like it for getting &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/cnn"&gt;breaking&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/BreakingNewsOn"&gt;news&lt;/a&gt;, too, and even &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/moniguzman"&gt;local&lt;/a&gt; info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a trend, will probably be done when the next big thing comes out, but it's fun in the meantime, and fits in well with a culture that is about sound bites and texting. I imagine that in a few more years, we won't even have the capability to write in entire sentences, and novels will consist of a series of text messages delivered straight into your retinas. Fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-8727605005204594977?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/8727605005204594977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=8727605005204594977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/8727605005204594977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/8727605005204594977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/09/twitter-and-fast-world.html' title='Twitter and the fast world'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-375545552450874132</id><published>2008-09-02T07:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T07:14:20.555-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laborday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='floors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='remodel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dyi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carpet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>This is why they call it LABOR day</title><content type='html'>Three-day weekend. Day one...poke around, walk the dog, hang out, go to see Dark Knight at IMAX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day two. Morning. Looking at the old, hated grey carpet (that was born white, long ago). I wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SL1HxuzHrKI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Sw6wlmNDG98/s1600-h/Carpet1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SL1HxuzHrKI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Sw6wlmNDG98/s400/Carpet1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241424461030730914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...what's under here? Hey...looks like wood. And it seems to be in pretty good shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's pull it up! Come on, guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SL1IMTZd0QI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ZLmSMSjOQGY/s1600-h/carpet2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SL1IMTZd0QI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ZLmSMSjOQGY/s400/carpet2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241424917531840770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is looking pretty good...on to day three (and in the mean time, Brett is busily painting the trim around the new doors, and the carport supports).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SL1Ixp0ay0I/AAAAAAAAAK0/CqotIYc1rEQ/s1600-h/carpet3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SL1Ixp0ay0I/AAAAAAAAAK0/CqotIYc1rEQ/s400/carpet3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241425559205628738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely an improvement over the carpet. We are surprised to find that while there are some flaws, the floor is actually pretty clean and unmarked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SL1JTJSy9kI/AAAAAAAAAK8/H6hoW0J7X4o/s1600-h/carpet+fin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SL1JTJSy9kI/AAAAAAAAAK8/H6hoW0J7X4o/s400/carpet+fin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241426134590223938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end result: worth the cramps in my hand from pulling one thousand carpet staples and a hundred million feet of tacking board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, people of the future, should you read this...do NOT put down carpet over wood floors. You're doing future generations a great disservice if you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm really, really happy with the result. And I feel like I had a very productive long weekend. The trim looks great too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...time to go to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-375545552450874132?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/375545552450874132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=375545552450874132' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/375545552450874132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/375545552450874132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-is-why-they-call-it-labor-day.html' title='This is why they call it LABOR day'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SL1HxuzHrKI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Sw6wlmNDG98/s72-c/Carpet1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-8119185631054463206</id><published>2008-08-15T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T23:38:25.470-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guard dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stranger danger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barking'/><title type='text'>Bark bark bark bark...GOOD dog!</title><content type='html'>Mina's a sweetie, but she has an annoying habit of barking whenever there's someone at the door. We've tried various tactics to stop her, from "go sit in your bed!" to "Ok, ok, I hear you, now STOP" to "all right, stop and you get some treats!" None have really worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...I was sitting on the couch in my living room tonight, around 11 pm, watching tv with Mina on my lap. All of a sudden she's up and barking like crazy! I couldn't imagine that she was just barking for no reason, so I stood up to go investigate...and as I turn around, I see &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a man I'd never seen before standing IN MY LIVING ROOM!&lt;/span&gt; My jaw dropped - this had never happened before and I was too stunned to react. But Mina knew this was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; right and she barked frantically at the stranger, circling and staying between me and him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is this where [name] and [name] live?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uh...no, that's next door," I answered over Mina's barking. At the same time, I was idly wondering if she'd bite him. I could see now that he was just a lost party-goer, looking for the neighbors, but the pure shock of having a stranger walk unannounced into my home still had me kind of floored and I just gaped at him as he figured it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He thanked me and left, and after the door was shut - and locked, this time! - I sat down on the floor with my dog. She quieted after a moment, to a frustrated little moan, then stopped and laid down next to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right about then, my husband comes wandering in from the other side of the house. "What was that?" he asked. When I told him what happened, he knelt down and gave Mina a big hug and a heart-felt &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Good dog!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Remember this," I said, "next time you're mad because she barks when someone comes over."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He agreed and called Mina a good protector, and gave her another long scratch and hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all learned something tonight! I won't have quite the same reaction next time Mina barks when the doorbell rings, from now on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-8119185631054463206?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/8119185631054463206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=8119185631054463206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/8119185631054463206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/8119185631054463206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/08/bark-bark-bark-barkgood-dog.html' title='Bark bark bark bark...GOOD dog!'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-1914389379436382085</id><published>2008-07-29T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T17:11:49.156-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='still employed'/><title type='text'>Here we go again</title><content type='html'>Survived another wave of layoffs, which is nice and all, but I dread seeing what my workplace will become over the next few weeks. They're not saying, yet, but I suspect big changes (besides these) are coming. I'm a little worried...oh well. If the worst finally happens, I'll be all right. For now, I've got a job, so that's good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-1914389379436382085?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/1914389379436382085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=1914389379436382085' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/1914389379436382085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/1914389379436382085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/07/here-we-go-again.html' title='Here we go again'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-6533372466239297062</id><published>2008-07-28T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T18:05:36.570-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy monday'/><title type='text'>Best damn dog ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sonya/2573636445/" title="Cat              dog              cat by sonyaseattle, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3035/2573636445_da5c2d1588.jpg" width="415" height="500" alt="Cat              dog              cat" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of a big day for us – since Mina has been recovering well from her back injury, and since she's been advised by her medical professional to avoid too many stairs, we decided to let her go free-range this week for the first time while we're at work. We had done a test run on Saturday evening, staying out for hours seeing Big Bad Voodoo Daddy at Marymoor Park. She did fine at home, so today was the big day: dog alone at home, with the run of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming home from work, I was worried that she might have chewed up a pillow or two, eaten all the cats' food (or the cats themselves), or maybe unrolled the toilet paper...but to my joy, she'd done none of those things! As far as I can tell, all she chewed on was her approved Little Faceless Bear and Little Squeaky Lamb, and various Stinky Bones which reside around the house. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's enough to almost make me forget that there will probably be massive layoffs at work tomorrow. Ah well...if it's me, I will be a stay-at-home dog mom for a while. I can deal with that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-6533372466239297062?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/6533372466239297062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=6533372466239297062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/6533372466239297062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/6533372466239297062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/07/best-damn-dog-ever.html' title='Best damn dog ever'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3035/2573636445_da5c2d1588_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-1765498054665631799</id><published>2008-07-24T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T07:00:30.836-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoreline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='afrodisiacs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recovery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>Summertime; the livin' is more or less easy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SIiKqwsDibI/AAAAAAAAAI8/SZBoMraEVAQ/s1600-h/Summerfest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SIiKqwsDibI/AAAAAAAAAI8/SZBoMraEVAQ/s400/Summerfest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226579834792282546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mina has now had about a week of restricted activity, and she really seems to be improving. She's still tentative when she sits and lays down, and walks a little slowly (especially on the steps leading to the back yard) but she's definitely better. She's restless a lot, poor pup, and probably wishing for at least some of her usual exercise. But we're trying to be good parents and keep her rested as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night after work we walked down to the park for Shoreline's concert and celebration, amusingly titled "Swingin' Summer Eve." Sounds like a feminine hygene product, but it was actually a cute and fun little event; a great disco/70s cover band called "The Afrodisiacs" played, there were those big bouncy inflatable things for the kids, and a hot dog stand run by the local fire department. Lots of people brought dogs, so we were sad Mina couldn't have come, but it was still a good time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-1765498054665631799?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/1765498054665631799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=1765498054665631799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/1765498054665631799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/1765498054665631799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/07/summertime-livin-is-more-or-less-easy.html' title='Summertime; the livin&apos; is more or less easy'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SIiKqwsDibI/AAAAAAAAAI8/SZBoMraEVAQ/s72-c/Summerfest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-2319287565788331486</id><published>2008-07-20T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T13:56:37.825-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ivdd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theraputic art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='injury'/><title type='text'>Tough time for a smallish dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sonya/2686787220/" title="Country dog in the city by sonyaseattle, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3016/2686787220_82cbd32461.jpg" width="500" height="351" alt="Country dog in the city" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day three, and the poor pup is living the crate life. She can come out for potty time; when she stands up, she cries a little, so we can tell that she's still having pain from her injury. It's hard to get her to eat or drink anything; she sleeps a lot, or lays there with her eyes open. In the morning, I have to persuade her to get up at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did take her outside a bit yesterday and today, guiding her slowly down the stairs to the back yard. She perked up a bit at being in her favorite place, and ate some grass and drank some water, and took care of her bathroom needs. But when we brought her in, she headed right back to her crate. I'm not sure if the drugs are doping her up or if she's just pained and sad. It's hard, hard, hard to see her like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had started this collage/pastels experiment before all of this happened, so I decided to finish today while the house is so quiet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-2319287565788331486?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/2319287565788331486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=2319287565788331486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/2319287565788331486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/2319287565788331486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/07/tough-time-for-smallish-dog.html' title='Tough time for a smallish dog'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3016/2686787220_82cbd32461_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-8021111221839895462</id><published>2008-07-18T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T11:32:55.513-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ivdd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog dogpark mina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confinement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vertebrae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vet'/><title type='text'>Uh-oh (We learn about Intervertebral Disc Disease)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SIDfDdbUF9I/AAAAAAAAAI0/4W_IV4ePhCU/s1600-h/ivd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SIDfDdbUF9I/AAAAAAAAAI0/4W_IV4ePhCU/s320/ivd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224420818281568210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've had our first serious medical problem with Mina, and it has to do with her long back and Dachshund heritge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was fine yesterday when we left for work, but when I got home she wasn't as excited as she usually is; she seemed lethargic and had trouble coming up the stairs. I was a little concerned, but when we went for our walk she seemed ok; a little slower than normal but she kept up, and even pulled ahead as she likes to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But over the rest of evening she started showing signs of discomfort; she would whine when getting up from her bed, and finally just went and laid in her bed in the bedroom, before bedtime, which was very unusual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the night she started panting, and she was shaking. I tried to make her comfortable... At this point we thought she must have eaten something bad. She cried a little when she sat, and had to ease herself down to lay down. When we got up at 6 am this morning, she was still panting and clearly in distress, so we took her to the emergency vet right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The vet noticed a reaction she had as soon as a spot on her back was touched; she yelped and pulled away in pain. We hadn't seen her do this yesterday, so possibly the aggravation had gotten worse.  He determined that she is probably suffering from an inflammation caused by a vertebrae protruding into her spinal column: a symptom of Intervertebral Disc Disease, very common in dachshunds and their relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, she's not as bad as she could be; she can move her back legs fine, and after taking some medication, seems to be in much less pain. Still, the vet said that she has to stay in her crate "23 and a half hours a day" for two weeks, and be let out only to potty. If we can keep her quiet and it heals well, it is less likely to re-injure some time in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After this she won't be able to jump up on the bed or furniture ever again. I'll really miss cuddling on the couch with my pup, and seeing her "go get daddy!" by bouncing onto him in bed early in the morning. And she's going to hate being confined to her crate for so long, poor thing. She loves her walks. It will take a while, after all that inactivity, for her to get back to normal, so we're probably looking at another two weeks after she's allowed to start exercising again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I know it will take a while but I believe she'll be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Graphic is copyright Hills P&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;et Nutrition, from the Atlas of    Veterinary Clinical Anatomy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-8021111221839895462?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/8021111221839895462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=8021111221839895462' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/8021111221839895462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/8021111221839895462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/07/uh-oh-we-learn-about-intervertebral.html' title='Uh-oh (We learn about Intervertebral Disc Disease)'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SIDfDdbUF9I/AAAAAAAAAI0/4W_IV4ePhCU/s72-c/ivd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-1501651637187711276</id><published>2008-07-15T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T07:11:42.560-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoreline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shorelinewa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ronaldbog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Neighborhoods, communities and the internet</title><content type='html'>As much as I am interested in, and participate in, various online communities, I often feel that they're a sort of vague, unreal part of my overall world. There are purportedly people out there, on their computers, who are interested in some of the same things I'm interested in, but they don't feel "real" sometimes. It's just words on a screen; for all I know, it could be a very advanced piece of software that someone has written to emulate a whole community and I am the only real member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, of course I know that isn't true, but that sort of feeling has always led me to wonder if there aren't online communities that cross over into real life groups. One group we all fall into is the city where we live, so I searched online for a social network tie-in of some kind to my city, Shoreline, WA. There are Facebook "neighborhoods" that sort of fit the bill, but they only seem to serve as  marker that yes, you live in a certain place, and there's no interaction based on that fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did finally make an interesting discovery in a corner of the web: a &lt;a href="http://ronaldbog.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog called "Ronald Bog"&lt;/a&gt; (the name of our local mini-lake, I guess you'd call it). It's a blog about Shoreline, and I was happy to find that it covered the kinds of things I like to know about my town: what's going on, what's that new building on the corner going to be, what are the restaurants everyone likes or doesn't - that kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutting out the lengthy middle of this story, I ended up becoming a co-author of the blog. Right now, it's a pretty low-traffic site. The blog's owner and I are trying to think of ways to promote it, and get more of our fellow Shoreliners (Shorelinians?) to come and participate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I envision that people in the area will exchange ideas and thoughts about everything from local government to where the best sushi can be had. I'm thinking about ways to get more people here in Shoreline involved (and would love any suggestions!) and will be writing articles on the things I think are interesting about my town. And I'll probably still keep writing posts here about the dog- can cat-owning life and what I've managed to draw in my free time, and other stuff of interest to pretty much just me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-1501651637187711276?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/1501651637187711276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=1501651637187711276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/1501651637187711276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/1501651637187711276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/07/neighborhoods-communities-and-internet.html' title='Neighborhoods, communities and the internet'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-2932976455300721251</id><published>2008-07-06T09:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T09:53:57.668-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wine'/><title type='text'>Happy 10 years!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SHD4l-dz_XI/AAAAAAAAAH0/gy612AqCFX0/s1600-h/Me%2BMina+7-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SHD4l-dz_XI/AAAAAAAAAH0/gy612AqCFX0/s400/Me%2BMina+7-08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219945299429293426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a little celebration last night for our ten year anniversary of owning this house. Friends came over and we enjoyed crab, hamburgers and chicken from the grill, and several 1998 wines. Afterwards, we got out some of the liqueurs we made last year and had forgotten about; they were all much better than the last time we'd tasted them! The cinnamon, apple and blueberry were particularly good. Our faux Aquavit was even much improved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is going to be a lazy day, after a day of cleaning yesterday, and I have a painting in progress that I really want to work on. It looks like it's going to be a little cloudy, so I won't feel too bad about staying indoors for some of the day. And there are tons of dishes to do after last night, so we'd better resign ourselves to getting some work done in the house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-2932976455300721251?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/2932976455300721251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=2932976455300721251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/2932976455300721251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/2932976455300721251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-10-years.html' title='Happy 10 years!'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SHD4l-dz_XI/AAAAAAAAAH0/gy612AqCFX0/s72-c/Me%2BMina+7-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-4092349873954326746</id><published>2008-07-04T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T20:49:43.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summertime</title><content type='html'>So it was pretty hot last week...we felt sorry for our little black and tan pup and decided we would get her a little wading pool to splash in on summer days. Here's how her first day with the pool went!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ad453afe1779d295" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dad453afe1779d295%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330284574%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1298791732846EF10E9D0FB51FCD9626601EF82E.446D4AC71B82C5194B12211D1FD6643849473F5F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dad453afe1779d295%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0XjuQ0UYp3HIMg6ebj_cuGztzTU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dad453afe1779d295%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330284574%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1298791732846EF10E9D0FB51FCD9626601EF82E.446D4AC71B82C5194B12211D1FD6643849473F5F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dad453afe1779d295%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0XjuQ0UYp3HIMg6ebj_cuGztzTU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-4092349873954326746?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ad453afe1779d295&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/4092349873954326746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=4092349873954326746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/4092349873954326746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/4092349873954326746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/07/summertime.html' title='Summertime'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-2285096804915972547</id><published>2008-07-01T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T22:34:45.597-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edmonds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogpark'/><title type='text'>Dog park drama</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SGsTaGXBcNI/AAAAAAAAAHU/IVVRM2ijz88/s1600-h/wet+beach+dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SGsTaGXBcNI/AAAAAAAAAHU/IVVRM2ijz88/s400/wet+beach+dog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218285932343554258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been loving this wonderful weather. We took Mina to the Edmonds off-leash park agin last weekend, and had quite a good time. There was a strange incident, though; as we were coming in, a dog fight broke out between the double gates leading into the park. We were still too far off to see all the details, but one of the dogs' owners went into the park, and the other, a strained-looking woman, was sitting on the ground between the gates. I asked if she was all right, and she said she'd be ok, so we waited a few minutes and then went on into the off-leash area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got in, the tide was coming in, so the waves were higher than they'd been the first time Mina visited; it took her a while to get used to the more forceful water washing over her. While we were luring her into the waves with her beloved squeaky balls, a pair of big dogs, and one little white dog, seemed to be out of control in our area. The little dog approached other dogs of every size aggressively, and the bigger ones pushed in to where we were playing and just barked and barked at poor Mina, right in her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bully dogs' owner turned out to be the same woman who'd had the encounter at the gates. She sat far back from the water, tepidly calling her dogs now and then (they didn't really listen). I noticed that the woman who had been sitting on the ground was now talking to the bad dogs' owner; she had some notepaper and seemed to be getting contact information. We speculated that she might have been hurt in the fray earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kept trying to play, and Mina was joined by a sweet little corgi named Wally and his owner, so we threw balls for both pups, even though the corgi couldn't go very deep. But the big dogs kept pushing in and barking at both little dogs, until finally I went up the beach and asked if the woman could please control her dogs. She finally leashed them all up and left the park, to the relief of several other dog owners. We couldn't believe how blasé she was about letting her unruly dogs pick fights with other pups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we all had a much better time; Mina made several new friends, donated one of her squeaky balls to a big friendly mutt named Cooper, and got just soaking wet, as always. She was exhausted in another hour or so of running, so we bundled her up and headed out. As we were leaving, we saw the injured woman talking to an Edmonds police officer at his car. I stopped by to see if she was doing ok, and whether she needed any collaboration regarding the rude woman and her dogs. She said she was fine; she'd re-injured herself, she said, but would be ok. They didn't need us to hang around, so we left. It really was a nice day, despite all the drama. Mina loves the water and on a hot day, it's just the thing for a little black dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We haven't made much progress on finishing the front and back doors, though. What can I say? When it's nice out, we just want to hang out in the sun. But we'll have the upcoming long weekend to put on the last coat of varnish, and we can schedule to get these things installed. Finally! I don't regret playing a bit, anyway. It's finally summer, after such a long, cold spring!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-2285096804915972547?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/2285096804915972547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=2285096804915972547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/2285096804915972547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/2285096804915972547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/07/dog-park-drama.html' title='Dog park drama'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SGsTaGXBcNI/AAAAAAAAAHU/IVVRM2ijz88/s72-c/wet+beach+dog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-6809581280838407566</id><published>2008-06-22T18:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T18:55:37.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, they can coexist!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sonya/2602047913/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3019/2602047913_5f448f23f0_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 0px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sonya/2602047913/"&gt;Yes, they can coexist!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/sonya/"&gt;sonyaseattle&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was SO worried about how she'd do with the cats. Would she chase them mercilessly? Eat them when we weren't looking? Would they hide under the bed and never come out? Stop eating? Pee on our clothes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, none of those things have happened. We've been continuously surprised by how mellow and gentle this sweet dog is. And how the cats have grown to accept her. This is just how I hoped it would be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-6809581280838407566?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/6809581280838407566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=6809581280838407566' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/6809581280838407566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/6809581280838407566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/06/yes-they-can-coexist.html' title='Yes, they can coexist!'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3019/2602047913_5f448f23f0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-3202887770572756922</id><published>2008-06-19T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T16:35:05.025-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogpark northacres seattle mina mini'/><title type='text'>Northacres Offleash Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SFrs_KJRb0I/AAAAAAAAAG4/GAT-y_Aql9k/s1600-h/mina+offleash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SFrs_KJRb0I/AAAAAAAAAG4/GAT-y_Aql9k/s400/mina+offleash.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213740088433930050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did some work at home today, and finishing, found I had some free time (well, ok, I should probably have done the dishes or cleaned my office, but hey! Free time!) and so took the puppers to the &lt;a href="http://www.coladog.org/olas/northacres.html"&gt;Northacres offleash dog park&lt;/a&gt;. It's the closest to our house, so I thought we'd check it out. Our verdict: two paws up (out of four).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plusses are: it's close, it's very wooded, there are trails that wind around the smallish area, and there are double gates and a water tap. Negatives: it seems quite small, and it's right off the highway, so in areas it's very loud. The car noise didn't bother Mina too much, I think, and she did pretty well with the other dogs there, until one boistrous fellow decided that she wasn't fun enough, or something, and got agressive. But most of the visit wasn't bad. I brought three of her favorite squeaky tennis balls, and left with two, thanks to a very drooly large yellow lab named Marley, whose owner, smoking a cigarette as he tromped after his bouncing dog, looked hung over and perplexed the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we took off after about an hour. I'm sad to say that poor Mina does not care for the Mini. She likes my hubby's car all right, but in the Mini she just pants nervously and shifts around in the seat. I suppose it could be because it's more confined, and there's more road noise...but I wish she would be the head-out-the-window enthusiastic doggie that...well, that I would be if I were a dog in a Mini! Ah, anthroporphization. My downfall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good day, overall; I got my work done and played a bit, and have a tired pup to show for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-3202887770572756922?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/3202887770572756922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=3202887770572756922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/3202887770572756922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/3202887770572756922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/06/northacres-offleash-park.html' title='Northacres Offleash Park'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SFrs_KJRb0I/AAAAAAAAAG4/GAT-y_Aql9k/s72-c/mina+offleash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-3195870088451626691</id><published>2008-06-15T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T16:15:52.732-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fruit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vegetables'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogpark'/><title type='text'>Best dog day ever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SFWhUF7HTRI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a9ImIA56MBs/s1600-h/Dogpark+beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SFWhUF7HTRI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a9ImIA56MBs/s400/Dogpark+beach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212249510310792466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sunny Sunday - we took the pup to the &lt;a href="http://www.olae.org/"&gt;Edmonds off-leash dog park&lt;/a&gt;. I have to say, this beach is so much nicer than the Magnusson off-leash area that adjoins the water. It was less crowded, and the stretch of beach is long enough that every dog or group of dogs can have a section to itself. Mina just loved going out into the surf to fetch a stick or ball, and all the other dogs were friendly and well-behaved. We had an absolutely wonderful time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a rinse of fresh water and a quick drying-off, we dropped Mina off at home and drove out to Redhook for a beer and lunch. The place was packed, and we had to wait forever for our food. But sitting in the sun with a Redhook porter made it all fairly bearable. Then we drove home with a stop at the &lt;a href="http://www.yakimafruitmarket.com/"&gt;Yakima Fruitstand&lt;/a&gt; in Bothell, and picked up a bunch of fresh fruit and veggies. I love that place! Rainier cherries are around $4 a pound there; nearly half what you'd pay at the store! In fact, everything came out to around half price...we left with a trunk full of melons, peaches, lettuce, onions...a week's worth of fruit and veg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great day, over all, and we're all SO glad that the sun has finally returned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SFWiVZgxe-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/TChYqYHwqJA/s1600-h/Dried+off.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SFWiVZgxe-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/TChYqYHwqJA/s320/Dried+off.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212250632260516834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-3195870088451626691?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/3195870088451626691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=3195870088451626691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/3195870088451626691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/3195870088451626691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/06/best-dog-day-ever.html' title='Best dog day ever!'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SFWhUF7HTRI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a9ImIA56MBs/s72-c/Dogpark+beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-8262622082160440094</id><published>2008-06-11T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T18:53:49.149-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mina dog training rollover good dog'/><title type='text'>Mina, roll over!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SFCBjNUS2cI/AAAAAAAAAGc/vLcsq1fkg3Q/s1600-h/mina+down.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SFCBjNUS2cI/AAAAAAAAAGc/vLcsq1fkg3Q/s320/mina+down.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210807210737850818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tired of teaching Mina just the things we learn in obedience class; they're practical, but I wanted her to do some fun stuff, too! I started with "shake" - quite easy, and she does it even in stressful situations. It's cute, too. Teaching "roll over" was harder...but she got it! She actually got it to the point that when I'm practicing with her, she gets all excited and thinks that all I want is for her to roll over now. I say "down!" and she spins over like she's on a spit. Also very cute. 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We decided to teach Mina that anything in the bowl of the Cat God statue (as we've now named it) is LEAVE IT. So she will sit and stare at the wonderful, forbidden fruit that is the squeaky balls, and it looks like she's worshiping the cat god. Quite entertaining, and good "leave it" practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also trying to teach her to roll over, but that's taking a while. She has actually done it without being physically pushed along, which is progress. No worries, lots of treats and praise follow the rolling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-6149583004116443210?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/6149583004116443210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=6149583004116443210' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/6149583004116443210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/6149583004116443210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/06/all-hail-cat-god.html' title='All hail the Cat God'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SEYh4X5B-AI/AAAAAAAAAGU/lWfTwwBRLiM/s72-c/CatGod.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-8507406313889559137</id><published>2008-06-02T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T18:12:28.662-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog dogpark mina'/><title type='text'>One of the funniest things I've ever seen...</title><content type='html'>...is Mina with a squeaky tennis ball (her most favorite thing) in her mouth, trying to figure out how to eat a treat off the ground without dropping the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SESZmn5B9_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/8k8ilIPyrCY/s1600-h/Dogpark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SESZmn5B9_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/8k8ilIPyrCY/s320/Dogpark.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207455957969401842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our first trip to an off-leash dog park on Sunday. We went to &lt;a href="http://www.seattle.gov/parks/offleash_detail.asp?id=398"&gt;Magnusson Park&lt;/a&gt;, and first we visited the "Small and Shy Dogs" area, Mina being mid-sized and shy. It went pretty well until a very cranky Corgi tried to engage her in a fight, and she just ran off with her tail between her legs, poor girl. It was hard to convince her to "go play!" after that. So we walked around a bit, and ended up at the beach area. The dogs there were so loud and barky and excited that she wouldn't go near them. Maybe next time. We may also try the Edmonds off-leash area I've heard about. I am told that it won't be long before she's running and playing with the other pups; she just has to get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all other ways, Life With Dog is starting to even out. She sleeps peacefully through the night, stays in her new area - our workroom, in the basement - with no complaints or bad chewing, and is a general joy to be with. And like in the example above with the tennis balls, I love to see her &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think.&lt;/span&gt; It's very different from cats; you can almost watch as she tries to solve puzzles or come to terms with new situations. Sometimes I'll do something just to confuse her, like hiding a ball and a treat behind my back to see which she wants most (the ball!). She's becoming the sweet companion I always wanted, my good pup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-8507406313889559137?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/8507406313889559137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=8507406313889559137' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/8507406313889559137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/8507406313889559137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/06/one-of-funniest-things-ive-ever-seen.html' title='One of the funniest things I&apos;ve ever seen...'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/SESZmn5B9_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/8k8ilIPyrCY/s72-c/Dogpark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-2801564664675247723</id><published>2008-05-24T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T15:51:19.118-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://www.blogger.com/img/gl.link.gif'/><title type='text'>Dog Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sonya/2470252368/" title="Whut? by sonyaseattle, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3217/2470252368_e797a765c2.jpg" alt="Whut?" height="500" width="438" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three weeks into owning our first dog...and today, finally, I have time to write a little about it! I don't want to piss off anyone by making comparisons to child-raising, but I can see why people with kids never seem to have any extra time...even this mutt is taking up most of my free time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's been great, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We adopted Mina from &lt;a href="http://www.gingerspetrescue.org/"&gt;Ginger Luke's dog rescue&lt;/a&gt;, here in Seattle. I had been wanting a dog for...well, for my whole life. When I was a little kid, I would draw endless pictures of dogs. I have watched the Westminster dog show every year for decades. I know far too much about the different breeds (mostly from the charming commentary during Westminster). I watch Cesar Milan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, late in April we finally got the gate put in that finished our fence; we had a fully fenced yard and I started searching &lt;a href="http://www.petfinder.com/"&gt;Petfinder&lt;/a&gt; and Craigslist for adoptable dogs. After reading hundreds of ads, I finally sent emails directly to the local rescue organizations I knew of, including Ginger Luke. Shortly, I got an email from a gal telling me that she was fostering a dog that met my requirements: friendly with cats, not too big, not too small, and old enough to be housetrained. We went to visit Mina on the first weekend in May, and I fell in love at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We brought her home, introduced her to the house and cats...and began a perilous adventure. I had NO idea how much time and mental energy this was going to involve! Yes, I was prepared for the twice-daily walks. I knew we'd have to be good pack leaders and be cautious to make sure the cats didn't feel too displaced. But I didn't realize that I would spend much of every day thinking about the dog, worrying about the dog, discussing the dog with my husband and other people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That first week was rough. I came home from work every day at lunch to make sure she was ok. The second week we had her, we had vacation and so spent most of the days taking turns making sure she didn't do anything "bad" - no chasing cats, no chewing things that must not be chewed, etc. She was pretty good, but getting up at 6 am or earlier, and having trouble sleeping at night for worrying started to make me a little crazy. I fell apart a couple of times, crying; was this the right thing? Why did she bark at the neighbors every time she saw them? Why did she pull on the leash all during her walk? Why wouldn't she stop staring at the cats? Did she want to eat them? Did she poop already today? Does it matter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third week went better. Her first day alone all day...and she lived! And didn't potty in the house! And she lived through the second and third days...finally, it's the end of the week and we're happy to have a nice, long Memorial day weekend. We're not constantly wondering where the dog is, what she's doing, and where the cats are and whether their little feelings are hurt. Things are starting to sort themselves out. We still get up at 6 am on work days, but there's something pleasant about walking through the quiet neighborhood streets that early. And I've started to lose weight from walking 3 to 4 miles a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've also been taking her to obedience classes, which are working out pretty well. She's not the most comfortable around other dogs; she tends to growl if they get too close. But we have to socialize her so she feels more at ease with dogs and people. We took her to Greenlake one day on our vacation, and she went in the lake a little, for what I'm sure was the first time ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been interesting, and I'm sure it will continue to be so. I'll let you know. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-2801564664675247723?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/2801564664675247723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=2801564664675247723' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/2801564664675247723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/2801564664675247723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/05/dog-life.html' title='Dog Life'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3217/2470252368_e797a765c2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-8533518817003923678</id><published>2008-03-30T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T09:28:27.913-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='victoria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscellaneous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fence'/><title type='text'>Sorry!</title><content type='html'>It's been a while, hasn't it? I was lax about updating the old blog for a long time, but then have had two people tell me, recently, that they actually do check in here to see what I'm up to. Honestly, there hasn't been all that much going on this month, but we have been up to a few things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in March, &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sonya/sets/72157604045657319/"&gt;we took the Clipper up to Victoria for a long weekend,&lt;/a&gt; to celebrate our 15th anniversary. Yes, we've been married fifteen years...it amazes even me sometimes. I've gotta say, even after that long, my husband is still my best friend, and if anything, I love the guy more now than ever before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time there; we stayed at the Empress, and of course had High Tea there. We ate dinner there one evening too - a wonderful, wonderful meal in a truly gorgeous setting. And we spent plenty of time tromping around the city, trying various beers, doing some shopping, and - my FAVORITE thing - we visited the Victoria Bug Zoo! They let you hold all kinds of interesting insects and critters; here's me holding an Australian Whip Scorpion. No worries; these aren't deadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sonya/2309806500/" title="Me and scorpion by sonyaseattle, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2027/2309806500_fc217e2fb0.jpg" alt="Me and scorpion" height="375" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of March has been fairly uneventful. I finished the class I was taking, and have signed up for another for Spring quarter; this time a photography class. Should be interesting. I'm also teaching Intro to InDesign at the School of Visual Concepts again, starting in April. I haven't been as diligent as I'd like as far as drawing and painting, but I did do a couple of pastel sketches of animals on this quiet Sunday afternoon. Here's a surly tree porcupine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sonya/2374784923/" title="Por que? by sonyaseattle, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2089/2374784923_e6184771d1.jpg" alt="Por que?" height="343" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it; I'm still employed, for those who know that my employer was recently going through some changes. In fact, I have been doing a few illustrations for them, too. It's remotely possible that you'll have seen some of them online, and some in papers around the country...here's one example (I did get permission to use these as portfolio pieces).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/R_BCHgAFycI/AAAAAAAAAFc/VgRY6fLFRn4/s1600-h/Workerbee-s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/R_BCHgAFycI/AAAAAAAAAFc/VgRY6fLFRn4/s400/Workerbee-s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183715867720272322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I did the drink, the little bee, and the honey-dripper as separate pieces, and a designer assembled the whole piece. This, I think, was a billboard. I have very little idea of where most of these ended up; I just brought them the drawings and they did whatever with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the little bee close up; I like how he turned out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/R_BDEgAFyeI/AAAAAAAAAFs/6sQ5PFrc178/s1600-h/bee+profile-Final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/R_BDEgAFyeI/AAAAAAAAAFs/6sQ5PFrc178/s400/bee+profile-Final.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183716915692292578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I did several other little bees, and they may eventually end up being used somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very fun doing illustrations for something "real," if you know what I mean. I should be doing some more soon, I'm told. I also did some that I don't think I can show yet, as the promotion isn't public. But I'll try to as soon as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, things have been pretty good. Ah, another thing: we're having the last portion of our fence around the back yard finished in April: a gate that will provide us a totally fenced-in yard. And you know what that means! I'm hoping to adopt a dog some time soon after that. We want a young dog that's all right with cats, of course, and who won't bark or dig big holes in the garden. We plan to give him or her as much exercise, attention and training as we possibly can...I've been watching The Dog Whisperer and reading training books in preparation. I've wanted a dog since...well, for most of my adult life, and finally it looks likely. I'll post more when it happens. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it, friends! Keep in touch, and I'll try to do better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EDITED 1/17/09: Hi there! I've noticed that a LOT of people come to this page, and I think it's because they found this image (Bee Profile Final.jpg, above) on Google Image Search. I'm really curious what you were really looking for when you came here...can someone please email me and let me know? Most of the hits seem to come from Asia and the Middle East, so you may not be able to read this, but if you can, please email and let me know what you find interesting about my little bee! I'm super curious! Thanks! Email is:  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sonyaseattle -at- yahoo -dot- com. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Or leave me a comment. Thanks!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-8533518817003923678?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/8533518817003923678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=8533518817003923678' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/8533518817003923678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/8533518817003923678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/03/sorry.html' title='Sorry!'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2027/2309806500_fc217e2fb0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-5200322377545824230</id><published>2008-02-17T12:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T12:12:24.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sammamish river walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sonya/2272339034/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2279/2272339034_6c3481d1ff_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 0px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sonya/2272339034/"&gt;Sammamish river&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/sonya/"&gt;sonyaseattle&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yesterday was a great day for a walk; we went to Redmond and walked a few miles on the Sammamish river trail. Today, it's actually sunny, so I think a little yard work might get done...maybe our poor dirty cars will get washed.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-5200322377545824230?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/5200322377545824230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=5200322377545824230' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/5200322377545824230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/5200322377545824230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/02/sammamish-river-walk.html' title='Sammamish river walk'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2279/2272339034_6c3481d1ff_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-5153199854877817366</id><published>2008-02-09T15:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T15:06:39.664-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caucus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='democrat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='democracy'/><title type='text'>Caucus!</title><content type='html'>Brett and I just got back from our precinct Democratic caucus, and we're very glad to have gone! It was a good experience; many people coming together to support the same party, even if they supported different candidates. I acted as secretary (no one else volunteered, and I figured I could sit and write), and both Brett and I volunteered to be alternate delegates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to meet people in our neighborhood area, all for the first time, under these conditions. I feel like a part of something good, and a part of history, because I do believe we will be making history with this coming election.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-5153199854877817366?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/5153199854877817366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=5153199854877817366' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/5153199854877817366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/5153199854877817366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/02/caucus.html' title='Caucus!'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-5746972588212831148</id><published>2008-02-02T11:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T11:43:33.406-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rules'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corita kent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawing'/><title type='text'>Good rules</title><content type='html'>Just saw this while reading feeds, and thought it was one of the best sets of personal rules I've ever read. These are from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Corita_Kent"&gt;Corita Kent&lt;/a&gt;, an artist and nun(!). I thought I'd share these thoughts here to help me remember them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Find a place you trust and then try trusting it for a while.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;General duties of a student: pull everything out of your teacher, pull everything out of your fellow students.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;General duties of a teacher: pull everything out of your students.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Consider everything an experiment.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be self-disciplined. This means finding someone wise or smart and choosing to follow them. To be disciplined is to follow in a good way. To be self-disciplined is to follow in a better way.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nothing is a mistake. There is no win and no fail. There is only make.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The only rule is work.&lt;/strong&gt; If you work it will lead to something. It’s the people who do all of the work all the time who eventually catch on to things.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don’t try to create and analyze at the same time. They’re different processes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be happy whenever you can manage it. Enjoy yourself. It’s lighter than you think.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;“We’re breaking all of the rules. Even our own rules. And how do we do that? By leaving plenty of room for X quantities.” - John Cage.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt; &lt;p&gt;Helpful hints: Always be around. Come or go to everything always. Go to classes. Read anything you can get your hands on. Look at movies carefully often. Save everything, it might come in handy later.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Aren't those perfect? I think I'll print them out and hang them in my workspace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, the sun is shining (but it's still pretty chilly out). I have more drawing assignments to complete for work, but I'm perfectly happy to have them. I'm very excited to see how they use all these in the ad campaign, and will post them as soon as I can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-5746972588212831148?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/5746972588212831148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=5746972588212831148' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/5746972588212831148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/5746972588212831148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/02/good-rules.html' title='Good rules'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-1967884371114126774</id><published>2008-01-31T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T16:08:29.140-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='42'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thing-a-day'/><title type='text'>Good day, birthday, thing-a-day</title><content type='html'>Well, tomorrow I turn 42. That means, I believe, that I will receive the ultimate answer to Life, The Universe, and Everything. Right? Right? No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I actually feel good about another b-day rolling around, and I'm having an especially good pre-b-day. I'm working from home today, doing several illustrations for the advertising team at work. This is the first time I've ever done this...and let me tell you, I like it. I could get used to this (though who knows if or when I'll be able to do it again). I though being at home would be too distracting to work, but in reality, I spend more time working here. I feel guilty if I stop and look outside or something. So I've gotten a good amount done, which has been nice. I'll be excited when I can post some of the work I've done, but I don't know yet when it's all going to be out there...I can say this, though: there will actually be billboards in this country that have my drawings on them. Strange! And cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, someone from work sent out a link to this site: http://www.thing-a-day.com/ - &lt;a href="http://www.thing-a-day.com/"&gt;Thing-A-Day&lt;/a&gt;. The idea is that for the month of February, you create some&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thing&lt;/span&gt; every day. Presumably you post it on their Wordpress blog, but I'll probably just post mine here. It seems like a great way to keep motivated (and a hell of a lot easier than &lt;a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org/"&gt;NaNoWriMo&lt;/a&gt;!). So try it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it - back to work! Oh weird - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to do work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-1967884371114126774?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/1967884371114126774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=1967884371114126774' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/1967884371114126774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/1967884371114126774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/01/good-day-birthday-thing-day.html' title='Good day, birthday, thing-a-day'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-3311560960067791111</id><published>2008-01-20T17:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T17:50:22.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A pleasant weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sonya/2208184464/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2011/2208184464_209f32ae7f_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 0px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sonya/2208184464/"&gt;Neuschwanstein pastel in progress&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/sonya/"&gt;sonyaseattle&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I spent some time working on this pastel on Saturday, and it was wonderful and relaxing, since I don't have any homework, or class prep, to finish this weekend. I'd put this aside for a long time, so I was really happy to get back to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Steve and I went to see Cloverfield, at my suggestion. I can't resist a viral marketing campaign, it would seem. The movie was good enough, but I'm still waiting for a really, really scary movie to come along. I had heard such outstanding reviews of this JJ Abrams project that I saw it opening weekend...and while I enjoyed it, I don't think it lived up to the hype. Still, not a bad way to spend some time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Monday is MLK day, so no teaching that evening. But of course, it's not a work holiday for me either. Ah well.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-3311560960067791111?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/3311560960067791111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=3311560960067791111' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/3311560960067791111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/3311560960067791111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/01/pleasant-weekend.html' title='A pleasant weekend'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2011/2208184464_209f32ae7f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-8987197286619234925</id><published>2008-01-17T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T20:39:03.822-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='svc'/><title type='text'>2008: So far, so good</title><content type='html'>2008 is still moving along, and I like how it's going so far! Two interesting things to report so far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm teaching the Introduction to Photoshop class at the &lt;a href="http://www.svcseattle.com/"&gt;School of Visual Concepts&lt;/a&gt;, my second class at SVC. We've only had one class so far; because of the MLK holiday, there won't be class next week, but the full five weeks will continue the week after. It's been fun so far; I really enjoyed teaching the Adobe Illustrator class last year, so I was really glad to go back for this one. I get a little nervous before the class starts, but once I get into the flow of it, it's a great experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second, and really exciting thing for me: the advertising group at work has asked me to do a series of illustrations for some ads! This will be the first time my illustration work will be used for publication (except some pro bono work I did a while back). It's a great campaign, and will be featured in some national publications...I'm very, very happy to be part of it! Once a few of the ads come out, I'll post them here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the rest of the year goes this well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-8987197286619234925?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/8987197286619234925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=8987197286619234925' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/8987197286619234925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/8987197286619234925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008-so-far-so-good.html' title='2008: So far, so good'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-8728920939646386380</id><published>2008-01-01T15:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T15:47:45.376-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keep kn keeping on'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scotch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happynewyear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>Happy '08!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/R3rOkRBwcuI/AAAAAAAAADs/lmg2qFuDNNY/s1600-h/Scotch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/R3rOkRBwcuI/AAAAAAAAADs/lmg2qFuDNNY/s320/Scotch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150656246292968162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a large part of how we spent New Years' eve; plenty of good food, good friends, and good beverages. Here you see cheese, bread, eclairs...and scotch! Brett and Aaron had a scotch tasting for all who were interested, and I challenged one and all to no-rules ping pong! It was a fun evening, and great to see several good friends. At midnight, we switched on the TV in time to see zombie Dick Clark announcing the new year (to the horror and amusement of all present. What &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt; to him??).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now it's the next year; another arbitrary date has passed and the winter celebrations are over. I'm looking forward to the days getting longer, and hopefully fewer of the torrential downpours that seem to be the standard winter weather in this climate-changing world. The coming year should be a good one, with any luck. I'm still taking classes towards my degree, and will also be teaching an Introduction to Photoshop class at SVC in January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolutions? Same as always, I guess: make more time for creative endeavors; take care of myself, my family and my home; keep on living the happiest life I can and perhaps make a difference in a few other lives. I don't like to make specific, sweeping resolutions (losing x number of pounds, that kind of thing) because inevitably they lose momentum in a month or so. I don't mind taking a look at my life in general, seeing what I could be doing better, and so on, but that shouldn't be confined just to the new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm happy to be alive in 2008, happy the holidays are over, and thankful for my husband, my job, and my friends. Life is pretty darn good; I hope it is for everyone else, all year long!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-8728920939646386380?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/8728920939646386380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=8728920939646386380' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/8728920939646386380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/8728920939646386380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-08.html' title='Happy &apos;08!'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/R3rOkRBwcuI/AAAAAAAAADs/lmg2qFuDNNY/s72-c/Scotch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-8912896884814382218</id><published>2007-12-25T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T10:30:16.286-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='furniture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Santa's been here!</title><content type='html'>This year for Christmas, we decided to forgo buying each other a lot of gifts, and instead got a few items for our home that we'd been wanting for years. Mainly, we wanted to get rid of our old bedroom furniture. The dressers and headboard we had were the ones my parents bought me when I was around 13 years old...that's some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;old&lt;/span&gt; furniture! It was sturdy but had gotten pretty beaten up. So we headed out to the furniture stores of South Puget Sound, and after some shopping, found a lovely craftsman-style set at Macy's. It was a little more than we wanted to spend, but so nice; we decided that we'd check one more store, then come back and get the set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sonya/2135317423/" title="New bedroom furniture by sonyaseattle, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2237/2135317423_d69032ebfe.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="New bedroom furniture" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That last store was Dania. We've bought a few things from them and always had a good experience. So when we walked in to the Tukwila Dania and saw the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;exact same&lt;/span&gt; bedroom set that we'd already fallen in love with at Macy's, but for hundreds less, we were thrilled! It was so much less that we decided to get a new dining room table, in a matching style, and still spent less than at Macy's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sonya/2136096056/" title="New dining room table. With cats. by sonyaseattle, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2067/2136096056_639bbff96b.jpg" width="500" height="465" alt="New dining room table. With cats." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we spent a few days re-organizing the rooms, and getting ready for New Year's. We're having a few people over, so I'm glad to have things clean and nice. We didn't get a tree this year; time just got away from us, with all of the other things going on, so we decorated our little ficus and strung a few lights at the last minute. Jupiter didn't seem too disappointed with the unconventional tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sonya/2135317371/" title="This year's tree is a little unconventional. by sonyaseattle, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2038/2135317371_859bba800c.jpg" width="499" height="500" alt="This year's tree is a little unconventional." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we'll go visit Brett's mom for a bit – I have to work tomorrow, so we can't stay late – and then, I have to admit, I'm going to be glad Xmas is over. I get very little time off around the holidays, so it's never the magical event I remember as a kid. But we do our best to make it special for each other; really, though, I think we do a pretty good job of making all our time together special. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, happy holidays and happy new year to all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-8912896884814382218?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/8912896884814382218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=8912896884814382218' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/8912896884814382218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/8912896884814382218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2007/12/santas-been-here.html' title='Santa&apos;s been here!'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2237/2135317423_d69032ebfe_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-6423997075791002950</id><published>2007-12-02T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T22:40:53.492-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='printmaking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='woodcut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homework'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prints'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>Two more wood block prints, done</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2181/2082365519_451e3fe885.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2181/2082365519_451e3fe885.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2210/2083149036_4521ce19cc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2210/2083149036_4521ce19cc.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that should be the end of them, for a while. They were fun to do, and I'm not unhappy with how they turned out (the colors here are very bright, unfortunately). But I'm looking forward to getting back to more leisurely projects. I started a pastel painting a week or so ago, and I'm anxious to get back to it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2115/2069666073_03dc811e4e_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2115/2069666073_03dc811e4e_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it should take a good long time, too,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, I may take a break from classes for a quarter. I've committed to teach Introduction to Photoshop at SVC, and may have a lead on teaching a class at the Art Institute...if I feel like I have the time. If not, I may take one class, possibly online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, it's almost Christmas, and sadly, I work every single day of the holiday season except&lt;br /&gt;Christmas day and New Year's Day. At least I'll have weekends free of homework for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well. We did get some snow this weekend! It turned to cold, windy, wet slushiness today, but it was quite pretty for a while there. By the time I venture out again tomorrow morning, it'll probably be a full-bore crap-weather day and traffic will suck. But really, I can't complain; I don't have to spend any time out in it, except the 10-foot walk to my car.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-6423997075791002950?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/6423997075791002950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=6423997075791002950' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/6423997075791002950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/6423997075791002950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2007/12/two-more-wood-block-prints-done.html' title='Two more wood block prints, done'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2181/2082365519_451e3fe885_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-4739910831497707249</id><published>2007-12-01T11:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T11:46:52.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>They speak French there</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ANTDkfkoBaI&amp;rel=1&amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ANTDkfkoBaI&amp;rel=1&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy...this is apparently some chick from American Idol, on a game show that purports to determine if she is smarter than a young child. Guess what - she's not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed a lot watching this, but afterwards, I felt really sad. What did we learn here? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If you're young and blonde and pretty, you get to be on TV! You don't have to be even as smart as a box of sausages, just cute.&lt;br /&gt;2. According to the idiotic host, if she asks a question, yes, it is likely to be stupid.&lt;br /&gt;3. Also according to the host, women aren't interested in anything but their own opinions. Not just her, mind you, but women in general. They only hear what they want. Apparently, this gal is fairly representative of all women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I can't stand to watch much of anything on TV any more. We really are approaching &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Idiocracy"&gt;Idiocracy&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-4739910831497707249?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/4739910831497707249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=4739910831497707249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/4739910831497707249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/4739910831497707249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2007/12/they-speak-french-there.html' title='They speak French there'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-7185844804692405824</id><published>2007-11-27T18:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T18:48:03.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cabela's, madness</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday we went to the new Cabela's store that opened in Lacey, WA. That place...it's crazy! Full of camouflaged people and dead animals, taxidermied to the side of a big fake hill (the people, not the animals). I left feeling sick, because of the crowds and the killing atmosphere and the long drive in the back seat of our friends' car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/sonyaseattle/R0zUlbr-z6I/AAAAAAAAADI/C991ddXP8Zs/cabellas.jpg?imgmax=800" alt="cabellas.jpg" border="0" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Cabela's you can buy such fascinating items as "youth guns" - one in &lt;a href="http://blog.mlive.com/flintjournal/extra/2007/11/pink_guns_on_target_or_misfire.html"&gt;Hello-Kitty pink,&lt;/a&gt; and a &lt;a href="http://www.cabelas.com/cabelas/en/templates/links/link.jsp?id=0050150518032a&amp;amp;type=product&amp;amp;cmCat=Search_Results_NYR&amp;amp;returnPage=search-results1.jsp&amp;amp;QueryText=blood+trail+light&amp;amp;N=4887&amp;amp;Ntk=Products&amp;amp;Ntx=mode+matchall&amp;amp;Nty=1&amp;amp;Ntt=blood+trail+light&amp;amp;noImage=0"&gt;"blood trail light" -&lt;/a&gt; for tracking the drippings of your wounded but not dead game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-7185844804692405824?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/7185844804692405824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=7185844804692405824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/7185844804692405824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/7185844804692405824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2007/11/cabela-madness.html' title='Cabela&amp;#39;s, madness'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-225389926435370821</id><published>2007-11-15T14:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T14:48:31.725-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bald eagle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='librarything'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deadliest catch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dutch harbor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cuecat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sig'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eagle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sig hansen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alaska'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crab'/><title type='text'>Home, and a little time off</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/RzzH8gvmSJI/AAAAAAAAACk/bH1TXG0ZdQU/s1600-h/PenAir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/RzzH8gvmSJI/AAAAAAAAACk/bH1TXG0ZdQU/s320/PenAir.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133197517691177106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it might be a while before I feel like flying again. It's sad: when I was a kid, and later as an adult, I loved to travel. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lived&lt;/span&gt; to travel. After the last couple of airline experiences, I think I'm starting to dread it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were delayed out of Dutch Harbor, and didn't get home until after 1 am. Our luggage didn't make it, and isn't here yet. We are rigorous about traveling with carry-ons only, but for the hop from Dutch to Anchorage, we let them load our bags into cargo - or so we thought. When we got to Anchorage, we were told that luggage had been "bumped" and ours would not be there until the next flight. And, of course, it wasn't there with the next flight. They assured us that when it arrived, it would be delivered to our house. Hmm - it's been over 24 hours since we last saw those bags; wonder if we'll ever see them again? Thanks so much, Alaska Air (and PenAir).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2160/2026976760_dce3cab21f_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2160/2026976760_dce3cab21f_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But otherwise, the visit to Alaska was pretty nice. I saw dozens of nearly-tame bald eagles, a couple of pods of humpback whales, some curious sea lions, and some of the most beautiful scenery imaginable. It never got unpleasantly cold (at least for the gear I brought). And the people were unbelievably friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously: everyone I met there was chatty and nice. I've heard about the so-called "Seattle Freeze" which implies that we Pacific Northwesterners are a little distant...this was like going to the anti-Seattle. It was strange, but strange in a good way. They say that the best part of travel is meeting people, and I felt this to be really true for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2376/2035193926_11fcfeda39_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2376/2035193926_11fcfeda39_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took over three hundred photos, and some of the better ones are viewable on my Flickr stream &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sonya/sets/72157603093594647/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I wasn't able to photograph: we were in close proximity to most of the "Deadliest Catch" captains while we were there, and Brett even got filmed by the crew, as he was assisting with the "fish tickets" for one of the captains. There's a small chance that he'll be in the show when it airs in April. Even if he's not, we should see several of the people he worked with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a big scandal going on in the world of crab fishermen right now: crab icon Sig Hansen has allowed his name and image, and &lt;a href="http://www.fvnorthwestern.com/"&gt;his boat's&lt;/a&gt; name and image, to be used for the packaging of some &lt;a href="http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/html/localnews/2004010523_crabsde13m.html"&gt;King crab that's actually from Russia.&lt;/a&gt; Everyone was talking about it while we were there, and no one was happy. Poor Sig is going to be the black sheep of that industry for a while. Remember, people, crab that only costs $9 a pound is NOT fresh Alaskan Red King. Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I got my &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/CueCat"&gt;CueCat&lt;/a&gt; while we were gone! Do you remember in the late 90s or early 2000s, when they tried to sell these goofy barcode scanners, intending that you'd scan a product label and get more info about it online? Well, for various reasons, the program failed. But the millions of CueCats that were produced are mostly still out there. I bought one from LibraryThing, because they've got their site set up so that with a CueCat, all you have to do is swipe a book's barcode and it will enter it into you library. &lt;a href="http://www.librarything.com/catalog/sonyaseattle"&gt;Here's mine&lt;/a&gt;, as of right now. I'm probably going to try and find some time to enter all of our books (or Brett will) eventually. Tagging them might take a while, but it's still fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-225389926435370821?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/225389926435370821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=225389926435370821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/225389926435370821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/225389926435370821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2007/11/home-and-little-time-off.html' title='Home, and a little time off'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_69Pvx6uuxqU/RzzH8gvmSJI/AAAAAAAAACk/bH1TXG0ZdQU/s72-c/PenAir.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-8038281445286185265</id><published>2007-11-12T17:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T14:56:36.399-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deadliest catch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dutch harbor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time bandit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alaska'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crab'/><title type='text'>This place...it's really something!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2372/2027031554_178d3774d3_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2372/2027031554_178d3774d3_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting in the lobby of the Grand Aleutian, after a tiring day. This morning, I went out for a walk around the loop that encompasses the hotel and surroundings. Crossing the road towards the bay, I saw the breaching fins and tails of several humpback whales in the water! There were two groups, with what looked like two or three whales in each group. I stood there, watching, with my mouth literally hanging open in awe, for several minutes. As I watched, I heard someone behind me yelling, "Do you see the whales?" I turned around, and a woman was waving, running towards me. It turned out that her name was Janice, and she lives here in Dutch Harbor. We started talking, and she asked if I wanted to take a walk around the area. Absolutely! And having a local as companion was ideal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked, and she told me all kinds of interesting stuff about the area. Her husband works for one of the main employers here (as does mine), and they've lived here 15 years or more. She knew most of the people we passed, and waved or stopped to chat with most of them. It was a really pleasant time, walking, taking pictures (which, damn it, I still can't upload.  But they're good!) and chatting. She's incredibly nice, and volunteered to take me on a longer tour of the island tomorrow. So maybe I'll do that; I ran the batteries of my camera down and replaced them, so I'm ready for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2164/2027286206_68e6299d35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2164/2027286206_68e6299d35.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The weather was gorgeous this morning: a low, bright sun that gave everything that perfect yellow light. Then, as we were heading back around 11:30, it started to hail - actually, it was what they call "corn snow" - hard little bits of snow that hurt when they hit your skin. I met up with Brett and a co-worker of his, and we had lunch at "the Galley" - the company-run cafeteria where everyone who works there can eat for free. After we ate, he took me down to the docks where the "Arctic Lady," a crab boat, was unloading its load of red crab. We watched for a while, then went to see the next step in the process: the line where live crabs are cut in half and dropped onto a production line for further processing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm in the hotel lobby, and sitting across from me is at least one crew member of the "Time Bandit" - one of the ships shown regularly on the "Deadliest Catch" tv show. We saw the film crews coming in last night. Janice said that the guy who does the Discovery show "Dirty Jobs" is here too, filming an episode of that show, so I suppose it could have been his crew. In any case, it's been a very interesting day! I hope the weather clears up tomorrow morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-8038281445286185265?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/8038281445286185265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=8038281445286185265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/8038281445286185265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/8038281445286185265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-placeits-really-something.html' title='This place...it&apos;s really something!'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2372/2027031554_178d3774d3_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-4827179754345198008</id><published>2007-11-12T09:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T09:37:58.958-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grand aleutian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dutch harbor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alaska'/><title type='text'>Dutch Harbor, AK - isolated, pretty, a little strange...</title><content type='html'>So we're up in Dutch...to my immense frustration, I can't upload even the smallest JPG, even though I can connect fairly normally in other ways. Yesterday, when we came in, the sun was shining off the tops of the mountains, and it was just incredible. I took nearly a hundred photos before the sun set, and I can't upload any at all! Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are eagles everywhere, just as promised; they sit on rooftops and craggy cliffs, glaring down at the human activities below as if planning a really gory new production of "The Birds." I walked up to a couple sitting on a dumpster and they could not have cared less that I was there. I backed down long before they even thought of turning a yellow eye on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a drink in the bar, and then dinner in the nicer (very expensive) restaurant here at the Grand Aleutian. I had yummy fresh crab, Brett had a steak with crab, and we shared a bottle of wine and a berry-with-vanilla-sauce cakelet dessert. Since we'd gotten up around 4 that morning to leave on our flight, we went to bed early, and slept well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, it's still pitch black at 8:30 am. The sun doesn't rise until 9 or so, and goes down around 5. As we walked out the hotel front door to grab some breakfast at the store next door, we held it open for a camera crew lugging in their gear: I can't imagine that it's anything other than the Deadliest Catch crew - who else would be filming up here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, when the sun finally comes up, I want to walk around the area some more. It's raining a bit now, but who knows; it might get better. I have pretty weather-proof clothes, so I'm not afraid to go out in the cold, windy rain. And if not, I'll hang out here and read or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-4827179754345198008?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/4827179754345198008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=4827179754345198008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/4827179754345198008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/4827179754345198008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2007/11/dutch-harbor-ak-isolated-pretty-little.html' title='Dutch Harbor, AK - isolated, pretty, a little strange...'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-5611367159270288672</id><published>2007-11-11T11:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T12:37:53.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in Anchorage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2229/1971455782_728c9362d5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2229/1971455782_728c9362d5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...at the Chili's, the only restaurant that appears to be available at the airport. And, like smaller airports around the US, there's free wifi - yay! We looked up some Dutch Harbor facts while we ate, and looked at the websites of some of the fishing boats (how strange is it that they have websites at all?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next flight is in a couple of hours, so I'll have time to get another book: I finished nearly 3/4 of what I was reading on the flight over. Hopefully I'll be able to upload some photos when we get to the hotel at Dutch Harbor. It's snowing here; strange to come to a place where everything's white, when it was fairly temperate at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shown here are the little planes that PenAir flies out to Dutch. They're Saab planes, and they are pretty darn small.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-5611367159270288672?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/5611367159270288672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=5611367159270288672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/5611367159270288672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/5611367159270288672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-in-anchorage.html' title='I&amp;#39;m in Anchorage'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2229/1971455782_728c9362d5_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-1568596698170045780</id><published>2007-11-07T22:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T22:47:07.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man...</title><content type='html'>5:00 - Leave work.&lt;br /&gt;6:00 - Arrive at home. Eat a piece of toast.&lt;br /&gt;6:15 - 7:30 - Jazz history homework. The 1960s: Avant-garde jazz and the mainstream.&lt;br /&gt;7:30 - 8:00 - Cook dinner. Tacos!&lt;br /&gt;8:00 - 8:30 - Eat dinner.&lt;br /&gt;8:30 - 10:40 Art class homework. Two-color woodblock reduction print.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-1568596698170045780?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/1568596698170045780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=1568596698170045780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/1568596698170045780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/1568596698170045780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2007/11/man.html' title='Man...'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-6129646172417679338</id><published>2007-11-03T21:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T10:40:15.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing</title><content type='html'>I posted the previous post, "&lt;a href="http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2007/11/findableness.html"&gt;Findableness&lt;/a&gt;," to my Vox blog less than 12 hours ago...and already Google has found it and there's a fourth hit on a search for my maiden name. Amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And, interestingly, I'm one of only 8 hits for the word "findableness"!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-6129646172417679338?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/6129646172417679338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=6129646172417679338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/6129646172417679338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/6129646172417679338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2007/11/amazing.html' title='Amazing'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-7095443876408150782</id><published>2007-11-03T21:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T21:22:42.544-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sonya'/><title type='text'>Findableness</title><content type='html'>I was just reading about a new search engine that's in the works, called "&lt;a href="http://www.powerset.com/"&gt;Powerset&lt;/a&gt;," which led me to &lt;a href="http://blog.powerset.com/2007/7/26/the-tyranny-of-the-common-name"&gt;this blog post&lt;/a&gt; by one of its developers. In it, he mentions that an acquaintance gave him his business card, on which was printed only his first and last name, and nothing else. When the developer asked what his acquaintance's email address was, he said, “Just put my name into any reasonable search engine and my homepage will pop right up.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is interesting. Used to be, companies would list their websites as "http://www.company.com" on advertising materials. Then it became "www.company.com" and then just "company.com." So now, I think most people just go to Google and type in the company name, rather than all those extra characters; I know for a fact, and without trying it, that if I enter "Adidas" into Google, the first result will be the company website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why not have that convenience for people? I have a fairly uncommon name (the blog post above is titled "The Tyranny of the Common Name"), so when you type "Sonya Reasor" into Google, my LinkedIn profile comes up first; in Yahoo's search engine, my homepage comes up first. Either way, I'm findable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the other day, a friend and I were talking about how sometimes, when you're bored, you type in the names of people you went to school with, or knew earlier in life, to see if they have any online presence. I feel sure we've all Googled the names of our elementary school friends, right? Well, if I was hoping for my long-ago friends to find me, they'd have to know my current, married name. There are, as of me typing this, only three Google hits for my maiden name, "Sonya Hash." (Yeah, that's a hell of a last name to grow up with).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But by typing that just now, I've probably added a fourth hit, and this one will lead to the real me, not the Sonya Hash who lives in another city and who appears to only be 27 years old. It'll possibly help friends from Kent, where I grew up, locate me - maybe people I knew when I was going to Kentwood High School, or Kentridge Highschool, or even Sequoia Junior High (or Jr High) or Meridian Elementary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see what I did there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I want to be "findable"? Sure, why not. It would be nice to hear from someone I knew as a child. Not sure what we'd talk about, but it would be interesting to see what people are up to, especially since I've always avoided high school reunions and the like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the internet is an interesting thing, isn't it? Maybe I'll get some of those cards printed up that have only my name on them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-7095443876408150782?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/7095443876408150782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=7095443876408150782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/7095443876408150782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/7095443876408150782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2007/11/findableness.html' title='Findableness'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8242843543556441197.post-4557867316993317070</id><published>2007-11-03T18:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T18:06:19.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye, Vox, howdy Blogger</title><content type='html'>Ok, it's official. I've broken up with Vox.com - it has a sweet interface, but it lacks a few important features that Blogger does have. Primary among them is this: Blogger allows comments from non-registered readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also see it as fitting in better with third-party apps, as well as the rest of the Googleverse. And I believe that over time, it will be a better fit for me personally. So with an afternoon of fiddling with the template, switching over my web links, and testing various means of posting, I'm now officially a Blogger blogger. My &lt;a href="http://sonyaseattle.vox.com/"&gt;old vox posts will still be there&lt;/a&gt;, until Vox decides to delete them, at http://sonyaseattle.vox.com/.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8242843543556441197-4557867316993317070?l=sonyareasor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/feeds/4557867316993317070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8242843543556441197&amp;postID=4557867316993317070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/4557867316993317070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8242843543556441197/posts/default/4557867316993317070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonyareasor.blogspot.com/2007/11/goodbye-vox-howdy-blogger.html' title='Goodbye, Vox, howdy Blogger'/><author><name>Sonya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14919926550907406111</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4rFzq5EZaE/TYUXLL0Cy_I/AAAAAAAABEY/1OHMshThnJ0/s220/MeSepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
