<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423482</id><updated>2008-08-12T11:47:44.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What is she UP to, anyway?</title><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default'/><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/index.xml'/><author><name>NT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>238</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423482.post-4371191187820653179</id><published>2008-08-08T12:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T12:12:29.062-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tech'/><title type='text'>So, so ahead of the curve</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;In order to cement your status in the cultural elite, you want to be already sick of everything no one else has even heard of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...If you can do this, becoming not only an early adopter, but an early discarder, you will realize greater status rewards than you ever imagined. Remember, cultural epochs come and go, but one-upsmanship is forever.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will spare you the long list of items that I "discovered" well in advance of the madding crowd. Or the brilliant predictions I made which were ignored or pooh-poohed at the time, but which could have made someone (including me) huge portions of fame and fortune had we been bothered to follow up on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go read &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/08/08/opinion/08brooks.html"&gt;this article by David Brooks&lt;/a&gt;, it's amusing. (Thanks for the pointer, David!)</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/2008/08/so-so-ahead-of-curve.html' title='So, so ahead of the curve'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423482&amp;postID=4371191187820653179&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/index.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/4371191187820653179'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/4371191187820653179'/><author><name>NT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423482.post-3059155151290719768</id><published>2008-07-17T17:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T17:40:43.785-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I took my car in for service a few weeks ago they told me I needed to replace three of my tires (namely, the three that hadn't blown at high speed on the highway last summer). I knew this was important, I knew it was urgent, I knew I should do it promptly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I do it urgently and promptly? I did not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone who doesn't see this coming, raise your hand right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No? Nobody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm an idiot. The only good thing about this story is that the flat was a) on a BACK tire and b) half a mile from home. So, ninety reimbursable bucks later, the spare is on and the shot wheel with its snazzy rim is in the trunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, I'm still an idiot. I'm not a DEAD idiot, however, and that's gotta count for something. No more highway driving for me until I get this tire business sorted.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/2008/07/tired.html' title='Tired'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423482&amp;postID=3059155151290719768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/index.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/3059155151290719768'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/3059155151290719768'/><author><name>NT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423482.post-3306705474288470521</id><published>2008-07-12T11:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T11:08:35.525-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iPhone tech'/><title type='text'>iPhone v.2 Software</title><content type='html'>I don't know why anyone was surprised by the SNAFUs around the release of iPhone 2. You remember what I went through when I got my original iPhone last year? &lt;a href="http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/2007/07/worst-consumer-experience-ever.html"&gt;Horrible, horrible experience&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I waited until the reports of server frustrations died down, and then ~ in the wee, small hours of the morning ~ I downloaded and installed the new software uneventfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, there are some spiffy new features (although STILL no cut-and-paste, and still no mass mark-as-read in email). Everyone will have his or her favorite, but in my view the best is the simplest. Now, when the phone rings, you do not have to "swipe" to answer the phone, just tap an "accept" or "decline" button. This is &lt;strong&gt;a lot&lt;/strong&gt; easier to do in a hurry, or one-handed, and a major UI improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, I'd wish they'd allow you to answer a call by pressing the "home" button. But you can't have everything.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/2008/07/iphone-v2-software.html' title='iPhone v.2 Software'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423482&amp;postID=3306705474288470521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/index.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/3306705474288470521'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/3306705474288470521'/><author><name>NT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423482.post-634775857946202376</id><published>2008-06-06T15:53:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T16:02:07.455-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Dust to Dust</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/uploaded_images/IMG_1906-765710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/uploaded_images/IMG_1906-765014.JPG" border="0" alt="Hydrangea" title="I hope the plant survives." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My trip to Boston, the memorial service for my father, and other family matters went about as well as I could have hoped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We mingled my father's and mother's ashes together, as he had wished, and planted a small hydrangea bush on a strip of land right near their former studios in their memory. My brother and sister-in-law were headed to the cape, and were supposed to scatter the ashes in the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is fleeting, friends; show your love as completely as you can, while you can.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/2008/06/dust-to-dust.html' title='Dust to Dust'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423482&amp;postID=634775857946202376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/index.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/634775857946202376'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/634775857946202376'/><author><name>NT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423482.post-5140939306096028038</id><published>2008-03-27T17:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T17:52:13.975-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>Tagged!</title><content type='html'>Oh dear, a meme, what shall I do, what shall I do?? &lt;a href="http://kellygo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kelly&lt;/a&gt; tagged me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm supposed to share a quotation and dedicate it to three other bloggers. This is a toughy. I don't have a lot of pithy little quotes hanging out inside my head. So instead of something short and sweet, you get the only poem I know by heart. I memorized it in my sophomore year of high school, and it's with me still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Shakespeare's Sonnet 94&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They that have power to hurt and will do none,&lt;br /&gt;That do not do the thing they most do show,&lt;br /&gt;Who, moving others, are themselves as stone,&lt;br /&gt;Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow,&lt;br /&gt;They rightly do inherit heaven's graces&lt;br /&gt;And husband nature's riches from expense;&lt;br /&gt;They are the lords and owners of their faces,&lt;br /&gt;Others but stewards of their excellence.&lt;br /&gt;The summer's flower is to the summer sweet,&lt;br /&gt;Though to itself it only live and die,&lt;br /&gt;But if that flower with base infection meet,&lt;br /&gt;The basest weed outbraves his dignity:&lt;br /&gt;For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds;&lt;br /&gt;Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know a lot of people with blogs. So: two friends, &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/molly_o"&gt;Molly&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.missabigail.com/"&gt;Abbie&lt;/a&gt;, and one stranger, &lt;a href="feed://dailycoyote.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shreve&lt;/a&gt;, consider yourselves tagged.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/2008/03/tagged.html' title='Tagged!'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423482&amp;postID=5140939306096028038&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/index.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/5140939306096028038'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/5140939306096028038'/><author><name>NT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423482.post-226407452318369061</id><published>2008-03-13T17:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T17:58:39.829-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mac'/><title type='text'>Mighty Service</title><content type='html'>So I was having this little problem with my Mighty Mouse: it would scroll every which way but down. And, unfortunately, down is the direction you mostly &lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt; to scroll when scrolling is called for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked up all the troubleshooting procedures online and applied them all, to no effect. So this afternoon I toddled over to the Clarendon Apple store and hoped I could get helped without an appointment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After ascertaining that my description of my problem was indeed accurate, the helpful guy at the Genius bar asked the magic four-word question: "Do you have AppleCare?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why yes, yes I do. Five minutes later I walked out with a brand new Mighty Mouse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AppleCare: buy it. Worth every penny; it's already more than paid for itself.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/2008/03/mighty-service.html' title='Mighty Service'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423482&amp;postID=226407452318369061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/index.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/226407452318369061'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/226407452318369061'/><author><name>NT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423482.post-6405045608792949176</id><published>2008-03-05T17:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T17:10:51.304-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>Sick as a Dog</title><content type='html'>I've got some kind of stomach thing, or a flu, or something. My entire body aches and I'm as week as a newborn kitten. I feel like DEATH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had horrible indigestion all night, and the mere thought of eating is nauseating. I can barely take a sip of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is nasty, folks. I hope you don't get it.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/2008/03/sick-as-dog.html' title='Sick as a Dog'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423482&amp;postID=6405045608792949176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/index.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/6405045608792949176'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/6405045608792949176'/><author><name>NT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423482.post-8807438913935984606</id><published>2008-02-28T15:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T15:59:21.481-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What must it be like?</title><content type='html'>Just now on my way to Starbucks I passed two young ladies carrying grocery bags. The first startling thing about them was their height. They were both well over 6 feet tall ~ and probably closer to 7. A second glance made it clear they were sisters. A third glance (more of a double-take, actually) made it clear they were identical twins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a jerk, my first insta-cliche thought was, "There goes two-thirds of a scarily well-coordinated women's basketball team."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I thought about how many bad jokes and stupid insensitive questions and rude stares and general obnoxiousness these two pleasant-looking young women have probably already endured, and I was ashamed.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/2008/02/what-must-it-be-like.html' title='What must it be like?'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423482&amp;postID=8807438913935984606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/index.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/8807438913935984606'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/8807438913935984606'/><author><name>NT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423482.post-4352903334743624585</id><published>2008-02-23T06:27:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T10:43:52.755-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>JetBlue Totally Rocks</title><content type='html'>If JetBlue were a dude, I would totally marry him. Seriously, I am now going to look into buying JetBlue stock, because they have achieved something close to miraculous in this day and age: they have made air travel tolerable, even mildly pleasant. Their customers are not treated like cattle. They leave promptly and arrive early. Their personnel are friendly and helpful. Their seating is humane. Even their snacks are good. It is impossible for me to believe that a company doing so many things right for customers shouldn't -- barring terrible management or bad externalities -- prosper and thrive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I was right about Apple, wasn't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Update:&lt;/em&gt; Well, I arrived in DC just fine (early) but my bag didn't. Hmf. In fact, the early departure from Las Vegas meant my bag never got on the plane. However, unlike my experience with USAirways, someone helped me promptly, took my report, promised my bag would show up later today, and gave me a $30 voucher for future travel. So I am somewhat mollified, if aggravated that my seamless experience was effed up.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/2008/02/jetblue-totally-rocks.html' title='JetBlue Totally Rocks'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423482&amp;postID=4352903334743624585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/index.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/4352903334743624585'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/4352903334743624585'/><author><name>NT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423482.post-5746749756232074334</id><published>2008-02-17T17:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T18:03:51.129-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All Quiet at Dulles</title><content type='html'>No lines, no crowds, no waiting. I positively zipped through security. I find myself with almost two hours to kill before my flight. An amazingly low-stress experience. Hard not to see it as a good omen. Wish me luck, peoples!</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/2008/02/all-quiet-at-dulles.html' title='All Quiet at Dulles'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423482&amp;postID=5746749756232074334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/index.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/5746749756232074334'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/5746749756232074334'/><author><name>NT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423482.post-7157088974762291329</id><published>2008-02-12T16:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T16:59:28.282-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Slipslidin' Away</title><content type='html'>Be careful out there folks. I took a cartoon-character lift'n'splat fall on some invisible ice just now, resulting in a giant wetpatch on my thigh and what will undoubtedly be a couple of colorful and fancifully shaped bruises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proceed with caution, because falls are better when they're metaphorical.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/2008/02/slipslidin-away.html' title='Slipslidin&apos; Away'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423482&amp;postID=7157088974762291329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/index.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/7157088974762291329'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/7157088974762291329'/><author><name>NT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423482.post-4507286062235255823</id><published>2008-01-18T11:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T11:55:31.917-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iPhone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tech'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='media'/><title type='text'>Great Feature, Stupid Limitation</title><content type='html'>Like a good little Apple fangirl, I promptly updated my iPhone to 1.1.3, and happily and quickly customized my home screen(s), added webclip icons (including making a custom one for THIS blog, check it out you iPhoners!), and thrilled to the *reasonably* accurate location finder in Maps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Software updates: yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But. As we speak I'm downloading a rental of &lt;cite&gt;The Simpsons Movie&lt;/cite&gt;. I'll load it up on my iPhone so that I'll have something to watch on my bus ride this weekend if I get bored of listening to &lt;cite&gt;Wait, Wait, Don't Tell Me&lt;/cite&gt; while the scenery rolls by. The catch is that once I start watching it, I have to &lt;em&gt;finish&lt;/em&gt; watching it within 24 hours. So, for example, I can't watch half the movie on my way out of town and the other half on the way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT IS JUST STUPID. Let me repeat: &lt;strong&gt;the 24 hour window to watch a rental that is available for 30 days is STUPID.&lt;/strong&gt; In case I failed to be quite clear: this restriction is DUMB, IDIOTIC, and downright BRAINDEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot see how this limitation solves any concern that either Apple or the movie studios might have about piracy. It's just pointless. And aggravating.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/2008/01/great-feature-stupid-limitation.html' title='Great Feature, Stupid Limitation'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423482&amp;postID=4507286062235255823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/index.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/4507286062235255823'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/4507286062235255823'/><author><name>NT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423482.post-5707436015581333709</id><published>2008-01-09T11:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T11:26:41.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Desperately Needing Redesign</title><content type='html'>The user experience of cremation (for mourners, of course, not the deceased) is appallingly bad. This is the second time I've been through it, and I was once again outraged by how awful it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your last experience of a loved one should not include someone dressed in shabby janitorial clothing. It should not involve machines that look like they more properly belong in a Nazi concentration camp or an execution chamber on death row. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm sure there are some engineering and safety issues to be dealt with, there is simply NO EXCUSE for how poorly this extremely significant moment in vulnerable people's lives is handled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me quite angry. For a second time.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/2008/01/desperately-needing-redesign.html' title='Desperately Needing Redesign'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423482&amp;postID=5707436015581333709&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/index.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/5707436015581333709'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/5707436015581333709'/><author><name>NT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423482.post-7325034764125634566</id><published>2008-01-06T22:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T22:48:44.978-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Again</title><content type='html'>Nothing to see here. I'm an idiot.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/2008/01/again.html' title='Again'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423482&amp;postID=7325034764125634566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/index.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/7325034764125634566'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/7325034764125634566'/><author><name>NT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423482.post-804093646850486117</id><published>2008-01-06T03:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T03:07:23.956-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Going to Albuquerque</title><content type='html'>I've decided that I need to be in Albuquerque for my Dad's cremation. It just isn't right for my sister to have to deal with this alone. I'll be back on Wednesday.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/2008/01/going-to-albuquerque.html' title='Going to Albuquerque'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423482&amp;postID=804093646850486117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/index.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/804093646850486117'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/804093646850486117'/><author><name>NT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423482.post-9156431404466965995</id><published>2008-01-04T14:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T14:49:13.878-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/uploaded_images/dadninabrownie-747732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/uploaded_images/dadninabrownie-747715.jpg" border="0" alt="photo" title="My father, me, and our dog Brownie, ca. 1958" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harold Tovish (July 31, 1921 - January 4, 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father died this morning in Albuquerque, NM. He was a creative, intelligent, funny, and sometimes difficult man, who was loved and admired by many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be planning a Memorial Service for friends and family to be held in Boston some time in the coming months.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/2008/01/gone.html' title='Gone'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423482&amp;postID=9156431404466965995&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/index.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/9156431404466965995'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/9156431404466965995'/><author><name>NT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423482.post-6616268464385500637</id><published>2008-01-04T06:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T07:01:39.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Found Poetry</title><content type='html'>Okay, here's a meme for you all that I just made up, which riffs off the previous one. Use the aforementioned &lt;a href="http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3"&gt;Random Quotes&lt;/a&gt; page and weave the final words of each quotation, in order, into a poem. The first line is the title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Future Invades Our Lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep in the sunlight&lt;br /&gt;Get off the ground&lt;br /&gt;From blind belief in another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In lunatic asylums&lt;br /&gt;It has been a fine day&lt;br /&gt;You have tried to make it precise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you find yourself up there&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful&lt;br /&gt;Be a nonconformist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Sources:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change is the process by which the future invades our lives. ~ Alvin Toffler;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not anticipate trouble, or worry about what may never happen. Keep in the sunlight. ~ Benjamin Franklin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama exhorted her children at every opportunity to 'jump at de sun.' We might not land on the sun, but at least we would get off the ground. ~ Zora Neale Hurston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With most men, unbelief in one thing springs from blind belief in another. ~ Georg Christoph Lichtenberg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The men who really believe in themselves are all in lunatic asylums. ~ G. K. Chesterton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait until it is night before saying that it has been a fine day. ~ French Proverb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is vague to a degree you do not realize till you have tried to make it precise. ~ Bertrand Russell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just returned from Boston. It is the only sane thing to do if you find yourself up there. ~ Fred Allen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything looked at closely becomes wonderful. ~ A. R. Ammons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoso would be a man must be a nonconformist. ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Thinking Will Turn Into A Tune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our individuality&lt;br /&gt;Being an entrance somewhere else&lt;br /&gt;For each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out at once&lt;br /&gt;The truth&lt;br /&gt;Took to blossom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't get much sleep&lt;br /&gt;We change the world&lt;br /&gt;Being thought unjust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more (this is fun!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A Way To Explore It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obscurity is forever&lt;br /&gt;According to our belief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the work that you're doing&lt;br /&gt;For general consumption&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To fail in so many different ways&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;Prepared for life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among his opponents&lt;br /&gt;We who inhabit the body lack.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/2008/01/found-poetry.html' title='Found Poetry'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423482&amp;postID=6616268464385500637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/index.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/6616268464385500637'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/6616268464385500637'/><author><name>NT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423482.post-9062585800252655678</id><published>2008-01-04T05:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T06:48:19.812-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dada Rock Album Cover Meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/uploaded_images/fishcounteralbum-777399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/uploaded_images/fishcounteralbum-777384.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The first article title on the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random"&gt;Wikipedia Random Articles&lt;/a&gt; page is the name of your band. (Fish Counter)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The last four words of the very last quotation on the &lt;a href="http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3"&gt;Random Quotations&lt;/a&gt; page is the title of your album. ("What we obtain too cheap, we esteem too lightly." Thomas Paine)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;A &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/creativecommons/"&gt;Creative Commons licensed photo* from Flickr &lt;/a&gt;will be your album cover. (photo by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/yinkei/2165032449/in/photostream"&gt;kevinch&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Use your favorite graphics software to throw them together, and post the result.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meme via &lt;a href="http://chocolateandvodka.com/"&gt;Chocolate &amp; Vodka&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The original version of this meme called for the 4th image from Flickr's "Most Interesting" page, but unless you find that photo JUST HAPPENS to be licensed for this kind of use, you should refrain, even for a goofy meme like this. Respect copyright, peoples!</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/2008/01/dada-rock-album-cover-meme.html' title='Dada Rock Album Cover Meme'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423482&amp;postID=9062585800252655678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/index.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/9062585800252655678'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/9062585800252655678'/><author><name>NT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423482.post-2944487499805410371</id><published>2008-01-03T03:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T03:44:04.303-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/uploaded_images/newyear-731212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/uploaded_images/newyear-731203.jpg" border="0" alt="Tingley Park, Albuquerque, NM" title="Reflection for the New Year, Tingley Park, Albuquerque, NM"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a new day, it's a new dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks, once again, to the lovely Kelly (and her fabulous family) for feeding me the requisite black-eyed peas to ensure a prosperous new year. I'm already in rich in friends... now a little filthy lucre wouldn't go amiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 2008 be a blessing to us all.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/2008/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423482&amp;postID=2944487499805410371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/index.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/2944487499805410371'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/2944487499805410371'/><author><name>NT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423482.post-2601220147717339454</id><published>2007-12-27T14:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T13:21:25.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Benazir Bhutto</title><content type='html'>I am dumbstruck and dismayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long, long ago — seemingly in another life — I met and photographed Benazir Bhutto. She was a young woman then (as was I), but she had already been Prime Minister of her country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was amazingly charismatic, eloquent, and ferociously intelligent. She seemed like a beacon of hope, especially for women, in a region that had suffered tremendously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not followed the controversy surrounding her political career, so I can't speak to that. But I admire her courage in returning to Pakistan in the face of serious personal threat.  And I mourn the brutal destruction of a person who carried such potential to contribute to the greater good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Update: For some grim photos and an eyewitness account, go &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/packages/html/world/20071227_BHUTTO_FEATURE/index.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;;  ~ this is what political violence does.]</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/2007/12/benazir-bhutto.html' title='Benazir Bhutto'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423482&amp;postID=2601220147717339454&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/index.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/2601220147717339454'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/2601220147717339454'/><author><name>NT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423482.post-2966079095590443013</id><published>2007-12-25T00:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T01:10:57.552-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tech'/><title type='text'>All aTwitter</title><content type='html'>Cripes. So somebody kewl like Kelly is using Twitter. Hence, I must learn about it and use it myself. So I go and set myself up a Twitter account (tovish). And then I try to get my phone to receive the tweets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first verification message showed up just fine. It asked me to send my name. Which name? My twitter name? My phone name? My real name? I try all of them. Nothing works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start the verification process over again. Now I can't even get the darn first verification message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And may I add, the Twitter help system is RIDICULOUSLY BAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, apparently, I am deeply uncool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas, all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Update: Now it's working, apparently. Except I can't delete all the junk messages I sent by accident. It &lt;em&gt;says&lt;/em&gt; it's deleting them, but noooo... Grr.]</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/2007/12/all-atwitter.html' title='All aTwitter'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423482&amp;postID=2966079095590443013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/index.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/2966079095590443013'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/2966079095590443013'/><author><name>NT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423482.post-2976927354187274793</id><published>2007-12-09T05:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T05:41:28.397-05:00</updated><title type='text'>iTunes Meme du Jour</title><content type='html'>I never do these, but what the heck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;1. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. You must write that song name down no matter how silly it makes you look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;If someone says "Is this Okay?" You say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stoned to the Bone, Part 1" - James Brown (Well, James Brown is definitely okay...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;How would you describe yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Girlfriend" - Alicia Keys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What do you like in a guy and/or girl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Going to the River" - Taj Mahal (Apparently, the depressive type.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;How do you feel today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Shape I'm In" - The Band (Not so hot, really.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What's your life purpose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In the Garden" - Bob Dylan (Thanks a lot, Bobby, lay it on me why don't ya.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What do your friends think of you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Little of Your Time" - Maroon 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What do your parents think of you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tuesday Heartbreak" - Stevie Wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What do you often think about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Chan Chan" - Buena Vista Social Club (Okay, your guess is as good as mine.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What do you think about the person you like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's Me, O Lord (Standin' in the Need of Prayer)" - Charlie Haden and Hank Jones (Always.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What is your life's story&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;"Ziggie Stardust" - David Bowie (I'm such a rockstar.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What will you dance to at your wedding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All I Really Want" - Alanis Morissette (I don't think so, but it would be unconventional.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What will they play at your funeral?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eight Days A Week" - Beatles (Not the worst choice.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What is your biggest fear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Southern Man" - Neil Young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What is your biggest secret?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I Believe (When I Fall in Love It Will Be Forever) - Stevie Wonder (So true.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What do you think of your friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bad Things" - Jace Everett (This cracks me up.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What do you think about your past?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Set Them Free" - Sting (An excellent idea.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What is your future going to be like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bring Me to Life" - Evanescence (I can hope!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What do you see in the person you like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Consequences of Falling" - k.d. laing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What will the song be for you and your spouse?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Hoochie Coochie Coo" - Taj Mahal (Yeah, baby!)</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/2007/12/itunes-meme-du-jour.html' title='iTunes Meme du Jour'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423482&amp;postID=2976927354187274793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/index.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/2976927354187274793'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/2976927354187274793'/><author><name>NT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423482.post-568200614050542897</id><published>2007-11-29T15:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T22:35:00.129-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Not Too Cool to Boogie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/uploaded_images/yamin-758708.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/uploaded_images/yamin-758695.jpg" border="0" alt="Elliott Yamin at 9:30 Club" title="Elliott Yamin sings his last song of the night."/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A poker buddy of mine, PK, is pals with Elliott Yamin of American Idol runner-up fame. He hooked me up with freebie tickets for Elliott's show at the 9:30 Club, so of course I invited fanboy David to join me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun concert. I particularly enjoyed the encore performance, shown in the photo above, which featured just Elliott's splendid voice and keyboard.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/2007/11/not-too-cool-to-boogie.html' title='Not Too Cool to Boogie'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423482&amp;postID=568200614050542897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/index.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/568200614050542897'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/568200614050542897'/><author><name>NT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423482.post-570177696496438213</id><published>2007-11-22T19:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T15:41:09.393-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Things to Give Thanks For</title><content type='html'>Some years I feel as if the list is longer than others. But I know that even on a short-list year, I am more endowed with blessings than I could possible enumerate, and my gratitude falls far short of what is truly owed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, to keep it simple, I give thanks above all for the love and kindness of friends. An especial thanks to Kelly &amp; Todd for their hospitality today, which surrounded me with warmth and fed me with affection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/uploaded_images/IMG_0090-787954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/uploaded_images/IMG_0090-787935.jpg" border="0" alt="" title="Kelly &amp; Liam"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/2007/11/things-to-give-thanks-for.html' title='Things to Give Thanks For'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423482&amp;postID=570177696496438213&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/index.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/570177696496438213'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/570177696496438213'/><author><name>NT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8423482.post-6532552438892728684</id><published>2007-10-28T20:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T15:40:56.981-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Passage</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/uploaded_images/photo-710583-710617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/uploaded_images/photo-710583-710612.jpg"  border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Last day in Albuquerque. I don&amp;#39;t know if I&amp;#39;ll ever see my father alive again. It&amp;#39;s odd to say goodbye to someone you know very well who doesn&amp;#39;t seem to have the vaguest idea who you are. He didn&amp;#39;t call me by name once.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/2007/10/passage.html' title='Passage'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8423482&amp;postID=6532552438892728684&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.luciddesign.com/weblog/index.xml' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/6532552438892728684'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8423482/posts/default/6532552438892728684'/><author><name>NT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry></feed>