<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301</id><updated>2011-12-15T18:29:21.050-08:00</updated><category term='sculpture'/><category term='communicating'/><category term='workshops'/><category term='unemployed artists'/><category term='3rd grade'/><category term='Math Textbooks'/><category term='Japanda'/><category term='Mezirow'/><category term='motivation'/><category term='CMP2'/><category term='Stephen Hawking'/><category term='wealth'/><category term='searching'/><category term='anger'/><category term='Hamsterdam'/><category term='Uzgeckostan'/><category term='apathy'/><category term='dolphin'/><category 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website'/><category term='conspiracy theory'/><category term='economics'/><category term='matriarchy'/><category term='vacuum'/><category term='symbolic brain'/><category term='blah'/><category term='food'/><category term='religion'/><category term='saturday'/><category term='disorienting dilemma'/><category term='snow'/><category term='unlimited freedom'/><category term='groove'/><title type='text'>Neat-O Burrito</title><subtitle type='html'>It's probably just a passing phase...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-6515477558594970279</id><published>2011-08-21T12:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T12:17:54.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's going on...</title><content type='html'>Here it is.  I'm working as an artist and getting paid for it.  Well, at this moment I'm employed as a Sign Maker at a local health-food store.  To do my job, I have to write the signs found around the store.  I get the impression that this will be a long-term job, because there are so many signs and I've been told to redo them all in my own style.  The goal is consistency, so I need to practice.  Also, I've been commissioned to do about 80 pieces of pottery in the next few weeks, so I'm working on that as well.  The goal is to maintain $1200 a month so I don't have to work as a substitute teacher as often.  Here's hoping!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-6515477558594970279?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/6515477558594970279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=6515477558594970279' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/6515477558594970279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/6515477558594970279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2011/08/whats-going-on.html' title='What&apos;s going on...'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-8829656142902834472</id><published>2011-05-04T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T21:57:24.019-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking in stride'/><title type='text'>Industrial Design program</title><content type='html'>If I were to develop my own industrial design program, here are some things I would require of it:&lt;div&gt;a program that fosters creativity by rewarding excellence and promoting experimentation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;foundation studies--key to any art degree are the basics: drawing composition, color theory, printmaking, sculpture, drawing techniques, 3d design, figure drawing, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;research methods&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;facilitating creative thinking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;public speaking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;persuasive writing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;marketing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;model and prototype development:  from 3d computer models to actual prototypes requiring professional standards of accuracy and finish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mass production considerations (materials and processes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;corporate problem solving scenarios--dealing with real-world clients&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;development of personal direction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;collaboration&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;portfolio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a thesis project&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-8829656142902834472?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/8829656142902834472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=8829656142902834472' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/8829656142902834472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/8829656142902834472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2011/05/industrial-design-program.html' title='Industrial Design program'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-6683190817290204842</id><published>2011-01-12T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T16:46:28.876-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21st century'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apathy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='generation x'/><title type='text'>Apathy in schoolkids</title><content type='html'>Just got through talking with a friend.  He has a 13 year old and we both agreed that there is some apathy in the way middle school kids are approaching the world.  I suggested it is at least a little cultural.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Earlier today, one of the 13 year old kids in my class asked, "How old are you?"  When I said 36, she said "That's how old my mom is."  I am in the parents generation.  Are we the reason so many kids are apathetic?  Have we (generation x) taught them this approach?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And is there something larger that the kids are tapping into?  A general "blah", that comes from expecting the government to give us whatever we want, and comes from being so distant from the land, and comes from the ability to manifest our lives virtually yet without any physical effort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Welcome to the 21st century.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-6683190817290204842?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/6683190817290204842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=6683190817290204842' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/6683190817290204842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/6683190817290204842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2011/01/apathy-in-schoolkids.html' title='Apathy in schoolkids'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-6585113936624194028</id><published>2010-11-05T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T18:18:16.657-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greeks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matriarchy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matriarchal mythos'/><title type='text'>Women's Myths of Yore</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;It occurs to me that, as the fight-or-flight research was done only using male test subjects, and that a &lt;a href="http://www.apa.org/monitor/julaug00/stress.aspx"&gt;tend-or-befriend&lt;/a&gt; model is more applicable to women, maybe &lt;a href="http://library.thinkquest.org/03oct/00800/journey.htm"&gt;Joseph Campbell's "The Hero's Journey"&lt;/a&gt; is based on mythologies rooted in a male dominated society.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;In &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/King-Must-Die-Novel/dp/0394751043"&gt;Mary Renault's &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/King-Must-Die-Novel/dp/0394751043"&gt;The King Must Die&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the hero Theseus makes his way about the Greek back-country encountering matriarchal societies whose goddesses have been seduced by Zeus; these groups were pretty much overwhelmed by the Greeks, and their mythologies incorporated into Greek mythology to quell any resistance.  What became of the matriarchal societies?  And what came of their belief systems?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;In the song "I hope you're happy" the two main characters from "Wicked" argue about the means by which each has chosen to achieve her ends.  Their friendship wins out, however.  In the book I'm currently reading, &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline"&gt;Hunger Games&lt;/span&gt;, a strong bond of friendship develops between two female characters.  (In an effort not to spoil, I will say no more about the book.)  There appears to be a current of compassion that runs through each of these stories, and I am curious to find if there are more metaphoric stories that speak to the buried mythology of women.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.suite101.com/content/the-heroines-journey-a190932"&gt;The Heroine's Journey&lt;/a&gt; by Maureen Murdock, a contemporary of Campbell, has parallels to Campbell's Hero's Journey but seems rooted in the same rationale.  Any suggestions for further study?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-6585113936624194028?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/6585113936624194028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=6585113936624194028' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/6585113936624194028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/6585113936624194028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2010/11/womens-myths-of-yore.html' title='Women&apos;s Myths of Yore'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-9069031098769166522</id><published>2010-10-06T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T07:17:34.402-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='employment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='searching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career'/><title type='text'>Looking for a Career</title><content type='html'>Here's how you do it:&lt;div&gt;1.  What big changes do you want to affect with your life?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;These can be worldwide phenomenon that you want to do something &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  What sort of activities associated with #1 would you be able to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This has to do with your skills, personality, knowing your limits, and &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;knowing what you won't let limit you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  What jobs match #2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  Where do you want to live?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.  What employment options are there (within commuting range)?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.  What job skills do you need for #5?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.  Go to college for the specific job skills...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;or get on-the-job training&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;or build up to the job you want by working somewhere similar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Consider moving...where would you move?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Consider your needs...what will you be doing for yourself?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Consider ignoring all this and just living life as it comes to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-9069031098769166522?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/9069031098769166522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=9069031098769166522' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/9069031098769166522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/9069031098769166522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2010/10/looking-for-career.html' title='Looking for a Career'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-5149836036764746953</id><published>2010-09-28T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T07:16:02.874-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skyhooks'/><title type='text'>Transcendental Space</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cache3.asset-cache.net/xc/200464487-001.jpg?v=1&amp;amp;c=NewsMaker&amp;amp;k=2&amp;amp;d=EDF6F2F4F969CEBDA4C236B7E610637FC190800B5CED75D2345142F6D85459E800123AA3B5A18ED0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 506px; height: 337px;" src="http://cache3.asset-cache.net/xc/200464487-001.jpg?v=1&amp;amp;c=NewsMaker&amp;amp;k=2&amp;amp;d=EDF6F2F4F969CEBDA4C236B7E610637FC190800B5CED75D2345142F6D85459E800123AA3B5A18ED0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a dream last night I was traveling through the park in one of the little springy kid toys from the playground.  Apparently I was flying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-5149836036764746953?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/5149836036764746953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=5149836036764746953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/5149836036764746953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/5149836036764746953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title='Transcendental Space'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-5877044817989782396</id><published>2010-08-09T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T22:36:13.058-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SFCC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Panda Pottery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceramics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pottery'/><title type='text'>Pottery</title><content type='html'>In elementary and high school we got to play with clay.  Almost all my projects fell apart.  On a lark, my first quarter of college I took a ceramics class to balance out the overly academic workload.  The teacher was inspiring, energetic, and a taskmaster.  I got a C.  But more importantly, I realized why my projects had all fallen apart:  it was the clay's fault.  I learned to choose better clay, and by the end of that first quarter I was hooked.  I took my second quarter of Clay sculpture a year later from another teacher.  &lt;div&gt;The ceramics studio at Spokane Falls Community College became my retreat.  I ended up there instead of in my regular classes, thrilling in the energy and community.  I felt I had found my "safe haven" and worked hard to learn every aspect of the studio.  I took more than 12 ceramics classes over the course of 8 years.  I even met, in that ceramics studio, a beautiful girl who would become my wife.  We spent many long hours together around the clay classroom, "working".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two years ago my wife and I bought an electric kiln.  I think we were both wanting a bit of that old studio in our lives again.  This year we finally got around to setting up a working pottery studio: "&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Spokane-WA/Red-Panda-Pottery/146608325349416"&gt;Red Panda Pottery&lt;/a&gt;".  Recently, a friend asked what my long term plan for the studio is.  In answer, I would like to generate some of the same dynamic qualities that I adored from the ceramics studio.  Here are a few things I would like to incorporate into our operation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.  An attitude of constant improvement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  Fun and challenging assignments designed to pull from deep within the students' abilities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  Free use of clay, glaze, and kiln space (a creative way to do this could be to sell the best of student work to fund the studio)  --thoughtfully, I know that student fees and government grants actually paid for the materials at SFCC.  I don't have very many "students", and I would like to make money, so to break even, I'm making and selling stuff, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-5877044817989782396?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/5877044817989782396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=5877044817989782396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/5877044817989782396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/5877044817989782396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2010/08/pottery.html' title='Pottery'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-3021927692391569550</id><published>2010-06-22T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T08:17:16.613-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='human perception'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='communicating'/><title type='text'>Cadence of thought</title><content type='html'>Why do authors have to pace their stories, have to describe scenes, and use rising action?  Why don't they just get to the point?  Why can't the story just be problem-solution-done?  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For some reason, it doesn't work that way.  When I read back over the previous post, I find it hard to follow because it's over too fast for a reader to even get into, the pacing is too quick. The post seems like it could be just a condensed paint stroke, where I intended a whole painting to be.  Maybe it would be okay with spaces separating the thoughts, or on different pages with pictures punctuating the text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so big, our minds so teeming with brains, that there must be a cadence to what we do.  This includes reading, and thinking.   As a teacher, I find it helps to expose the class to certain ideas a little early, and repeatedly mention it before the day I present it.  There is a cadence that our relaxed minds work best with.  We are slow.  We like concrete imagery, and time to process the thoughts being presented.  Why are books so slow?  Sometimes authors have to use filler to get their message across.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-3021927692391569550?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/3021927692391569550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=3021927692391569550' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/3021927692391569550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/3021927692391569550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2010/06/cadence-of-thought.html' title='Cadence of thought'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-1253858861718779933</id><published>2010-06-22T08:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T08:26:07.430-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opportunity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eltopia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Time Management'/><title type='text'>Swell of Fortune</title><content type='html'>When an opportunity to do things is not acted upon, a moment passes.  You could draw a surfing analogy here, having to get up on that wave and ride it when the moment is right.  I grew up on a farm in Eltopia, WA. with lots of unorganized time.  Some was used to do work; much of it was spent playing.  Opportunities could be felt by the pressure of their approach (every week my mom offered to take us to church) and lamented in their wake (most weeks I would stall my decision-making until it was too late to catch a ride with her.)  &lt;br /&gt;Although Spokane is a little more densely populated, those opportunities still happen.  I'm just out of practice listening for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-1253858861718779933?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/1253858861718779933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=1253858861718779933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/1253858861718779933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/1253858861718779933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2010/06/time-management.html' title='Swell of Fortune'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-325078958595889738</id><published>2010-06-20T15:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T15:17:19.716-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spokane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceramics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pottery'/><title type='text'>C E R A M I C S</title><content type='html'>Just ordered a video from Phoenix Films called "The Art of the Potter" that documents the work of Bernard Leach and Shoji Hamada.  It should be here tomorrow.  I've decided that this summer will be full of pottery, and a minimal amount of working for others.  I've started teaching how-to classes, and am lining up different projects for commission.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still haven't found a Cone10 reduction kiln for rent, so it looks like Cone6 oxidation is the direction to go.  Maybe Cone6 reduction with a saggar.  This would depend on the kiln being used.  I'm still working with Cone10 clay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I don't have a job.  Oh well.  Spokane is a service-industry driven place anyhow.  This just gives me more time to network.&lt;br /&gt;Don't do so well without structure, though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-325078958595889738?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/325078958595889738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=325078958595889738' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/325078958595889738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/325078958595889738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2010/06/c-e-r-m-i-c-s.html' title='C E R A M I C S'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-2703087196882131241</id><published>2010-06-20T15:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T15:10:09.845-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='regrets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teaching'/><title type='text'>End of School Year</title><content type='html'>It took till the end of the year to find out what to do that would get the kids learning:&lt;br /&gt;PLAY&lt;br /&gt;laughter is really important too.  Makes everyone more easygoing.&lt;br /&gt;Not getting angry is also a plus.&lt;br /&gt;Getting angry, a minus.&lt;br /&gt;They appreciated me when I wasn't trying so hard to teach things.&lt;br /&gt;So that's where I'm going to start next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Really, I will be aiming to teach self-motivation skills.  quality vs. quantity of work, asking questions for your own benefit, and starting off the year with fundamentals for maintaining a positive environment already set in place)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be the change you want to see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-2703087196882131241?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/2703087196882131241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=2703087196882131241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/2703087196882131241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/2703087196882131241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2010/06/end-of-school-year.html' title='End of School Year'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-7851250472667019753</id><published>2010-03-13T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T11:15:34.701-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lesson plan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7th Grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Algebra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beginners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bank account game'/><title type='text'>Algebra Lesson for 7th Graders</title><content type='html'>I spend an inordinate amount of time thinking about what I'm going to teach and how I'm going to teach it.  I came up with this lesson this morning--having fallen asleep worrying about how and what I'm teaching next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;You have two children, one boy and one girl.  &lt;br /&gt;Whatever you give to the girl you have to give to the boy, and vice versa.  They ar really loud and annoying, so you have to keep everything equal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bank Account Game:  &lt;br /&gt;Materials: Slateboards/Whiteboards, pens, erasers&lt;br /&gt;Setup:  Draw a girl in one top corner of the board and a boy in the opposite top corner.  You're going to set up a bank account for the children. Your goal is to see if you can keep both sides equal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules: Start with a solved expression (like x=2)&lt;br /&gt;Student calls out an action and a number&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; from -5 to 10 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;You can + or - a variable &lt;br /&gt;You can + - x or ÷ by a constant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we all do it.  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;For example "Add 2x" or "multiply by 5"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  X is just a fixed amount of money in a bundle. (Different banks use different ways of bundling their money.  You're new at this bank and they didn't tell you).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would do one example round, then one class round, using a different letter as the variable each round.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then ask how we can get back to the original solved equation.  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;You can follow the same steps backwards (using inverse operations) to get it solved...kind of like a rubik's cube.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, to keep them busy, you give one of the children 3 bags of comic books and 12 more, and the other you give two bags of comic books and 16 more.  And they start to complain, until you say "I gave you EXACTLY the same amount, but I'm keeping them now until you can tell me how many is in one of the bags.  Each bag has the same amount in it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point the class would solve the problem together.&lt;br /&gt;Then I'd set the kids on 5 problems for guided practice, making sure to throw in a negative number or two, and go over it 10 minutes later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The independent practice would be a homework assignment posted on the board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we'd review the guided practice and I'd ask for some feedback about understanding--this tends to be a slip of paper with a checklist and room at the bottom for comments from the students.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-7851250472667019753?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/7851250472667019753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=7851250472667019753' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/7851250472667019753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/7851250472667019753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2010/03/algebra-lesson-for-7th-graders.html' title='Algebra Lesson for 7th Graders'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-7456333045642081297</id><published>2010-02-12T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T07:26:48.876-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CMP2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To the death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Math Textbooks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Houghton-Mifflin'/><title type='text'>What I'm doing now</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Motivation is strongly tied to success.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Success cannot be given.  To be felt, it must be earned.  (yeah, I came up with that!)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;The Houghton-Mifflin style of math textbook that I grew up with does have its drawbacks, but it works well to motivate kids to success.   Each day a new skill is taught and then the day's work is to practice that skill.   Learning and applying a new skill is a success reward on its own.  The teacher is free to meet with students individually and to answer questions, and the student gets practice applying the skill.  Highly functional.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;The current book that I'm using (the CMP2 textbook series) does much to tie big ideas together, thus making the skills learned meaningful.  However, it does lack some in the motivation department.  In &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline"&gt;Looking for Pythagoras&lt;/span&gt;, the book has students proving that a general case of the Pythagorean Theorem works before they understand how cool it is, or what it even does.  Transitions are missing:  Too much learning is heaped on without time to build up to it, and it is not easily accessible as an "I-just-want-to-learn-it" tool.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;However, the CMP2 series is generally better because of the story-like approach it gives to each lesson.  There are deeper questions early on, that require deeper understanding of the subject being taught.  And it does provide practice problems at the end of each chapter.  In addition, CMP2 books are much lighter, since they are broken into mini-units.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Although I am coming to a realization here about how motivating it is to learn, and how teaching a single separate skill each day is functional in the classroom,   I am stuck with the CMP2 series, and I now just need to try fixing my teaching style to increase that motivation.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;And I need to keep waking up with this kind of epiphany.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-7456333045642081297?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/7456333045642081297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=7456333045642081297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/7456333045642081297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/7456333045642081297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-im-doing-now.html' title='What I&apos;m doing now'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-1802150980829996181</id><published>2009-12-14T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T12:13:58.053-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>The Base Layer</title><content type='html'>They moved like hundreds of white flies&lt;div&gt;hovering in the air above the frozen ground&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afraid to land because it was so cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each snowflake in turn,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;brittle and light, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;would gradually descend until it met the pavement&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;suddenly exploding into a thousand pieces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;becoming fragmented clouds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of crystalline dust&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-1802150980829996181?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/1802150980829996181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=1802150980829996181' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/1802150980829996181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/1802150980829996181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2009/12/base-layer.html' title='The Base Layer'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-3989826989577255396</id><published>2009-12-04T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T08:42:49.598-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='catalog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='names'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='name catalog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hippocampus'/><title type='text'>My Memory for Names</title><content type='html'>The part of your brain that saves and retrieves information is called the &lt;a href="http://www.psycheducation.org/emotion/hippocampus.htm"&gt;hippocampus&lt;/a&gt;.  It turns out that memories are formed in connection to other memories, and are stronger if there is something to associate with them.  (The strongest memories are formed when there is an emotion attached to them).  &lt;div&gt;So why does my brain have such trouble with names?  Is it because I'm not associating them with an emotion, or is there some rationale for the way it's working?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me, the priority seems to be:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boys name or Girls name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Number of Letters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Number of Syllables&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Specific letters in the name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then I lose track of what my brain's doing from there.  So if I were to build a catalog of names to make it easier to recall one, I would start from there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl&gt;4 letters&gt;Two syllables&gt;ends in a vowel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tara, Sara, Olga, Lisa, Tina, Gina, Emma, Kara, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;closely associated with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amy, Stacy, Lacy, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-3989826989577255396?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/3989826989577255396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=3989826989577255396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/3989826989577255396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/3989826989577255396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-memory-for-names.html' title='My Memory for Names'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-3470408209402406956</id><published>2009-11-21T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T13:21:05.308-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annoying blog tone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parallel thinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='search engine'/><title type='text'>Search Engine Syntax</title><content type='html'>All pervasive, at least on the internet, the Search Engine has begun shaping the way we think.   Search engines are special websites that act like indexes for the world wide web, and the first place most people go when looking for information on a specific topic.  But does this mean that they're shaping our thinking?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To get what you're looking for with a search engine, it helps to have the end in mind.  If you're looking for a list of famous baseball players, type in "'Babe Ruth' 'Hank Aaron' 'Joe Dimaggio' and 'famous baseball players' list".  It's bound to give you at least those three, and is probably much closer to the result you wanted in the first place.  And this is only one way that our thinking has to adjust to communicate with machines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In his &lt;i&gt;Atlantic Monthly&lt;/i&gt; article &lt;a href="http://www.theatlantic.com/doc/200807/google"&gt;"Is Google Making Us Stupid"&lt;/a&gt;, Nicholas Carr describes several ways that the internet affects our thinking.  There is a chance that repeated interfacing with 'Google', trying to get an answer, creates neural pathways specific to that search-engine.  The amount of available information, alone, makes us dependent on a search engine to filter through it for us.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having the ability to use Google isn't the end-all-be-all of operating on the internet.  A majority of web content is&lt;a href="http://websearch.about.com/od/invisibleweb/a/invisible_web.htm"&gt; inaccessible by Google&lt;/a&gt;.  The ability to adapt to new ways of thinking is enhanced by using that ability, and NOT falling into a comfortable routine of reading.  One research &lt;a href="http://www.bl.uk/news/pdf/googlegen.pdf"&gt;summary&lt;/a&gt; points out that we're developing parallel thinking skills and perhaps losing our talent for sequential thinking skills. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the other hand, McLuhan's book "The Medium is the Massage" (1967) points out that sequential thinking is due to sequential writing, and that the parallel www makes us think verbally again.  (&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9SnfxItXe7s"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;'s a really annoying video that summarizes much of that book.)  The change is happening, and it will affect us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-3470408209402406956?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/3470408209402406956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=3470408209402406956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/3470408209402406956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/3470408209402406956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2009/11/search-engine-syntax.html' title='Search Engine Syntax'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-3124704576174928269</id><published>2009-11-19T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T20:41:15.443-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hanford High'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='20 year rule'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia'/><title type='text'>20 year Rule</title><content type='html'>Why does Hollywood and pop culture seem to revolve on a 20 year cycle?  I saw 1970's fashion try a comeback in the '90's, the show "I ♥ the 80's" hit starting in 2002, and now the V miniseries has me thinking about the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/V_(1983_miniseries)"&gt;original V miniseries&lt;/a&gt;.  It's as if there's a holding pattern for our culture's growth.  People try selling us our nostalgic feelings, and we buy them.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suppose there's another angle here.  The makers of pop culture are people, just like the rest of us.  They are packaging their own nostalgic feelings.  "Oh, remember that show I liked when I was a kid?  Why don't we do something like that?. . ."  So what if it's not new?  The general population will buy it because it's familiar.  It's no wonder "It takes any really new idea about 20 years to reach the public." Chuck Wagner, HHS Teacher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-3124704576174928269?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/3124704576174928269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=3124704576174928269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/3124704576174928269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/3124704576174928269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2009/11/20-year-rule.html' title='20 year Rule'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-6010594204153264987</id><published>2009-10-21T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T05:32:16.501-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homelessness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jobless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spokane industry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unemployed artists'/><title type='text'>Early Morning</title><content type='html'>This post is on the need for productive industry in the Spokane area, as there are to be several unemployed or under-employed individuals this coming winter.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My idea--and this isn't entirely original--was to have a pottery center for the homeless, where they would be able to come and get some work when they wanted it...all sorts of problems there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe if it were something people needed--like pens, or food...no, wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-6010594204153264987?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/6010594204153264987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=6010594204153264987' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/6010594204153264987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/6010594204153264987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2009/10/early-morning.html' title='Early Morning'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-1431928824153522284</id><published>2009-08-10T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T09:16:43.665-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wiggles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paths'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><title type='text'>I wiggle as I walk through life.</title><content type='html'>I might be ADD, or bipolar, or some other undiagnosed disorder.  I say disorder because I find it hard to keep my life in order, like other people I see.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have lots of stuff organized into disorganized piles around the room.  If there is a project I want to do, I can get it done if I work on it for less than 3 days, because after 3 days my initial creativity has changed shape, and is unwilling to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;follow through.  If I organize/structure my initial project to accommodate a longer time investment, I still may fall "out of love" with the idea and want to scrap it and start over...or quit.How can I succeed for myself?  Just set attainable goals, or else change how I view success.  (my Grandpa Benson--'You've gotta invent something, and keep your body strong as well as your mind';  Lee Ayars- 'become a famous potter/ceramicist')  I see success as an intermittent reward for creative productivity, which is why I'm always making stuff and showing it to people...or the instantaneous gratification of their response.  But lately I've seen my success-seeking taking on a more difficult edge: Long-term success that can pay the bills and "achieve" something lasting or monumental.&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 333px; height: 104px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SoBB5oZ-30I/AAAAAAAAAEg/fZacmraiObs/s400/me.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368363214180376386" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wiggle as I walk through life, kind of making this path which has lots of (emotional and destinational) backtracking and doesn't get much beyond my self.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 57px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SoBFmqcGeoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/V5d7-6fKUPw/s400/imagined+goal.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368367286355131010" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This path, I think, would have been more deliberate and I would&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have gone further with less confusion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One side note here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 107px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SoBFmzYU6_I/AAAAAAAAAFI/lf0iGFdc10c/s400/goaler.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368367288755219442" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My goal hasn't always been personal success in the capacity it has taken as of late.  It has often been to strengthen others to their goals and my path has, in combination with other paths, looked something like this for which I am proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q:  How do you assess if a goal is worthwhile?&lt;/b&gt;  Beyond $in &lt; $out.  I ask this towards sustainability, to a purpose over time.  It could even help others get to the promised land you see but will probably not enter. Hmm.  I sense a long term commitment coming on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-1431928824153522284?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/1431928824153522284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=1431928824153522284' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/1431928824153522284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/1431928824153522284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-must-be-personal-problem.html' title='I wiggle as I walk through life.'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SoBB5oZ-30I/AAAAAAAAAEg/fZacmraiObs/s72-c/me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-2992903533147137218</id><published>2009-07-16T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T23:45:31.793-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dolphin'/><title type='text'>Glitter</title><content type='html'>I&lt;br /&gt;do&lt;br /&gt;not&lt;br /&gt;have&lt;br /&gt;space&lt;br /&gt;actually&lt;br /&gt;Idonothave&lt;br /&gt;aspacebarand&lt;br /&gt;spIhavetohitenter&lt;br /&gt;toseparateoutthoughts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-2992903533147137218?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/2992903533147137218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=2992903533147137218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/2992903533147137218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/2992903533147137218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2009/07/glitter.html' title='Glitter'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-8712035600092552900</id><published>2009-07-04T16:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T15:07:22.544-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='archetypal images'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='messages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='symbolic brain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goal'/><title type='text'>Goal in Art</title><content type='html'>We take in the world and store it symbolically&lt;br /&gt;in our heads.  Creating art allows other people&lt;br /&gt;to see the world we see, or how we see it.&lt;br /&gt;It's a very exposing process.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, once the artwork is created&lt;br /&gt;the interpretation is entirely up to the receiver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current thought is that the goal in making art is&lt;br /&gt;to create "archetypal" images that register &lt;br /&gt;as pure tones in the symbolic visual brain&lt;br /&gt;and that deliver meaning more directly,&lt;br /&gt;allowing the sender and the receiver&lt;br /&gt;to resonate more strongly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to find a message worth sending.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-8712035600092552900?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/8712035600092552900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=8712035600092552900' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/8712035600092552900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/8712035600092552900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2009/07/goal-in-art.html' title='Goal in Art'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-7375655854144129066</id><published>2009-06-19T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T15:18:27.976-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anchor poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leaping stone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mothers day'/><title type='text'>Anchor Poem</title><content type='html'>My leaping stone&lt;br /&gt;I cling to you for strength and self assurance&lt;br /&gt;Tether myself around the waist, the other end around you&lt;br /&gt;like some umbilicus&lt;br /&gt;Gather confidence and leap off into the deep wet unknown&lt;br /&gt;Struggling bravely through whatever learning experience I'm in&lt;br /&gt;And pull myself back onto you to recharge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it bravery, stupid stubbornness, or some innate desire driving me&lt;br /&gt;to loosen my tether and drift away&lt;br /&gt;through uncertain abyss--to strike out on my own--?&lt;br /&gt;Beyond that which I knew are familiar seeming shadows&lt;br /&gt;Recognizable but not actually comforting&lt;br /&gt;Ghostly forms and reedy delights, but really I miss having&lt;br /&gt;Stable earth and stone and grass under my feet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-7375655854144129066?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/7375655854144129066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=7375655854144129066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/7375655854144129066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/7375655854144129066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2009/06/anchor-poem.html' title='Anchor Poem'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-5973801741556252089</id><published>2009-06-09T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T07:16:28.738-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cells'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interstitial resonance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vibing'/><title type='text'>Vibing</title><content type='html'>How do cells communicate&lt;br /&gt;within YOUR body?&lt;br /&gt;How do they know&lt;br /&gt;(maintain a movement about)&lt;br /&gt;homeostasis?&lt;br /&gt;Do they resonate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this is electromagnetic&lt;br /&gt;(resonance) or some other&lt;br /&gt;isn't it possible &lt;br /&gt;(likely) that I&lt;br /&gt;in the room with you&lt;br /&gt;vibrate from THAT&lt;br /&gt;interstitial&lt;br /&gt;resonance too?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-5973801741556252089?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/5973801741556252089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=5973801741556252089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/5973801741556252089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/5973801741556252089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2009/06/vibing.html' title='Vibing'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-1793462206548553067</id><published>2009-06-02T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T07:22:55.443-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noodles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spaghetti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yum'/><title type='text'>Really Creepy</title><content type='html'>A heaping plate of sloppery noodles&lt;br /&gt;(surrounded on sides by channels&lt;br /&gt;of buttery good redness,&lt;br /&gt;relaxes under its overburden&lt;br /&gt;of saucy spiced pork meatballs)&lt;br /&gt;Whispers your name &lt;br /&gt;and gently massages your olfactory nerves.&lt;br /&gt; Eat me...&lt;br /&gt;  Eat me...&lt;br /&gt;   Eat me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-1793462206548553067?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/1793462206548553067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=1793462206548553067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/1793462206548553067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/1793462206548553067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2009/06/really-creepy.html' title='Really Creepy'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-5815843403432559656</id><published>2009-05-11T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T07:23:29.714-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ferret'/><title type='text'>Okay...poetry</title><content type='html'>BENEATH THIS BOX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught a ferret&lt;br /&gt;to be my pet&lt;br /&gt;and live in MY room&lt;br /&gt;and I'll have to keep her&lt;br /&gt;in a cage and keep my&lt;br /&gt;door shut so she can't &lt;br /&gt;escape and get out and&lt;br /&gt;get back to the wild&lt;br /&gt;to her home and family&lt;br /&gt;and friends and maybe children&lt;br /&gt;baby ferrets who need&lt;br /&gt;her to take care of 'em&lt;br /&gt;and...oh look.  Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;She got out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-5815843403432559656?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/5815843403432559656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=5815843403432559656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/5815843403432559656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/5815843403432559656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2009/05/okaypoetry.html' title='Okay...poetry'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-4299115821817324898</id><published>2009-04-15T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T21:38:42.295-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and other acronyms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='namta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='macte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='montessori'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ami'/><title type='text'>Montessori Training Wheels</title><content type='html'>I'm looking into MONTESSORI training because I think that PLAY and EXPLORATION have been take away from the curriculum, and that children should be self motivated in their learning.  I'm going to start posting my findings about Montessori here.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few sites that I'm looking through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.montessori-ami.org/"&gt;http://www.montessori-ami.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.montessori-science.org/montessori_science_articles.htm&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;http://www.montessori-science.org/montessori_science_articles.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.montessori-namta.org/NAMTA/ads/washington.html"&gt;http://www.montessori-namta.org/NAMTA/ads/washington.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.montessori.org/story.php?id=259"&gt;http://www.montessori.org/story.php?id=259&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.macte.org/index.html"&gt;http://www.macte.org/index.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-4299115821817324898?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/4299115821817324898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=4299115821817324898' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/4299115821817324898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/4299115821817324898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2009/04/montessori-training-wheels.html' title='Montessori Training Wheels'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-7477084668384306955</id><published>2009-03-21T22:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T22:51:18.567-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='copy degradation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><title type='text'>Copy Degradation in Religion</title><content type='html'>In history, it seems that there have been movements to bring religion back to its origins... especially when there is written record, like the Bible, or Koran.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a religion progresses through time, there is less direct connection with the 'written word'.  Someone claims to 'have it' so people follow that person.  This is where personal feelings are introduced, and rather than seeking the source, the 'second generation' incorporates the teachings of their [person in touch with God], making an internal 'copy' of the religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many generations (copies of copies) can there be? The thought occurs that someone must have become aware of this degradation, and decided to seek the Source.  Thus a revival.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-7477084668384306955?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/7477084668384306955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=7477084668384306955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/7477084668384306955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/7477084668384306955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2009/03/copy-degradation-in-religion.html' title='Copy Degradation in Religion'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-8841998921231374981</id><published>2009-03-06T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T07:23:16.462-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mezirow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disorienting dilemma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Transformation'/><title type='text'>Perspective Transformation</title><content type='html'>Personal Transformation&lt;br /&gt;(by Jack Mezirow, 1991)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) a disorienting dilemma;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) self examination;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)  a critical assessment of internalized role assumptions and a sense of alienation from traditional expectations;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) relating one's own discontent to similar experiences of others;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) exploring new ways of acting;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) building competence and confidence in new roles;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) planning a course of action;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) acquiring knowledge and skills for implementing one's plan;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) provisional efforts to try new roles; and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) a reintegration into society on the basis of conditions dictated by the new perspective.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-8841998921231374981?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/8841998921231374981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=8841998921231374981' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/8841998921231374981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/8841998921231374981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2009/03/perspective-transformation.html' title='Perspective Transformation'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-6528090610289413523</id><published>2009-02-17T08:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T06:43:45.567-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cycling Poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Circle Poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rolling Poem'/><title type='text'>Rolling Poem</title><content type='html'>Invention:  Rolling Poem&lt;br /&gt;Purpose:  To reduce the amount of space taken up by poetry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rolling poem is a new method of poem-writing.  Simply take a word, connect it in a loop, and roll it along the floor.&lt;br /&gt;The tracks left behind are often gibberish, but on very special occasions can become POETRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an example of how it works:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/seanbenson007/?action=view&amp;current=RollingPoem2.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 100px;" src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/seanbenson007/RollingPoem2.gif" border="0" alt="Rolling Poem"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you connect the word EARTH in a loop and roll it you get:&lt;br /&gt;EARTHEARTHEARTHEARTHEARTHEARTHEARTHEARTH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, with some creative spacing and Carriage Returns this sequence of letters becomes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; HEAR THE ART&lt;br /&gt; HEARTH HEART&lt;br /&gt;        EARTH&lt;br /&gt;        EARTH&lt;br /&gt;        EARTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try it with other words, like STONE or ARE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-6528090610289413523?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/6528090610289413523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=6528090610289413523' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/6528090610289413523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/6528090610289413523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2009/02/rolling-poem.html' title='Rolling Poem'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-4167187406314726014</id><published>2009-02-07T14:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T06:38:23.305-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jonathan Coulton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interview'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jawbone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JoCo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='famous'/><title type='text'>Jonathan Coulton hang in there!</title><content type='html'>A minor celebrity named &lt;a href="http://www.jonathancoulton.com/"&gt;Jonathan Coulton&lt;/a&gt; just got interviewed.  In &lt;a href="http://jawboneradio.blogspot.com/2009/02/jawbone-237-coulton-best-interview-ever.html"&gt;the interview&lt;/a&gt; he described what it is like being both a fan and a celebrity-- that there is a welcoming in of 'kind' or just because of sameness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this is highly edited to take out repetitions and "y'knows")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote cite="http://cdn3.libsyn.com/jawbone/JB_237_2509.mp3?nvb=20090207172805&amp;nva=20090208173805&amp;t=0dfc5b9d71c0c3bffd716"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;JoCo:  One of the strangest things that has taken a lot of adjusting for me is my increased access to famous people.  And this is a weird ancillary benefit to becoming a semi-famous person, is that you, for whatever reason, are sort of in the club.&lt;br /&gt;And it's much easier--I don't know if it's an internal thing--it's just easier for me to approach people, or if it's something in the way I carry myself--but I--*laughing* they recognize me as part of the tribe.  &lt;br /&gt;But I've had contact with a number of people that I have been a huge fan of and the contact is not like I get their autograph, it's like we hang out and talk.  Y'know?  It's really weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:  Any names you want to drop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JoCo:  Yeah, well, I most, the most recent one was is Adam Savage from MythBusters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:  Even the Stuff with Neil Gaiman has got to be really strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JoCo:  Yeah, that's another one.  Like Neil Gaiman.  Like I--I--*laughs*-- I had drink's with Neil Gaiman...that's crazy!  Why do I get to have drinks with Neil Gaiman?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:  It is kind of funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JoCo:  Yeah.  But it's great.  I mean it's--it's fantastic. Because I am a fan of famous people I recognize what happens when people come up to me after a show or at PAX or on the street --wherever.   You feel like you've come to know this person because you've consumed their work--you've listened to their music or you've seen them on television or you've read their books or whatever--and you kind of feel like it's kind of a one way relationship at that point, but you really have this desire to make it a two way relationship.   I don't mean in a gross way but  you want to connect with that person the same way they have maybe even unknowingly connected with you.  And unfortunately in an autograph line it's not always possible to make that kind of connection, and so when I get to meet Neil Gaiman because Neil Gaiman happens to have come across some of my stuff and liked it--we have this dorky appreciation moment and then we just talk.  And we do get to have the time and the comfort zones that let us just relate to each other as people, and that's totally thrilling.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our society has tiers with commonfolk (the layer I like to lump everybody in) making up the bulk of it.  But the human mind can't stand chaos.  It likes to categorize, organize, and find patterns.  Within the crowd certain people get named 'leader' or 'unique' in some way.  If enough people recognize him/her then I imagine that person is elevated to a higher social status (based on notoriety).  And this level is where Jonathan Coulton was when I (actually) got to talk with him in April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there is another social structure at work in our culture, financial wealth.  Financial wealth has all sorts of consequences, not the least of which is it's affect on a person's social network.  Typically money is associated with things/stuff.  The more expensive 'things' a person has, the more money that person has (qed).  The highest ranking money level can also afford to have a social 'insulation' layer.  Bodyguards, fancy airs, even the stuff:  expensive fabrics kept clean saying 'keep your distance'.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People will mimic the wealthy to affect importance.  Common people like me go out of their way to buy fancy clothes. "Bling" fashion is one example of this.  &lt;br /&gt;Business executives generally have receptionists, if not layers of very tall buildings to socially isolate (and thereby elevate) themselves.  Even our country's president has an entourage of bodyguards at all times, both a safety issue and an obvious social pedestal.  For the most part people are considerate enough:  Fancy clothes, airs, bodyguards?  Leave them alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's where my concern lies:  JoCo's fame comes partly from his being approachable.  You can drop him a line on the internet and chances are he will read it.  However, what if JoCo's fame grows?  He won't be able to interface on a direct level anymore.  He might eventually have to hire someone to read the e-mails for him,, and choose which ones get through based on merit!  This is the level of fame at which you have to know someone to get in.  I'm a little worried that if Coulton reaches this level that I may never get to go see him again.  His agent will raise ticket prices, and too many other people will want to go, and the fame will carry him away from the reality he knows with only money and his ever diminishing social circle to hang onto...GYAHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, however, I am underestimating Jonathan Coulton.  Perhaps he got to this level of fame a long time ago, and instead of getting swept away in it, somehow deflected it and remained grounded, recognizing his constituents' need for the illusion of being connected, and using the principle of intermittent rewards so as not to burn himself out on too many commitments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-4167187406314726014?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/4167187406314726014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=4167187406314726014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/4167187406314726014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/4167187406314726014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2009/02/jonathan-coulton-hang-in-there.html' title='Jonathan Coulton hang in there!'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-1521648403822138485</id><published>2009-02-02T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T22:52:14.197-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ninjas are everywhere'/><title type='text'>NINJAS!</title><content type='html'>Beware!  The Ninjas are everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have put together a comprehensive list of sites giving what glimpse we have into the world of ninjas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sarkscape.com/games/iphone/ninja-ropes-extreme/"&gt;Ninja Ropes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://askaninja.com/episodes"&gt;Ask a Ninja&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stickpage.com/xiao.shtml"&gt;Xiao Xiao&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it.  Kind of mysterious, ninja...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-1521648403822138485?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/1521648403822138485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=1521648403822138485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/1521648403822138485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/1521648403822138485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2009/02/ninjas.html' title='NINJAS!'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-7667193830448563001</id><published>2009-01-10T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T19:43:09.017-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How well does college prepare you for the real world?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-7667193830448563001?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/7667193830448563001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=7667193830448563001' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/7667193830448563001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/7667193830448563001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-well-does-college-prepare-you-for.html' title='How well does college prepare you for the real world?'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-4500075918365582407</id><published>2008-12-26T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T14:01:24.886-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buoyancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacuum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacuum balloon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Balloon'/><title type='text'>Nature abhors a vacuum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.artsci.gmcc.ab.ca/courses/pact110ml/Image27.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 363px;" src="http://www.artsci.gmcc.ab.ca/courses/pact110ml/Image27.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Objects floating in water experience buoyancy.  Buoyancy is the name of the force opposing a boat's will to sink.  When an object is immersed in water, it displaces water.  If the weight of the water is more than the weight of the object, the object will be forced upward.  This force is buoyancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a wine cork were completely submerged under water, it would float back to the top of the water to a point of equilibrium--between the water and the air.  Corks are able, because of their material, to displace their weight in water with just a portion of their volume.  The remaining part of the cork stays above the water level.  If you added weight to the cork, it would float lower in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.york.ac.uk/res/sots/images/corkcoin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://www.york.ac.uk/res/sots/images/corkcoin.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balloons float in the air because of buoyancy.  They displace air.  If the weight of the air that they are displacing is heavier than the weight of the balloon, the balloon will rise to a level of equilibrium (where the weight of air displaced is EQUAL to the weight of the balloon.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some balloons are filled with helium gas.  They float because the atoms of helium are lighter than the atoms of air (Nitrogen, Oxygen, Carbon dioxide, etc.).  Some balloons are filled with hot air.  Hot air molecules move faster and take up more space than cold air molecules (a lighter amount of air can take up the same amount of space as a heavier amount of air)  so the hot air balloon is forced upwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.twoangelshotairballoon.com/images/angelblimp1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://www.twoangelshotairballoon.com/images/angelblimp1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hot air balloon beside a helium balloon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this in mind, I would like to propose...The Vacuum Balloon.  This would be a balloon shape filled with nothing...no helium, no hot-air.  The only weight would be the skin of the balloon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem I'm finding is that if the air is pumped out of an object, outside air pressure forces the object to collapse!   Any ideas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-4500075918365582407?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/4500075918365582407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=4500075918365582407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/4500075918365582407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/4500075918365582407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2008/12/nature-abhors-vacuum.html' title='Nature abhors a vacuum'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-5261284555379034160</id><published>2008-12-18T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T19:17:18.597-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='climate change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spokane'/><title type='text'>Snow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i106.photobucket.com/albums/m248/Thunder-Pig/Thunder%20Pig%20480%20Series/Gtemps480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 361px;" src="http://i106.photobucket.com/albums/m248/Thunder-Pig/Thunder%20Pig%20480%20Series/Gtemps480.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My college Weather ("Atmospheric Environment") teacher used to rave that we are on the verge of a new ice age.  Prof. Quinn told us about &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Milankovitch_cycles"&gt;Milankovitch cycles&lt;/a&gt; that predicted we are about a hundred years overdue for a Glacial period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hasn't happened, some think, because 'global warming' is combating it.  However, heating up the earth might serve to send us into intense climate change--according to Prof. Quinn.  Not like "The Day After Tomorrow" would have you thinking, but following the same principles (and much more slowly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tribute.ca/tribute_objects/images/movies/the_day_after_tomorrow/thedayaftertomorrow16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://www.tribute.ca/tribute_objects/images/movies/the_day_after_tomorrow/thedayaftertomorrow16.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture of us out sledding around Spokane on Dec. 18th (record snowfall!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-5261284555379034160?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/5261284555379034160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=5261284555379034160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/5261284555379034160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/5261284555379034160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow.html' title='Snow!'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i106.photobucket.com/albums/m248/Thunder-Pig/Thunder%20Pig%20480%20Series/th_Gtemps480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-914392935990476897</id><published>2008-12-07T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T20:43:41.943-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workshops'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sigh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceramics'/><title type='text'>Oh my gosh!</title><content type='html'>There is a &lt;a href="http://www.archiebray.org/workshops_classes/workshops_2009/workshop_cavenerstichter_toland_09.html"&gt;workshop&lt;/a&gt; with one of my ceramics heros, &lt;a href="http://www.followtheblackrabbit.com/"&gt;Beth Cavendish Stichter&lt;/a&gt;.  I met her and found out about the workshop about 6 months ago.  Unfortunately, I was expecting it would cost a lot less.  I cannot afford the $800 to go.  SIGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-914392935990476897?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/914392935990476897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=914392935990476897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/914392935990476897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/914392935990476897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2008/12/unfortunately-i-cannot-go-to-this.html' title='Oh my gosh!'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-1548180398117992585</id><published>2008-11-29T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T09:04:26.246-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tea Names'/><title type='text'>Tea Names</title><content type='html'>A few years ago Amanda and I compiled a list of catchy names for exotic tea blends on our refrigerator.  It's tea weather outside so with no further ado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;TEA NAMES:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feminini-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masculini-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frivoli-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orangutanga-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personali-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aargh-Me-May-Tea (for pirates)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muss-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuss-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Min-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pleasan-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duss-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gus-tea (cures flatulence)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circulari-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circulatori-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirs-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angulari-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feis-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice-i-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reali-tea  (bring you back down to earth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hipocri-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anti-cavi-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discontinui-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naked Singulari-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reverse Polari-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Populari-tea vs Ignomini-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punctuali-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameni-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilari-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truss-tea (just a truth serum)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sani-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insani-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humpty Dump-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nas-tea (it's GOOD for you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amnes-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solidari-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go-tea (grows hair on your chin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guaran-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ampu-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-tea Fru-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saul-tea (salt-water brewed tea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abili-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Affini-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anti-sterili-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Utili-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fragili-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tranquili-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Versatili-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Docili-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prehensili-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believa-bili-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duali-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameabili-tea (tea brewed with vodka instead of water)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inevita-bili-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get Dir-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Flir-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devo-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spontinai-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Authori-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda Feis-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self Pit-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy Duran-tea (helps dexteri-tea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High Quali-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting Prit-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byoo-tea or Be-you-tea*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frail-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horn of Plen-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down and Dir-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivaci-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alacri-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shades of Hypocri-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tone-up-your-uterus Tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peppermin-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inferiori-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fertili-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God-All-my-Tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minori-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virgini-tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Brewing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-1548180398117992585?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/1548180398117992585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=1548180398117992585' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/1548180398117992585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/1548180398117992585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2008/11/tea-names.html' title='Tea Names'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-6236868355038164051</id><published>2008-11-17T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T07:31:21.863-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christ is Love'/><title type='text'>Christ is Love</title><content type='html'>Memes are units of culture passed on from one person to the other.  They are symbols, rules, ways of acting that make us who we are.  Memes are the software that works on our human hardware.  Example: kids will mimic behavior that strikes them as funny or interesting.  This is the passing of a meme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes memes are of a scope much larger than any one person could convey.  Religions are a form of meme that has outgrown the individual.  Since its inception, Christianity has been adapted and changed to maintain itself in the human consciousness (as have all other successful religions).  It's current inception holds this basic belief worldwide:  Christ is Love.  Not the romantic kind, or just between friends, where the mutual benefits are obvious.  This love transcends differences, and is between yourself and others whom you may or may not know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a big fan of the old testament as a way in which to live your life, nor much into prophecy.  But the idea of 'love' overcoming all boundaries has practical applications in the modern world.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discuss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-6236868355038164051?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/6236868355038164051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=6236868355038164051' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/6236868355038164051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/6236868355038164051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2008/11/christ-is-love.html' title='Christ is Love'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-2049768925524241729</id><published>2008-10-28T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T10:10:49.760-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cereal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breakfast cereal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='physics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='physical properties'/><title type='text'>On the Properties of Breakfast Cereal</title><content type='html'>Breakfast cereal was one of my childhood cornerstones.  I was raised on raisin bran!  Sprinkled spoonsful of sugar on my frosted flakes.  My brother and I ate chex like it was going out of style.  Cereal was our meal of choice watching cartoons on Saturday morning.  We ate tons of the stuff just to get to the toy prize at the bottom of the box. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 625px; height: 400px;" src="http://tingilinde.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2008/06/13/milkrasp.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I consider myself an aficionado when it comes to the qualities that make a good cereal experience.  One element that remains key to thoroughly enjoying a bowl of cereal is minimizing the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;splash&lt;/span&gt;.  That moment after you've chosen your bowl and spoon, poured the right amount of cereal to just  match the three-serving picture on the box, and gotten out the milk.  Suddenly a feeling of trepidation;  is the milk going to splash out of the bowl?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a quick ranking of cereals from greatest splash factor to least:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Corn Flakes (or any flake cereals), Frosted Mini Wheats (or Life), Raisin Bran, Cookie Crisp, Honeycomb, Lucky Charms (I swear it's because of the marshmallows), Kix, Cheerios, Rice Crispies (or , Grape Nuts), and finally Chex (surprisingly).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My research (and the frequent presence of near-empty boxes of cereal) led me to blending my cereal mixes.  During commercial breaks on Saturday morning I would race to the kitchen.  Generally I would blend various cereals for their texture (making sure not to put floating cereals like Cheerios or Kix at the bottom of the bowl--of course) layer upon layer, and finish with a non-splashing cereal like Kix or Chex.  (NOTE:  Rice Crispies at the top tended to get everywhere, and meant I couldn't fit as large a quantity of cereal.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few of the most intriguing cereal combinations:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOP:            Corn Chex  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MIDDLE:    Rice Crispies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BOTTOM:   Frosted Mini Wheats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOP:            Honey Nut Cheerios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MIDDLE:    Raisin Bran (too splashy to be on top!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BOTTOM:   Grape Nuts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;T+M+B:   &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/69661184@N00/1790318557"&gt;Quaker "Crunchy" Corn Bran&lt;/a&gt;   (It's &lt;b&gt;actually&lt;/b&gt; my favorite)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Least Favorites:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#3 Cap'n Crunch (because it shreds the inside of my mouth!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#2 Life Cereal (i.e. sweetened wood shavings) followed by &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#1 The the worst cereal experience is pouring out the last of a box of cheerios and getting a large mass of crushed+powdered cheerios on top of your happiness.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...but I digress.... &lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/dna/h2g2/A21605933"&gt;since it seems I am not the only person who knows about mixing breakfast cereal.&lt;/a&gt;  Instead I propose a challenge.  The Splash is a function of height, surface tension of the milk, and cereal shape.  There must be a use for such exhaustive research on cereal Splash!  Somebody here had better come up with a good application.  Discuss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-2049768925524241729?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/2049768925524241729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=2049768925524241729' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/2049768925524241729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/2049768925524241729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2008/10/on-properties-of-breakfast-cereal.html' title='On the Properties of Breakfast Cereal'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-6713499638731238416</id><published>2008-10-24T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T08:48:56.367-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puppet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sculpture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gargoyle'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Each year I end up working on a project that embraces the feeling of Halloween. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SQHsS2dfEXI/AAAAAAAAADE/7xZLRV2ZnYI/s200/IMG_3826_1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260745648346435954" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In college I started work on a clay sculpture of a gargoyle that was essentially me channeling this horror show I watched on TV when I was a kid:  The Gargoyles (1972).  The&lt;a href="http://www.tcm.com/tcmdb/title.jsp?stid=24322"&gt; plot synopsis&lt;/a&gt; calls it: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"A horror tale involving an anthropologist researching his b&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;ook on demonology with his photographer daughter i&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;n a bizarre adventure that has a group of gargoyles, descendants of a monster whose skeleton the two have stumbled on, menacing the pair in order to retrieve the bones &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;of their ancestor."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 48px;"&gt;It scared me [lots]!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made the hideous clay gargoyle friendly looking and called it Elgin.  Up to last year he sat on the porch of our house.  Then he got stolen!  (The sincerest form of flattery for an artist, right?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So this year I decided to make another gargoylesque thing out of rolled newspaper tubes and tape.  I call it a "skink".  &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SQHsS3D96RI/AAAAAAAAADM/eHZev6ypykI/s200/IMG_3809_1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260745648507840786" /&gt;Watches Amanda gather leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SQHsSLHwL9I/AAAAAAAAACs/xQIo6IZAi3g/s200/IMG_3858b_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260745636712558546" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SQHsScNvNhI/AAAAAAAAAC0/048bqNqyGqQ/s200/IMG_3851_1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260745641301063186" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SQHsSul5rnI/AAAAAAAAAC8/filvYYKBM44/s200/IMG_3836_1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260745646234250866" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SQHr7h4ZK5I/AAAAAAAAACk/s5RU4Lb4OEM/s320/IMG_3886_1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260745247685159826" /&gt;He's a little camera shy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-6713499638731238416?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/6713499638731238416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=6713499638731238416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/6713499638731238416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/6713499638731238416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2008/10/each-year-i-end-up-working-on-project.html' title=''/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SQHsS2dfEXI/AAAAAAAAADE/7xZLRV2ZnYI/s72-c/IMG_3826_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-4454002917241379562</id><published>2008-09-29T09:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T10:03:50.347-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visual thesaurus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family tree website'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calendar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family tree'/><title type='text'>Family Website</title><content type='html'>I'd like to make a website that looks something like the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Home Page&lt;/span&gt;--This would be a welcome page, showing an overview of the website without giving away too much personal information--just news highlights and whatever's been updated on the website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;II.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Login Page&lt;/span&gt;--Really secure website.  You've got to type your info to get any further.  Once in, you are allowed to make changes to the website...add your News, add what you know about a person, post pictures, etc.  (Probably have the person's name recorded with the changes they made and the time of the changes--and as webmaster be able to roll back to see a previous entry that got erased--tactfulness, and what have you).&lt;br /&gt;III.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;News&lt;/span&gt;--this page would have a Calendar, allow people to post changes to the calendar, and have a Forum to post messages about what's going on with each branch of the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Genealogy&lt;/span&gt;--I really like the Visual Thesaurus (go &lt;a href="http://www.visualthesaurus.com/?word=tree&amp;amp;lang=en&amp;amp;wl=6384&amp;amp;idx=0"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and click 'Look it Up') and would like to see a family tree program like it.   The genealogy page would look like this&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.writer-on-line.com/main/lc-images/vt3_cool_screenshot.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;excepting that&lt;br /&gt;  A.  The dot's would represent Unions (marriage) out of which come Children&lt;br /&gt;  B.  The boxes on the right would show biographical information about whoever you click on.&lt;br /&gt;  C.  The color of the connecting lines would represent the relationship (parent-child, sibling, married, divorced, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;  D.  You could add to the tree (just a click and type away), or you could add stuff to the biographical info.&lt;br /&gt;  E.  Here's what the biographical info would entail:&lt;br /&gt;     1.  Name, Birthdate, Date of Death, Place of Birth, Place of Death, all that stuff&lt;br /&gt;     2.  Medical concerns&lt;br /&gt;     3.  Biographical synopsis of their life&lt;br /&gt;     4.  Photos, newspaper articles, map of travels&lt;br /&gt;     5.  List of parents and children, friends, other relationships outside the family&lt;br /&gt;     6.  Interests and activities&lt;br /&gt;     7.  Anecdotes from people who knew the biograph-ee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Who's Who&lt;/span&gt;--this would be an alphabetized phone list, with links to the biographical info above, and give internet presence info too.  There would be a section for friends of the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VI.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Writings&lt;/span&gt;--anecdotes written by family members about things like: "How we met", "Growing up with Grandma and Grandpa for parents", "Heirlooms".  There would be a different forum started every couple of months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VII.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A timeline with a map&lt;/span&gt;--you scroll over the timeline and dots appear on the map (with comments beneath), representing where members of the family are at that time--it could even have search criteria, so you could look at one person, or one branch of the family at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's what I'd like to see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-4454002917241379562?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/4454002917241379562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=4454002917241379562' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/4454002917241379562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/4454002917241379562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2008/09/family-website.html' title='Family Website'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-3627620047095909968</id><published>2008-09-19T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T18:52:57.146-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Commuting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bicycle Laws'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spokane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Morality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Washington Bicycle Laws'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bikes'/><title type='text'>Yikes! Bikes!</title><content type='html'>I live in Spokane, WA.  At beginning of summer I bought a commuter bike from &lt;a href="http://pedals2people.org/"&gt;Pedal-2-People&lt;/a&gt;, a non-profit organization geared towards bicycle education and ridership.  It's great! (So is P2P!) Since summer started I've biked to work at least 40 times, so that's about 160 miles...about 6 gallons of gas.  Oh well.  It will add up eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the issues with riding a bike is knowing the rules of the road.  Today I decided to look them up online.  Turns out there are &lt;a href="http://www.wsdot.wa.gov/bike/PDF/TrafficSafetyRCW2002.pdf"&gt;laws governing bikes&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of equal importance, there is etiquette to riding with traffic, and that's what I'm most interested in with this post.  Here's my contribution: "&lt;em&gt;Behavior on the Road&lt;/em&gt;".  Please feel free to add your bit as a comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Bikes are a fact of life.  For drivers: don't tailgate, they are granted the same rights AND responsibilities under the law (end of story).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Be aware that the public opinion of bicycles is newly forming.  Anything you do that isn't "Same Rights, Same Rules, Same Road" really undermines that message.  Therefore, do STOP at stop signs.  Signal at intersections.  Don't let cars push you around.  Be aware of your less-visible/more-likely-to-get-splattered status and think about the obstacles ahead that might push you out into traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Don't be a jerk.  In fact, say &lt;strong&gt;Hi&lt;/strong&gt; when you see a fellow biker.  You're both in the same situation.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Passing--Keep right except to pass or to turn left.  And &lt;em&gt;when&lt;/em&gt; turning, use your hand signal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Oh yeah, if you're thinking of parking on a bike lane, PLEASE DON'T!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm running on here, but on a side-note it's pretty cool that &lt;a href="http://www.wsdot.wa.gov/bike/Helmets.htm"&gt;cyclers are required to wear helmets&lt;/a&gt;.  It encourages the question "Why" to which I would answer: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kohlberg%27s_stages_of_moral_development#Post-Conventional"&gt;out of consideration for others&lt;/a&gt; who will have to clean up the mess if you crash.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-3627620047095909968?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/3627620047095909968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=3627620047095909968' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/3627620047095909968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/3627620047095909968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2008/09/yikes-bikes.html' title='Yikes! Bikes!'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-1459548074740591162</id><published>2008-09-07T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T18:14:21.745-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Programming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reality Television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observation'/><title type='text'>Quality Programming</title><content type='html'>As we get older, do we become less impressionable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recent exploration of TV programs shows a new line of Reality Television, teams of people (professionals) working together to some goal.  I've recently seen "Design Challenge", "Project Runway", "Shear Genius".  In these shows are strangely familiar characters in different circumstances.  The entertainment factor for me comes from watching these different people cope with the group dynamics, and in being able to predict who won't get through to the next round.  In fact, I'm getting pretty good at predicting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the reason for the popularity of reality television is that lingering childhood "need"* to learn behavior by observation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discuss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*need = latent instinct for imprinting...is it ever entirely surpressed?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-1459548074740591162?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/1459548074740591162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=1459548074740591162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/1459548074740591162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/1459548074740591162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2008/09/quality-programming.html' title='Quality Programming'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-615584567013487344</id><published>2008-09-04T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T11:03:23.074-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hiatus'/><title type='text'>In passing</title><content type='html'>Amanda and I are moving to a new apartment.  I haven't been posting but have many ideas.  More to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-615584567013487344?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/615584567013487344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=615584567013487344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/615584567013487344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/615584567013487344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2008/09/in-passing.html' title='In passing'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-7262837332687951893</id><published>2008-08-17T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T22:05:01.665-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mind control'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interactive robot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computer'/><title type='text'>Musical Robot</title><content type='html'>Dear Blog,&lt;br /&gt;I had a funny idea today, and I am going to tell you all about it.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it isn't really developed, buut it is a funny notion...&lt;br /&gt;I thought it would be cool to have a robot that listened to, or watched people cross a room,&lt;br /&gt;and that only had the ability to interact by playing the elevator music faster or slower.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not entirely sure what the machine's purpose would be, but it's actually sounding a little creepy.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's not such a good idea after all.&lt;br /&gt;All the same, I'm probably not the ONLY one who thought of it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, gotta go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-7262837332687951893?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/7262837332687951893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=7262837332687951893' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/7262837332687951893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/7262837332687951893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2008/08/musical-robot.html' title='Musical Robot'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-8156919396524450732</id><published>2008-08-15T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T08:09:39.811-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surplus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homelessness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abundance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The American Dream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Specialization'/><title type='text'>Tribes:"Jacks-of-all-trades" :: Villiages:Specialization</title><content type='html'>As people settled themselves in an area and started agriculture there were surpluses (leading to trade, and eventually specialization).  Everyone does their own thing and earns their wage...to achieve meals, shelter, transportation (the basic needs).&lt;br /&gt;At least this is what I thought when I was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out, we are so good at meeting our own basic needs, a few people can provide for many.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The remaining people who aren't providing a service still need to work, right?  I mean, what good would it be if they didn't work and still got everything they needed?  (What fun would that be for the working people?)  Enter "The American Dream" and Advertising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The American Dream is a cultural carrot, encouraging us to work in order to get "stuff" (as listed in the American Dream brochure).  It makes use of advertising to show people what's out there and how much enjoyment they will have if they just buy the "stuff" with their money.  (Money = work).  &lt;br /&gt;A lot of people buy into the idea of the American Dream.  (I shall dub them the Hamsters, doing a lot of work but accomplishing little)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, a lot of people don't buy into the idea.  They think..Hey, my basic needs are easy to meet.  There's plenty all around me.  I don't think I'll work.  The unfortunate side effect is as follows:  &lt;br /&gt;Socially, the Providers and the Hamsters, who would rather be lounging around too, decide to ostracize the non-workers...labeling them "bums" or "vagrants" because they choose not to work.  &lt;br /&gt;Also, the health benefits of being active and thinking highly about yourself are plentiful.  However, being called a "bum" and not having anything to do physically just sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the "stuff".  You can tell a "bum" by their lack of stuff...no house, no health care (which in this country is a luxury), no closets full of clothing.  Basically, if you choose to live without working, the only stuff you get is what you can carry with you.  People don't invite you into their homes to share their stuff with you...showers, televisions, music.  Homeless--&gt;Socially outcast--&gt;Not really nice to be around.  If you've chosen the life of a 'bum' then a large portion of society will make it hard to make the return trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they don't need to be working for our society to survive.  Do they?  So why is there such venom against the homeless?  &lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I'm attempting to answer the question for myself here.  Feel free to chime in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-8156919396524450732?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/8156919396524450732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=8156919396524450732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/8156919396524450732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/8156919396524450732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2008/08/tribesjacks-of-all-trades.html' title='Tribes:&quot;Jacks-of-all-trades&quot; :: Villiages:Specialization'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-4977880802270129778</id><published>2008-08-03T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T08:35:24.064-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kajillion-zillion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Number puzzle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonzero'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brain teaser'/><title type='text'>Early Morning Mental Meander</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A = 10&lt;sup&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;,    &lt;/span&gt;B = 10&lt;sup&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt;, C=10&lt;sup&gt;27&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;,    &lt;/span&gt;D=10&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;   E=3&lt;span style=""&gt;,    &lt;/span&gt;F=4&lt;span style=""&gt;,    &lt;/span&gt;G=8&lt;span style=""&gt;,     &lt;/span&gt;H=3,&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;I=5,&lt;span style=""&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;J=???,&lt;span style=""&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;K=???,&lt;span style=""&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;L=11,&lt;span style=""&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;M=10&lt;sup&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt;, N=1,&lt;span style=""&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;O=1,&lt;span style=""&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;P=10&lt;sup&gt;18&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;,     &lt;/span&gt;Q=10&lt;sup&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;,    &lt;/span&gt;R=3&lt;span style=""&gt;,    &lt;/span&gt;S=6&lt;span style=""&gt;,    &lt;/span&gt;T=2&lt;span style=""&gt;,     &lt;/span&gt;U=4&lt;span style=""&gt;,    &lt;/span&gt;V=5&lt;span style=""&gt;,    &lt;/span&gt;W=2&lt;span style=""&gt;,    &lt;/span&gt;X=6&lt;span style=""&gt;,    &lt;/span&gt;Y=20&lt;span style=""&gt;,    &lt;/span&gt;Z=???&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I woke up and this popped into my head.  Two questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;First, what is the rule?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Second, what are the missing values?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hint:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I excluded the number 0 because, well, it doesn't really count.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;First one with the answer gets a star named after him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-4977880802270129778?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/4977880802270129778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=4977880802270129778' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/4977880802270129778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/4977880802270129778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2008/08/early-morning-mental-meander.html' title='Early Morning Mental Meander'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-4579650669943997910</id><published>2008-07-27T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:54:49.865-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='groove'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='focus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah'/><title type='text'>Another BLAH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My brain is flying around like a witch on a broom. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SIzIyGXaloI/AAAAAAAAABc/3TzfIzUpq4c/s1600-h/Ironbrain.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227774030498141826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px" height="213" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SIzIyGXaloI/AAAAAAAAABc/3TzfIzUpq4c/s320/Ironbrain.gif" width="159" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How do you keep your focus?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What sort of things can you think to do that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IRON out your brains creases&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;direct the jets of wind into a thrust&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and not lose your momentum--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I admire your ability to do this and cannot &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for the life of me--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maintain that pinpoint accuracy that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reads the groove of the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;record called my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-4579650669943997910?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/4579650669943997910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=4579650669943997910' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/4579650669943997910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/4579650669943997910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2008/07/another-blah.html' title='Another BLAH!'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SIzIyGXaloI/AAAAAAAAABc/3TzfIzUpq4c/s72-c/Ironbrain.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-748903952114511256</id><published>2008-07-16T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T17:12:26.458-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resolve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anger'/><title type='text'>Anger--for better or worse?</title><content type='html'>I have long held my anger as a part of myself--something that defines me.  In recent times I have found it useful to put aside anger, allowing me a broader ability to accept the world with less clouded a view.  However, I feel like my resolve is crumbling without it.  Where is that inner drive to fight injustice in the world?  How do I protect that innocence inside me if I don't shell it in forceful resolve?  And YES it's worth protecting.  Everyone should have it.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So how do you separate the "good anger" towards injustice and stupid things you put yourself through from the "bad anger" that threatens to grow into a consuming force of its own?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-748903952114511256?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/748903952114511256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=748903952114511256' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/748903952114511256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/748903952114511256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2008/07/anger-for-better-or-worse.html' title='Anger--for better or worse?'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-5143275638072659485</id><published>2008-07-14T19:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T20:06:06.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Imago</title><content type='html'>Just got back from wikipedia.  I was trying to answer a question one friend asked: what is the stage of development after chrysalis.  Of course it's butterfly, but is there a standard biological term, we wondered?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is imago.  Imago is synonymous with the adult (sexually mature, winged) stage of development not just in butterflies, but in all Holometabola (&lt;a title="Endopterygota" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Endopterygota"&gt;Endopterygota&lt;/a&gt;), insects that undergo Holometabolism (metamorphosis).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These include: beetles, flies, lacewings, fleas, caddisflies, mosquitos, ants, bees, and of course butterflies.  There are more, but you can just go to the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Holometabolism"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; for a complete list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's embryo (egg), larvae (caterpillar), pupa (chrysalis), and imago (adult).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Incidentally, the plural of imago is imagines.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Also, the pupa stage of a mosquito is called a 'tumbler', FYI.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-5143275638072659485?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/5143275638072659485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=5143275638072659485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/5143275638072659485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/5143275638072659485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2008/07/imago.html' title='Imago'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-561579916782481681</id><published>2008-07-08T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:54:50.468-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japanda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hamsterdam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uzgeckostan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='word game'/><title type='text'>Hamsterdam</title><content type='html'>A game to kill time and turn your grey matter soupy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Start with the name of a country.&lt;br /&gt;Merge it with the name of an animal.&lt;br /&gt;Laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or alternately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Start with the name of an animal&lt;br /&gt;Merge it with the name of a country.&lt;br /&gt;Chuckle-snort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;strong&gt;amster&lt;em&gt;dam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SHNu2SoohQI/AAAAAAAAABE/EdTSC35ETZU/s1600-h/Hamsterdam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220638272046793986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SHNu2SoohQI/AAAAAAAAABE/EdTSC35ETZU/s320/Hamsterdam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ja&lt;/em&gt;pan&lt;/strong&gt;da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SHNvBgG3PfI/AAAAAAAAABM/YF7NhwGseEo/s1600-h/Japanda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220638464641809906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SHNvBgG3PfI/AAAAAAAAABM/YF7NhwGseEo/s320/Japanda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(both of which are already in use on the internet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Uz&lt;/em&gt;-gecko-&lt;em&gt;stan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SHNvP7snVdI/AAAAAAAAABU/tZBbgl68gxQ/s1600-h/Uzgeckostan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220638712566076882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SHNvP7snVdI/AAAAAAAAABU/tZBbgl68gxQ/s320/Uzgeckostan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(which, incidently, is entirely new to the blogosphere!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-561579916782481681?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/561579916782481681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=561579916782481681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/561579916782481681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/561579916782481681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2008/07/hamsterdam.html' title='Hamsterdam'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SHNu2SoohQI/AAAAAAAAABE/EdTSC35ETZU/s72-c/Hamsterdam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-7265171412230745394</id><published>2008-07-01T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T20:57:52.027-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3rd grade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classroom management'/><title type='text'>Teaching Methodology</title><content type='html'>"I know the subject matter and I can convey it to children."  This is all that the hiring people want to hear. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why would a class full of 3rd graders want to do what I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;say&lt;/span&gt; they should do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How do you build that trust?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-7265171412230745394?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/7265171412230745394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=7265171412230745394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/7265171412230745394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/7265171412230745394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2008/07/teaching-methodology.html' title='Teaching Methodology'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-9158371968800045774</id><published>2008-06-28T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:23:47.421-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='synchronicity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='riding the wave'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ignorance is bliss'/><title type='text'>Yee Haw</title><content type='html'>It has been a good couple of days.  I have been with friends and riding that wave of perpetual awareness of what I should be doing... you all know what I'm talking about.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you feel like you're in the right place at the right time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or if you have the option to do something, and you take it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or if you decide not to get on that airplane and it plummets out of the sky in a fiery blaze,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or if you're walking through a crowd and you just feel right, and every move you make puts you in contact with another friend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or if you have the inkling to visit the childhood house of your friend (whom you haven't even thought about for a few months) and she happens to be visiting her folks for three hours before heading back to college (in another state).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you call these moments of 'synchronicity' in which everything is propelled along nicely, like you're surfing a wave of euphoria?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have it when I feel like I did something for someone else... and I like it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-9158371968800045774?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/9158371968800045774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=9158371968800045774' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/9158371968800045774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/9158371968800045774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2008/06/yee-haw.html' title='Yee Haw'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-1271641970738433430</id><published>2008-06-11T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T20:07:12.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to originate a "new" idea:  Synthesizing Bruno's Mnemonics with Hegel's Dialectic Method</title><content type='html'>&lt;hysterical&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading various articles online to try and better understand what's been said in &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/reader/0425184676/ref=sib_dp_pt#reader-link"&gt;this book I'm reading&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author painted an image, firstly, of Giordani Bruno (an italian philosopher from the 1500's).  Bruno developed a mnemonic device to help him remember things. Good so far.  The trick was to visualize a wheel.  You simply think of the thing you want to memorize, affix it to your mental wheel, and leave it there.  Then when you want to remember the thing (be it a name, factoid, date, or whatever) you could mentally rotate the wheel and...voila!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I'll stop until I re-read that section...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-1271641970738433430?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/1271641970738433430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=1271641970738433430' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/1271641970738433430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/1271641970738433430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-to-originate-new-idea-synthesizing.html' title='How to originate a &quot;new&quot; idea:  Synthesizing Bruno&apos;s Mnemonics with Hegel&apos;s Dialectic Method'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-3425797845587042775</id><published>2008-05-21T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T19:59:03.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise!  A Splotchy Web Virus</title><content type='html'>Unexpectedly, today I was given a virus unlike any I have experienced.  I am obligated to contribute to a story and then pass it to someone else.  All thanks to &lt;a href="http://isplotchy.blogspot.com/2008/05/another-day-another-virus.html"&gt;Splotchy&lt;/a&gt; who engineered the virus in a lab somewhere.  Here's how it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;I had been shuffling around the house for a few hours and already felt tired. The doorbell rang. I opened the front door and saw a figure striding away from the house, quickly and purposefully. I looked down and saw a bulky envelope. I picked it up. The handwriting was smudged and cramped, and I could only make out a few words.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;"Interesting", I thought to myself, "I don't know anybody named Ted Kaczynski." Unless it's going to clear this damn sinus infection in my head, I'll have to open it later.I set it on the kitchen table, and prepared my tincture of herbal tea remedies.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;As I watched the lengthy glossop of honey slather into my tea I heard a rustling noise behind me. Having spent my childhood in a rotating house (due to some awkward foundations) I am quite adept at craning my neck and utilised this skill in the current situation, looking behind myself like a six-foot-tall owl.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;The envelope - so stationary seconds before - had started to move, an event that I found somewhat odd, given that I was four days away from celebrating a year of sobriety. I picked up the nearest implement of swatting size without thinking, and slowly approached the bubble-wrapped delivery.The envelope continued to shuffle and shake as I stood poised with the potato masher held in readiness over my head. A small bead of sweat edged down my temple, hitting the floor at the same time as a lump of congealed potato from my weapon. There was a tearing sound, and I froze, unable to move, as a disembodied hand broke through my mysterious delivery. I blinked, and the thumb and forefinger of the hand formed a mouth.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, dude, what's up?" The Hand/Mouth said. I just stared, perplexed and terrified. "You got any grub? I'm starving!"&lt;br /&gt;At this point, my fear got the better of me and I swung the potato masher down fiercely, knocking the hand/mouth (still partially in the packaging) off the counter and onto the floor. Screaming at the top of my lungs, I ran to the kitchen stool and stood on top of it, still grasping the potato masher with white-knuckled terror.&lt;br /&gt;"Not cool, man," said the thing.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;I stood transfixed in horror.  The hand now started to inch across the floor towards my stool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ring, ring!&lt;/span&gt;  On the wall across the kitchen the telephone began to ring, breaking me free from the icy grip of fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been in the middle of moving into a new home, in a fairly clean neighborhood.  Kids on bikes, 2 cars in every garage.  This hand was not something I had expected to be dealing with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ring!&lt;/span&gt; The phone rang again.&lt;br /&gt;Cautiously, I climbed onto the counter, stepping over boxes and the empty sink to answer.  "Hello?" I shouted into the receiver, intently aware of the scrabbling fingers below me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Mr. Newman, I have a proposition to make.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for passing it this way, &lt;a href="http://thinklikeajillian.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jillian&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;On to you, &lt;a href="http://herbalamanda.blogspot.com/"&gt;Herbal-Amanda&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-3425797845587042775?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/3425797845587042775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=3425797845587042775' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/3425797845587042775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/3425797845587042775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2008/05/surprise-splotchy-web-virus.html' title='Surprise!  A Splotchy Web Virus'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-7264071104742533178</id><published>2008-05-07T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:54:50.718-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='limited woes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unlimited freedom'/><title type='text'>Our humble abode</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SCIAsu2kKhI/AAAAAAAAAA0/9_uBuLsnqpE/s1600-h/Paris+Kitchen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SCIAsu2kKhI/AAAAAAAAAA0/9_uBuLsnqpE/s200/Paris+Kitchen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197717688430111250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This apartment reminds me of living in a collapsed star.  Everything overlaps.  &lt;br /&gt;The [living room/computer room/bedroom/laundry drying room]is cluttered with shoes and maps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am bigger than the kitchen which is a stove, sink, and refrigerator stuffed into one cubby.  Around the corner is a fold-up wall-table like our friend Caitlyn's, stools, a washing machine/extractor, shoe cubby/dresser, closet, spots-for-the-dishes (I'm sooo grateful for the dishes!), pantry, and appliances.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bathroom really minimizes on space as well, with pull-out drying racks on the side of the sink, and a sitting shower/bath.  The drying rack resides here when not in use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On arriving we realized our European electrical converter wouldn't work, and the stores didn't have a French &lt;a href="http://www.voltagevalet.com/adaptor.html"&gt; adaptor&lt;/a&gt;, so we improvised.  Now our cameras and phones can recharge, although Amanda's phone still can't find a signal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly enough, none of this really matters because we're having a great time.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love to all you readers.--Sean&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-7264071104742533178?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/7264071104742533178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=7264071104742533178' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/7264071104742533178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/7264071104742533178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2008/05/our-humble-abode.html' title='Our humble abode'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SCIAsu2kKhI/AAAAAAAAAA0/9_uBuLsnqpE/s72-c/Paris+Kitchen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-3920099770545322953</id><published>2008-05-06T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:54:50.973-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Belgium'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Lady In Distress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James Ensor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ensor'/><title type='text'>James Ensor--Still is Belgium's Famous Painter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SCDizeZ3t-I/AAAAAAAAAAs/0rq9v-l0MH0/s1600-h/IMG_1663_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SCDizeZ3t-I/AAAAAAAAAAs/0rq9v-l0MH0/s320/IMG_1663_1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197403343948330978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SCDiteZ3t9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/hbLFFWP2L7M/s1600-h/IMG_1663_12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SCDiteZ3t9I/AAAAAAAAAAk/hbLFFWP2L7M/s320/IMG_1663_12.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197403240869115858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the Musee D'Orsay today and while there stumbled upon this remarkable find.    &lt;br /&gt;It's James Ensor's "The Lady in Distress".  &lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What?  You don't know about James Ensor?  Here's a little about the artist:  James Ensor was most famously an early expressionist(ic) painter from the late 1800's.  He produced his most successful work s up until his 40's and declined in vivacity from there.  (Is that just the way of it?)  Largely this is because he'd already become famous, and he decided to move into making music.  His new work was kind of a softened repetition of earlier works, with a few goodies here and there.  Musically, he was gifted at improvising on the "harmonium" and performed for guests.  (If you trust &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/James_Ensor"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of James Ensor's works can be found &lt;a href="http://www.wandrer.de/ensor/ensorb01.htm"&gt;here, on this Danish website&lt;/a&gt;, and if you're not totally impressed by this, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RHk9bR3NIT8"&gt;"Meet James Ensor"&lt;/a&gt; kind of puts things into perspective.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-3920099770545322953?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/3920099770545322953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=3920099770545322953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/3920099770545322953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/3920099770545322953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2008/05/james-ensor-still-is-belgiums-famous.html' title='James Ensor--Still is Belgium&apos;s Famous Painter'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SCDizeZ3t-I/AAAAAAAAAAs/0rq9v-l0MH0/s72-c/IMG_1663_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-7664556830455955282</id><published>2008-05-01T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T13:20:58.528-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephen Hawking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr. Who'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mapping the 10th Dimension'/><title type='text'>Dream about Mapping the 10th Dimension</title><content type='html'>A "bad guy" was looking for someone to take over the mapping of the 10th dimension project (using a big computer) and found a British man who aparently had no credentials... a janitor of sorts.  &lt;i&gt;However, you and I know him as Dr. Who, the hero of our story.  He, unfortunately, does not realize his own importance and goes to work for this fellow.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In working, the Dr. produces several artistic chaotic renderings and a diagram of a city.  The bad guy asks how he did these so quickly (quicker, his cronies say, than any other computer tech so far), to which the Dr. explains it just came naturally.  He did it entirely without the computer, which is still broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad guy looks at the papers as imaginary rubbish.  [I assume the bad guy will throw him out, only to discover the true worth of the drawings later, but we'll never know, will we?  'Cause I woke up!]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-7664556830455955282?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/7664556830455955282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=7664556830455955282' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/7664556830455955282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/7664556830455955282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2008/05/dream-about-mapping-10th-dimension.html' title='Dream about Mapping the 10th Dimension'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-8517823167721425323</id><published>2008-04-30T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T14:33:19.345-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='April 30'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='language'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>"Bon soir" --good evening</title><content type='html'>First evening in Paris, I'm feeling slightly discombobulated.  The streets aren't straight, and we got quite lost on the way to the apartment *home* this evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First impressions of Parisians-- there was graffiti everywhere on the train ride into the city (like it's not controlled much).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents are very allowing of children to be outspoken--the light in babies faces is very different from USA babies-- parents allow the kids to be more determined--it's very hard to describe this difference.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many subtle language differences as well but I don't have command of the language so I digress.  It seems to express similar ideas to our language but it does so in a way that is unique to being French.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-8517823167721425323?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/8517823167721425323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=8517823167721425323' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/8517823167721425323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/8517823167721425323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2008/04/bon-soir-good-evening.html' title='&quot;Bon soir&quot; --good evening'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-1614705812756750773</id><published>2008-04-27T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T08:43:04.623-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nerdy conversation topic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='robots'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rosenfield'/><title type='text'>Digestible chunks of reality</title><content type='html'>Buzz Zap!!!  We were talking about robots after being inspired by &lt;a href="http://www.jonathancoulton.com/2008/03/22/prepare-for-the-robopocalypse/"&gt;this video on you-tube&lt;/a&gt;.  It shows a robot able to cover a variety of terrains without falling over.  Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being nerdy, we all had our input into the conversation.  Here are a few of the things I took from us talking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--memory and learning are simpler than you might think--&lt;a href="http://cogprints.org/443/0/113_Review_of_Rosenfields_IOM_Rev.html"&gt;Rosenfield&lt;/a&gt; uses a constructivist approach to explain how memory is built.  His take is that memory is made up of the connections between neurons (rather than just being a retrieval system) and is therefore constantly being created by simultaneous stimuli that create a unique pathway in your brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--actually the other way of dealing with learning robots makes sense too.  We have instincts which are 'hard-wired' into our mind--like little subroutines that can be 'called' when they're needed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Lego robots--modular electronic components fused with legos, that could be built lego-style into a circuit--would be pretty cool.  Kids could learn how to build working robots, people could make robots based on the need of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I was thinking back on all of this and realized that going from simultaneous stimuli like &lt;a href="http://cogprints.org/443/0/113_Review_of_Rosenfields_IOM_Rev.html"&gt;Rosenfield talks about&lt;/a&gt; to actual stimulus &amp; response behavior --it's all about the coding.  How can you take impressions of the big world and make them digestible for a computer brain to decide what actions to take?  What is the streamline-iest way to make a robot learn?  Could we make a rubber-band powered robot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nerdy nerdy nerdy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for making the big world digestible, I think the next big wave is going to skip reading research articles and just reading reviews of these articles, because there's too much to go through.  That's what I'm doing for now anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-1614705812756750773?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/1614705812756750773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=1614705812756750773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/1614705812756750773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/1614705812756750773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2008/04/digestible-chunks-of-reality.html' title='Digestible chunks of reality'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-9060077701300473852</id><published>2008-04-13T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T19:01:10.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Quick Update</title><content type='html'>Blah blah blah...I've re-read my recent posts and it's way too dry. Not a lot of vivaciousness to be sure, dear reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an update about why I haven't been posting lately. I'm doing too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I learned to bake for Bouzies Bakery and covered for Thomas who was in France for 3 weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) We're re-painting the house in expectation of Kathy's birthday extravaganza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I'm also delivery driving for the bakery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) and applying for teaching jobs for this fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) and volunteering on Mondays, tutoring on Tuesdays, and whenever possible working with my dad on the weekends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's enough to wear me out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that aside, my wife Amanda and I are going to FRANCE for too weeks! (After all this house-fixing is over we're renting an apartment near the Arch du Triomph and practicing our French. &lt;a href="http://herbalamanda.blogspot.com/2008/03/traveling-like-true-american.html"&gt;Amanda's Blog&lt;/a&gt; is more loquacious about this adventure.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So kind reader, I hitherforth will try to write stuff that has more vim to it, for your sake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-9060077701300473852?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/9060077701300473852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=9060077701300473852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/9060077701300473852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/9060077701300473852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-quick-update.html' title='Just a Quick Update'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-2814586233671084992</id><published>2008-03-26T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T08:34:28.288-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zausner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visual art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the mend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>Illness = Creativity ?</title><content type='html'>One day I went into the art studio sick, and thus worked in an altered state throughout the day.  A few days later I saw the art I had made and thought --&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hey that is really cool&lt;/span&gt;!  I've since wondered if being sick had something to do with being creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 minutes browsing only found two other people who think the same thing, &lt;a href="http://blairsboys.wordpress.com/2007/08/02/sick-creative/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.atlargely.com/2007/01/post_1.html"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;  But then I finally found some research on the subject.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his journal article &lt;a href="http://www.questia.com/PM.qst?a=o&amp;d=76997914"&gt;When Walls Become Doorways: Creativity, Chaos Theory, and Physical Illness&lt;/a&gt;, Tobi Zausner addresses the idea of the connection between illness and creativity by researching the lives of 21 visual artists.  The artists fell into four categories:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The artists studied clustered into four patterns. First, a&lt;br /&gt;period of illness preceded choice of a career in art.&lt;br /&gt;Second, illness transformed the creative process and&lt;br /&gt;the art produced. Third, for some artists, illness became&lt;br /&gt;life's focus, with negative consequences to the artists&lt;br /&gt;and their art. Fourth, artists who remained creative&lt;br /&gt;during an incapacitating or terminal illness produced&lt;br /&gt;work in an entirely new medium."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the sample size in this study is only 21 people, Zausner concludes that the study is preliminary to actual research about creativity and illness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the idea of creativity when you're sick is counter-intuitive, I thought of  a mechanism for the correspondence:  being sick activates your immune system, a great heaving part of which is your brain...so you use more of the entirety of your noggin when you're sick.  Plus, if you're resting to get well, that's a lot of unused energy looking for ways to get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you're sick today, rest up, drink lots of fluids, and play around with a new art medium.  You never know what good may come of it.&lt;/http:&gt;&lt;/http:&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-2814586233671084992?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/2814586233671084992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=2814586233671084992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/2814586233671084992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/2814586233671084992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2008/03/illness-creativity.html' title='Illness = Creativity ?'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-8452370444797645922</id><published>2008-03-10T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T16:47:36.086-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Style Track'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='style'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reunions'/><title type='text'>Style Track</title><content type='html'>Each year a photo is taken of the high-school graduating class, and you can see the current trends in hairstyle and clothing.  Ten years pass, and there is usually a reunion photo, showing the updated styles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What gets me is when the classmates with similar hairstyles, although separated by distance, will often end up with the same hairstyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose this could be just the overwhelming pressure of mass media, targeting a frequency I don't perceive, that affects graduates of the same age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pop Culture pushes our perceptions here and there, but we are the ones that make the ultimate choice as to our appearance.  Or are we?  Is there something even more sinister, an unknown force that already has us in its grip?  ...A demonic waste-product of Popular Culture that has infiltrated our decision making processes.  I call this the "style track".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you meet up with someone from your generation, and you see the similarity, run!  Fight!  Flee!  Change!  Dig deep!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-8452370444797645922?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/8452370444797645922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=8452370444797645922' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/8452370444797645922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/8452370444797645922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2008/03/style-track.html' title='Style Track'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-8903327502880810253</id><published>2008-02-24T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T19:27:59.719-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wealth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='immaterial goods'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ethical issues'/><title type='text'>Values</title><content type='html'>This concept has been bothering me for a while--I'd like to know what you who read this think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of value has been placed on material goods--things we're used to having to pay for [like cheese, furniture, and marble countertops]--&lt;br /&gt;while many services have a fee associated with them [electricity, massage, dentistry, and taxi rides]--&lt;br /&gt;In practice, once someone decides to start charging for something, it's value is determined by the invisible hand of economics--supply and demand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there are a lot of things we haven't placed a monetary value on that are very worthwhile [like the air we breathe, social cohesiveness, the value of free speech, etc.]&lt;br /&gt;and I'm wondering if we should assign a value # to them, in order to give these topics fair measure against economically valued items.  I mean, if someone intends to extinguish a species, I want to know what it's worth to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to see some other discussion about this, so let's have it out here...&lt;table border="2" cellpadding="12"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Off-limits topic&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Economic vested interest&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Breath of fresh air&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;$1.00&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Peace and quiet&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;$5.00&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;First amendment right to free speech&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;$25&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Snake River  salmon migration route&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;$100&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Free internet&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;$1000&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;A kiss from my sweetie&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;$10,000 (if they brushed their teeth)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course these are made up numbers.  To get a real idea of the values to assign things, a token economy would need to be set up and lots of trading done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's the basic notion.  What do you think?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-8903327502880810253?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/8903327502880810253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=8903327502880810253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/8903327502880810253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/8903327502880810253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-concept-has-been-bothering-me-for.html' title='Values'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-4773438511929439328</id><published>2008-02-18T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T19:30:25.186-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outerwear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brand name'/><title type='text'>Tough Shit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   font-family:'Trebuchet MS';font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Tough Shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;would be a pretty cool name for a line of durable---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;outerwear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;underwear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;camping gear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; min-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Pretty much anything durable could be sold under the label "Tough Shit" and it would catch on quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-4773438511929439328?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/4773438511929439328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=4773438511929439328' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/4773438511929439328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/4773438511929439328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2008/02/tough-shit.html' title='Tough Shit'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-1771943554934800638</id><published>2008-02-17T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T20:57:01.212-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='once-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='place-ness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memory'/><title type='text'>Amid the Noise and Haste</title><content type='html'>Got to a box while cleaning, and inside was my high school yearbook.  &lt;div&gt;I know my high school experience wasn't the greatest of my life.  I was in a state of angst up to transferring to a new school in 11th grade, and had no friends for the first 3 months there.  But since then, time has passed.  I sat looking back at the experience with a sense of...not nostalgia.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nostalgia is a feeling on the surface.  What I got was something so much deeper.  Reading the comments people had written, I began to embody the self I was in the 1990's.   This dusty part of my memory was like one of the boxes, just waiting there for me to delve into.  I've gotten this kind of memory before.  Every memory has its own distinct flavor, and I could taste what it felt like to be that kid.  It was refreshing.  I began at once to want to go running, and to do ridiculous amounts of math.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I can see why people sigh longingly over their high school years.  I think some part of my brain has transferred all these memories into a 'good' folder.  Egocentrically, I can say 'this is part of what made ME, so of course it's good.'  However, even stuff I went through 2 years ago, or 6 months ago, have their own memory-taste.  Call it &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;place-ness &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;once-ness&lt;/span&gt;...whatever.  I am not in the best place I've ever been in my life (I mean it's okay...), yet I expect the overall sensations of this moment will seem good when I look back on them 10 years from now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-1771943554934800638?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/1771943554934800638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=1771943554934800638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/1771943554934800638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/1771943554934800638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2008/02/amid-noise-and-haste.html' title='Amid the Noise and Haste'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-1072031228524592794</id><published>2008-02-15T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T10:05:03.909-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conspiracy theory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advertising'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ron Paul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>What you eat.</title><content type='html'>During the week sometime I began running on low energy.  During this time I felt like buying a big screen television and voting for Ron Paul.  What the...?!  It appears I'm highly susceptible to advertising when I'm exhausted.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I woke up this morning, however, I was alert.  My senses were heightened, and even the slightest movements caught my attention.  Usually I wake up pretty alert, but this was different.  My vision and hearing were acute.  I felt more...like I was prey.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I remembered what we ate for dinner last night: Steak.  It was as if all the body chemicals from the meat had entered my system, and I was feeling things the meat felt before becoming food.  Alert to predators, and looking for my herd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something I heard about Druidic folklore said that when you eat of an animal, you take on its traits in some way.  What a  trip! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is there any research about this?  And is there a practical use for it?  I smell a great conspiracy theory creeping up!  If we could be kept exhausted and eating lots of bovine meat, we would all be susceptible to advertising and act like herd animals.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, wait...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-1072031228524592794?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/1072031228524592794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=1072031228524592794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/1072031228524592794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/1072031228524592794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-you-eat.html' title='What you eat.'/><author><name>Sean Benson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11726656971369992917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vpatb7w6vtQ/SjwKjTkRZBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/gE6dZUILNzQ/S220/first+pics+050.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6002889977748124301.post-1118221068071507678</id><published>2008-02-12T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T20:54:19.147-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puzzleboxing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puzzle boxing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='junk'/><title type='text'>Shrink to Fit</title><content type='html'>The art of rearranging things to fit into a space.&lt;div&gt;If there was a word to match that definition, I would have entitled my blog that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been, more or less, cleaning my way through the house.  Currently I'm finding clever ways to stack boxes in the basement and bedroom, since it's easier than thinking about what to throw away.  Generally this process will result in a few extra square-feet of space to stack something else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would it be called "puzzle-boxing?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One might suggest getting rid of the things would be more practical, since this would result in more space, and (more importantly) more time to do things other than puzzle-boxing the junk in the basement.  Yes, dear reader, but what would I do then?  At least with this mind-taxing task, I will be sure to have something engaging to do. . . forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got to run now, stuff's a-waiting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6002889977748124301-1118221068071507678?l=seanbenson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/feeds/1118221068071507678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6002889977748124301&amp;postID=1118221068071507678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/1118221068071507678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6002889977748124301/posts/default/1118221068071507678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seanbenson.blogspot.com/2008/02/shrink-to-fit.html' title='Shrink to 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