<?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-12480202</id><updated>2012-02-02T14:51:52.205-06:00</updated><category term='mentor'/><category term='BBC'/><category term='Metropolis'/><category term='festival of lights'/><category term='polish traditions'/><category term='niles'/><category term='felony'/><category term='resolutions'/><category term='golden gate park'/><category term='news'/><category term='loss'/><category term='snafus when tired'/><category term='parthenon'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='picasso'/><category term='iron chef america'/><category term='super H mart'/><category term='homeless'/><category 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term='Kitsch&apos;n'/><category term='jack london'/><category term='Superman'/><category term='work email'/><category term='midwest'/><category term='cold weather'/><category term='middle eastern sweets'/><category term='belle meade'/><category term='disappointment'/><category term='de Young museum'/><category term='americas art'/><category term='nashville'/><category term='state capitol Zodiac Killer'/><category term='newlyweds'/><category term='food'/><category term='Benicia'/><category term='bears'/><category term='confrontation'/><category term='holiday slump'/><category term='coffee shops'/><title type='text'>Pirate's Cove</title><subtitle type='html'>Adventures of a would-be pirate, if not for being saddled by a law degree.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Yummy!</title><summary type='text'> We've started solids!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/6026495536691755886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=6026495536691755886' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/6026495536691755886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/6026495536691755886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2008/08/yummy.html' title='Yummy!'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail 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There's a point in the class that's quiet time - where you are supposedly teaching the kids how to rest. The teacher puts on this relaxing flute music and everyone quiets down by rocking or laying on the floor. Somehow I always end up whistling, but I digress...Spirited and I were hanging out and she was practicing sitting (one of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/7396944459587858552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=7396944459587858552' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/7396944459587858552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/7396944459587858552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2008/07/bend-over-and-let-one-rip.html' title='Bend over and let one rip!'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-6609879155932871961</id><published>2008-07-08T18:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T19:16:36.175-05:00</updated><title type='text'>target on our backs</title><summary type='text'>Recently we were in the bookstore with Spirited, who was asleep in the stroller and being watched by Cowboy.  After a few minutes of browsing in an area away from them, I heard her cry.  After she cried for a little bit, I started back towards them to see if I could help.  There was a man standing there jingling his keys in front of her face.  He seemed very nice.  I took over and let Cowboy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/6609879155932871961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=6609879155932871961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/6609879155932871961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/6609879155932871961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2008/07/target-on-our-backs.html' title='target on our backs'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-1254217515690308502</id><published>2008-07-02T19:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T19:09:26.467-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, fake legs are expensive!</title><summary type='text'>While out for a stroll the other day, we saw a guy directing a driver into a parking spot.  The unusual part about this story is that the guy who was directing the driver was IN the empty space, sitting on the car that was behind the car backing in.  We watched as the director kept telling the driver to come back.  We grew more and more anxious as the car followed his direction to close the gap </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/1254217515690308502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=1254217515690308502' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/1254217515690308502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/1254217515690308502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2008/07/hey-fake-legs-are-expensive.html' title='Hey, fake legs are expensive!'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-8816243146635702261</id><published>2008-06-20T13:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T13:59:46.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome</title><summary type='text'>Spirited is so awesome, I can't even handle it.  She kicks most of the time she's awake and I love her energy.  When I hear the drumbeat of her little heels pounding against her crib mattress, she greets me with a giant smile that just melts my heart.  We do yoga and I give her massages, and whenever I put her on the floor she gets all excited because she knows what's coming.  The feet start </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/8816243146635702261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=8816243146635702261' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/8816243146635702261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/8816243146635702261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2008/06/awesome.html' title='Awesome'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-6969923503319294812</id><published>2008-06-17T18:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T19:08:03.652-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life as usual</title><summary type='text'>According to my pediatrician, there are two time lines for fussiness where babies can become extra gassy and bothered by reflux.  Most babies are done with it by 12 weeks, others take until about 16 weeks for things to get better.  Spirited is in the latter group.  I still have to nurse her sitting up, but that's becoming easier as she has better trunk stability.  She also has some food </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/6969923503319294812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=6969923503319294812' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/6969923503319294812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/6969923503319294812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2008/06/life-as-usual.html' title='Life as usual'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-3957275390123197678</id><published>2008-06-16T22:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T23:13:47.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Soothing 101</title><summary type='text'>In 12 years - when I have my next kid - I will have forgotten the bizillion soothing techniques I have learned over the past 3 months.  To my future self (and anyone else who needs ideas), here are the ones that never fail:1) the milkshake.  Put one hand on baby's butt, between the legs, and the other hand either under her chin or (if she has good head control) holding her by the chest and arms.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/3957275390123197678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=3957275390123197678' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/3957275390123197678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/3957275390123197678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2008/06/soothing-101.html' title='Soothing 101'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-860569717358234891</id><published>2008-06-11T14:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T14:33:57.335-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back, baby!</title><summary type='text'>For several days, Spirited has been fighting sleep.  She even fights going into the stroller because she knows it will lull her to sleep.  Needless to say, this has made for a very tired mommy.  I honestly didn't know what to do.  I was watching her for signs that she was tired and would start soothing her and getting her ready to sleep within 2 hours of her last waking.  Whenever I'd put her in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/860569717358234891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=860569717358234891' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/860569717358234891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/860569717358234891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-back-baby.html' title='I&apos;m back, baby!'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-2529423454061968320</id><published>2008-06-04T21:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T22:10:07.391-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spirited?</title><summary type='text'>Even though "high needs" is the technical term, I don't really like it and I've been feeling bad about calling my kid that.  It sounds negative and resentful.  This is so not the case.  We'll call her "spirited."  This is really more accurate.  All babies have the same needs - some just need certain things more and express them louder.  That is my kid. I subscribe to the theory that if you meet </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/2529423454061968320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=2529423454061968320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/2529423454061968320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/2529423454061968320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2008/06/spirited.html' title='Spirited?'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-7915114983977934835</id><published>2008-06-03T21:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T10:24:31.921-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"High Needs" Baby</title><summary type='text'>I would have thought that this was a term used by people who were unrealistic in their expectations of babies....until I had one. Even before my daughter was born I knew we were in for a treat. The kid rarely stopped kicking. Once she was born, there was something different about her - and she was still kicking!Part of figuring her out involved figuring out that she was really hard to burp. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/7915114983977934835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=7915114983977934835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/7915114983977934835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/7915114983977934835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2008/06/high-needs-baby.html' title='&quot;High Needs&quot; Baby'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-2651667883453361260</id><published>2007-05-28T22:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T23:00:04.348-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Universe</title><summary type='text'>You know how it is - you never intend to actually watch something like the Miss Universe contest, but if you happen to run into it during the inevitable channel flipping, it's the train wreck you can't help but watch. We came in at the final 10 stage and at the risk of sounding like an ignorant American - I was initially struck by how similar they all looked.  All dark haired beauties with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/2651667883453361260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=2651667883453361260' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/2651667883453361260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/2651667883453361260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2007/05/miss-universe.html' title='Miss Universe'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-7547198570382658838</id><published>2007-05-03T18:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T19:13:21.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>News briefs</title><summary type='text'>Lots of good stuff.An attorney in our office got a "baby killer" off after the medical examiner changed the cause of death on the certificate after the mentally ill defendant confessed.  Here's the story:http://www.chicagotribune.com/news/local/lake/chi-0705021311may03,1,4757531.story?ctrack=2&amp;cset=trueAnd, news flash, Russian women are apparently superior in their ability to snag western men.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/7547198570382658838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=7547198570382658838' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/7547198570382658838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/7547198570382658838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2007/05/news-briefs.html' title='News briefs'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-547196948733173723</id><published>2007-02-13T21:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T10:02:23.378-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 Elections</title><summary type='text'>I am very excited about the upcoming elections. It's going to be so interesting seeing history in the making. For the first time, the country will consider whether it wants an African-American, a woman, or a Mormon. There are going to be some interesting issues. In fact, I'm hoping for some good candid discussion.I'm already a little disappointed in Obama. He was on 60 minutes this weekend, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/547196948733173723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=547196948733173723' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/547196948733173723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/547196948733173723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2007/02/2008-elections.html' title='2008 Elections'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-1040156590423656387</id><published>2007-02-06T21:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T22:37:24.028-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='americas art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picasso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='de Young museum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Klingon betleh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='european art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='golden gate park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='munch'/><title type='text'>de Young</title><summary type='text'> On my final full day in Cali, my parents and I went to the de Young museum. It's in a new building, built specifically for the the museum. The building is really interesting and it's sheathed in copper and brass. It's also in the Golden Gate Park, which is always nice to visit - down the street from the bison! The de Young has a fabulous collection of art and artifacts from the Americas. It was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/1040156590423656387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=1040156590423656387' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/1040156590423656387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/1040156590423656387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2007/02/de-young.html' title='de Young'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_smcoKSx90OA/RclKyNzLEYI/AAAAAAAAADM/TEzE8XLEdTA/s72-c/Picture+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-5506848161291299309</id><published>2007-02-05T20:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T21:20:18.213-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Superbowl down</title><summary type='text'>Chicago was so hopeful for a good superbowl outcome.  We all know how that turned out.  The next day was full of criticism for Rex Grossman and the Bears in general.  This struck me as kind of funny given the whole "Christian Coach" thing at the game.  Apparently, that sentiment ends there.  Okay, yeah the Bears didn't pull through, but let's give them some credit for getting there, and for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/5506848161291299309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=5506848161291299309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/5506848161291299309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/5506848161291299309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2007/02/superbowl-down.html' title='Superbowl down'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_smcoKSx90OA/Rcfsy9zLEXI/AAAAAAAAADA/71LW1gZJyBY/s72-c/Picture+053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-5236250848899678501</id><published>2007-02-03T12:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T14:15:25.590-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='California'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='state capitol Zodiac Killer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jack london'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Benicia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camel barns'/><title type='text'>Benicia, CA - the capitol on wheels</title><summary type='text'>Obviously it wasn't all work when I went home for the interview. My parents actually took time off (in our travels we discussed how many days vacation time they each had - unbelievable) and took some trips. After my interview we went to Benicia. Benicia is a cute little town on a bay in the bay area. It's east of San Francisco Bay on the Carquinez Strait. Benicia has an interesting history - full</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/5236250848899678501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=5236250848899678501' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/5236250848899678501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/5236250848899678501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2007/02/benicia-ca-capitol-on-wheels.html' title='Benicia, CA - the capitol on wheels'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_smcoKSx90OA/RcTtHdzLEWI/AAAAAAAAACc/4BTp0HWk5ys/s72-c/Picture+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-4949202513873137039</id><published>2007-02-01T22:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T14:17:22.395-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oral argument'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='murder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='felony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conviction overturned'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misdemeanor'/><title type='text'>I bet misdemeanor convictions don't feel this good</title><summary type='text'>I got my decision on the last case I argued. Murder conviction overturned! It's a published decision, which is great, and I made good law on an issue of law that hasn't been expressly held before. They only reached 2 out of the 7 issues they could have overturned on, but they were the two issues I argued at oral argument. Some of the things they say sound like they come right from my briefs too. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/4949202513873137039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=4949202513873137039' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/4949202513873137039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/4949202513873137039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-bet-misdemeanor-convictions-dont-feel.html' title='I bet misdemeanor convictions don&apos;t feel this good'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-1620498273431967922</id><published>2007-01-31T23:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T14:18:22.187-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='law'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hypothetical'/><title type='text'>Do I really want to start all over?</title><summary type='text'>I went to my interview. It was a little odd. More hypotheticals and they also wanted to know what each of my siblings and parents did for a living. (?) Once again, who knows how I did. Lots of ethical and evidentiary issues. I don't know if they appreciated my answers, but I was happy with them. I had to do a closing argument on the spur of the moment on a retail theft case. That could've been a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/1620498273431967922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=1620498273431967922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/1620498273431967922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/1620498273431967922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2007/01/do-i-really-want-to-start-all-over.html' title='Do I really want to start all over?'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-8284054516134365705</id><published>2007-01-25T19:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T14:19:00.613-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encounter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='midwest'/><title type='text'>midwesterners do talk</title><summary type='text'>I was in the elevator today and pressed my floor. The other person, a man, in the elevator says to me, "Oh, that's the highest you can go." I said, "yep." We stopped on another floor and another woman got in. The man says Hi to her and she greeted him back. He then says, "Oh, so people in the Midwest DO talk" and he looks very pointedly at me. He then claimed that Midwesterners aren't as friendly</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/8284054516134365705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=8284054516134365705' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/8284054516134365705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/8284054516134365705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2007/01/midwesterners-do-talk.html' title='midwesterners do talk'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-2132680165327878142</id><published>2007-01-25T01:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T14:19:22.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Comment away!</title><summary type='text'>I thought that something in the "upgrade" to the new version of blogger was making my comments disabled and that it would resolve itself. Ha.I haven't been able to check my code and locate the problem - or if there is one. In the meantime, I have changed my template and the new one seems to allow for comments.Now Simba's mom can yell at me for rooting for the Saints!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/2132680165327878142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=2132680165327878142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/2132680165327878142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/2132680165327878142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2007/01/comment-away.html' title='Comment away!'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-1135919701694118569</id><published>2007-01-24T18:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T14:19:56.787-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee shops'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career change'/><title type='text'>Going home</title><summary type='text'>Well, in a couple of days, I'm off to go home and interview with the prosecutor's office. Should be interesting at the very least. I'll keep you posted.I've been trying to think of what I miss most so I can make sure I do it. I actually miss all the little independent coffee shops. I don't drink coffee, but I miss the non-Starbucks options for places to hang out. I have a secret dream to open my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/1135919701694118569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=1135919701694118569' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/1135919701694118569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/1135919701694118569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2007/01/going-home.html' title='Going home'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-8660908359332700956</id><published>2007-01-22T00:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T14:20:27.836-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='superbowl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='midwest'/><title type='text'>Whoa!  Midwestern Super Bowl!</title><summary type='text'>I'm not a huge sports fan, but I did watch most of the two playoff games today. To show you how not a sports fan I am - even when it would be very exciting to see the home team go to the Super Bowl, I always have to root for the underdog. I figure since Cowboy was rooting for the Bears, I can even out the universe by rooting for the Saints. After all, what a year they've had! Watching the Colts </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/8660908359332700956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=8660908359332700956' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/8660908359332700956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/8660908359332700956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2007/01/whoa-midwestern-super-bowl.html' title='Whoa!  Midwestern Super Bowl!'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-6606682776842451740</id><published>2007-01-19T19:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T14:21:05.654-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='law'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mentor'/><title type='text'>My new mentor - whether or not he wants to be</title><summary type='text'>I've elected myself a mentor. He is an attorney in my office who is ALWAYS excited about his cases and always seems to go the extra mile on behalf of his clients. Plus, he actually seems like a decent person. This kind of attorney is hard to come by in general, much less in a person who is not really your friend but is just someone you admire and can learn from. Of course, I'm probably dragging </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/6606682776842451740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=6606682776842451740' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/6606682776842451740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/6606682776842451740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-new-mentor-whether-or-not-he-wants.html' title='My new mentor - whether or not he wants to be'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-2154813432118297949</id><published>2007-01-16T18:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T14:22:18.282-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kitsch&apos;n'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forrest yoga'/><title type='text'>I guess I did okay</title><summary type='text'>So, the results of my examination came back - they actually tell you what your score is and the number you ranked on the list. It's a little odd. I now have to decide whether to fly out for an interview. I get to combine it with a trip home, so that's not bad....New things I tried this week: Forrest Yoga, which kicked my butt, and the Green Eggs and Ham at Kitsch'n. Hello Kitty had the fried </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/2154813432118297949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=2154813432118297949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/2154813432118297949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/2154813432118297949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-guess-i-did-okay.html' title='I guess I did okay'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-3278200602578818097</id><published>2007-01-09T18:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T14:22:55.285-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='banking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PBS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kenya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BBC'/><title type='text'>More world news, less news about Trump and Rosie</title><summary type='text'>Are you freakin' kidding me? I turn on the news and catch the tail end of yet another round of the whole Trump / Rosie brawl. This is the news? Thank goodness for BBC and PBS.BBC had a story about cell phone technology innovation brought to you by a company in Kenya. Soon we'll be able to send people money by cell phone!Bankelele, a blogger in Kenya, has a detailed post that tells ya all about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/3278200602578818097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=3278200602578818097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/3278200602578818097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/3278200602578818097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2007/01/more-world-news-less-news-about-trump.html' title='More world news, less news about Trump and Rosie'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-4473212397336850511</id><published>2007-01-07T22:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T14:23:38.602-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='law'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='examination'/><title type='text'>it's been a while...</title><summary type='text'>I had my first job "interview" in over 3 years. To be fair - it wasn't really an interview - they called it an "examination" and that's a pretty good description of it. It lasted less than a half an hour - and they stuck to the time frame. During that time, they asked you several questions, with several subsections to each one. There was no give and take - no discussion, no ability to ask </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/4473212397336850511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=4473212397336850511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/4473212397336850511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/4473212397336850511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-been-while.html' title='it&apos;s been a while...'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-806835891367860312</id><published>2007-01-03T22:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T14:24:47.570-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resolutions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work email'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='middle eastern sweets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>New Year's Resolutions</title><summary type='text'>One of my resolutions this year is to try new things. My goal is to try something new each day (although I will consider the goal met if I try 3 new things a week). Today, my list includes some intentional and unintentional effort to try something new.Unintentional:1. putting my workout shorts on backward and not even noticing until I tried to put my keys in my pocket2. leaving the gym after my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/806835891367860312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=806835891367860312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/806835891367860312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/806835891367860312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-years-resolutions.html' title='New Year&apos;s Resolutions'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-3712620202856131018</id><published>2007-01-02T22:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T14:25:38.725-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newlyweds'/><title type='text'>Great gift for newlyweds</title><summary type='text'>How cool is this? I don't think I've ever bought my own Christmas tree, and I know I've never had one in an apartment in Chicago. This year, we got a nativity scene to add a touch of Christianity to Christmas at the Cowboy-Betty household.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/3712620202856131018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=3712620202856131018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/3712620202856131018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/3712620202856131018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2007/01/great-gift-for-newlyweds.html' title='Great gift for newlyweds'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_smcoKSx90OA/RZs249FVH1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/kWsfXk9fP_Q/s72-c/Picture+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-5168979464505863683</id><published>2006-12-21T23:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T14:26:21.981-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munich'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phillip Pullman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iron chef america'/><title type='text'>Entertainment review</title><summary type='text'>We saw Munich last night. That was a huge disappointment. In fact, I didn't even bother watching the last five minutes because it was such a pointless movie. The story could've been compelling - the real life events certainly lend themselves to such - but it wasn't. Instead, it was like 5 hours (seemingly) of waiting for each person to be assassinated. The thread that held the "story" together </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/5168979464505863683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=5168979464505863683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/5168979464505863683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/5168979464505863683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/12/entertainment-review.html' title='Entertainment review'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-4773991441455873124</id><published>2006-12-20T15:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T14:27:55.206-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday slump'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='polish traditions'/><title type='text'>When the hoarding instinct comes in handy</title><summary type='text'>I have been in quite a funk lately both about work and the upcoming holidays. I'm just not looking forward to them. Thanksgiving turned out better than I thought - mostly because of my (and those offered by Simba's mom) clever comments at the holiday table. This time I have to look forward to this weird polish thing where you hold a wafer and run around the room breaking off a piece of someone </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/4773991441455873124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=4773991441455873124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/4773991441455873124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/4773991441455873124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/12/when-hoarding-instinct-comes-in-handy.html' title='When the hoarding instinct comes in handy'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-384199227549726745</id><published>2006-12-19T18:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T14:28:30.305-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ta Da!</title><summary type='text'>After an embarrassing long search - we finally bought a couch! We even got a love seat to go with it! Yeehaw! I'm not sure what that says about us when most couples are excited about their new home and we're barely at the couch stage. Kinda crappy photo, but you get the idea. They don't feel quite like the overstuffed sausages that they look like, either.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/384199227549726745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=384199227549726745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/384199227549726745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/384199227549726745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/12/ta-da.html' title='Ta Da!'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_smcoKSx90OA/RYiM6ns0XKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KOzJQsFq3Ns/s72-c/Picture+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-4286025466464560995</id><published>2006-12-06T22:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T14:29:07.373-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cold weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snafus when tired'/><title type='text'>I'd like to be able to blame it on the weather....</title><summary type='text'>But I think I'm just getting old. This week (and yes, it's only Wednesday) I've left my apartment with two different shoes on, and my nose ran without me feeling it. Both firsts. That means, that if I hadn't - by some miracle - have looked down at my feet before leaving the lobby of my building, I would've actually made it to work with one brown boot and one black boot on. Note, I did make it out</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/4286025466464560995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=4286025466464560995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/4286025466464560995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/4286025466464560995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/12/id-like-to-be-able-to-blame-it-on.html' title='I&apos;d like to be able to blame it on the weather....'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-5021359817886625404</id><published>2006-11-20T21:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T14:29:52.301-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parkour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festival of lights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='james bond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daniel craig'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sebastien foucan'/><title type='text'>007 and Mickey Mouse</title><summary type='text'>It may seem unseemly that in the same weekend I drooled over the new James Bond I also took delight in watching the Festival of Lights parade from my window, but there you have it. I have to say that I really liked the new Bond movie. Really. It's got to be my favorite. This is saying a lot because I waited with anticipation for Pierce Brosnan to be Bond, and I couldn't imagine anyone filling his</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/5021359817886625404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=5021359817886625404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/5021359817886625404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/5021359817886625404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/11/007-and-mickey-mouse.html' title='007 and Mickey Mouse'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-8298956501458879192</id><published>2006-11-14T19:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T14:30:36.650-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illinois'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abraham Lincoln'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appellate court'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amish'/><title type='text'>The land of Lincoln and the Amish</title><summary type='text'> Our final stops on our way home from Tennessee included Mt. Vernon. Actually, we kinda had to stop there to dodge the ugly weather that was rolling through. I guess all of our weather fairies were taking a break at that point. It turned out perfectly because that way, we got to stop in and see the 5th District Appellate Courthouse. Yes, it is as small as it seems. It's really very cute. In the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/8298956501458879192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=8298956501458879192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/8298956501458879192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/8298956501458879192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/11/land-of-lincoln-and-amish.html' title='The land of Lincoln and the Amish'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-3561919237234982151</id><published>2006-11-13T18:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T18:49:16.431-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Superman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Metropolis'/><title type='text'>Look, up in the sky!</title><summary type='text'>  On our trip back from Nashville, we HAD to stop to check out the official home of Superman.  This would naturally be in Metropolis, IL.  It's way down there near the border of IL and KY.  It's a little old town - with not much going for it outside a super museum for Superman and a Harrah's casino.  However, this summer - July 7-10 to be exact - a life size bronze statue of Lois Lane will be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/3561919237234982151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=3561919237234982151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/3561919237234982151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/3561919237234982151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/11/look-up-in-sky.html' title='Look, up in the sky!'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-4289974699783661656</id><published>2006-11-11T22:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T14:31:59.631-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nashville'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='belle meade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parthenon'/><title type='text'>Yeehaw! Welcome to Nashville</title><summary type='text'> I was surprised to find Nashville such a liveable city. It didn't hurt that for the two days we were there it was 78 degrees in November....The downtown is not very big, and it is mostly country and western buildings. Two of the few main buildings include the Grand Ole Opry and Gaylord Entertainment Center - where this year's Country Music Awards were held.Nashville is also the proud home of the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/4289974699783661656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=4289974699783661656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/4289974699783661656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/4289974699783661656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/11/yeehaw-welcome-to-nashville.html' title='Yeehaw! Welcome to Nashville'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-116305059058718531</id><published>2006-11-08T23:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:54.950-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Love the unseasonably warm weather in Chicago?</title><summary type='text'> You have my special guest to thank for that. The only person with a more powerful weather fairy than mine is my mom. Where my weather fairy prevents bad weather from spoiling events, hers actually brings good weather to her. Every time she is in Chicago the weather is PERFECT! She was here a few days before Christmas one year and it was 70 degrees.  We took advantage of the nice weather to see </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/116305059058718531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=116305059058718531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/116305059058718531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/116305059058718531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/11/love-unseasonably-warm-weather-in.html' title='Love the unseasonably warm weather in Chicago?'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-116270851534021099</id><published>2006-11-05T00:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T14:33:00.548-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mochi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='niles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='super H mart'/><title type='text'>The "H" stands for happyland</title><summary type='text'>Cowboy and I discovered a fantastic new store - Super H Mart. It's this gi-normous Asian supermarket. They have a huge produce section, lots of fresh fish, tons of American and Asian food products - the place is huge. But wait, there's more! It's really like a mini mall. When you walk in, they have a bakery and a food court. The bakery offers some of the regulars - cheesecake and chocolate cake -</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/116270851534021099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=116270851534021099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/116270851534021099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/116270851534021099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/11/h-stands-for-happyland.html' title='The &quot;H&quot; stands for happyland'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-116266303754362101</id><published>2006-11-04T11:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T14:34:46.379-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confrontation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cage match'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='double punches'/><title type='text'>Betty v. the homeless guy</title><summary type='text'>This post is a shout-out to all those nerdy boys who ask who would win if paired off in a cage match - Bruce Lee or Muhammad Ali? Ah, a question for the ages.I thought summer was the season where all the mentally ill homeless people come out of hiding. Maybe there's something about the cold that triggers a mental break...Two nights in a row I have seen a homeless guy (not the same one) yell at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/116266303754362101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=116266303754362101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/116266303754362101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/116266303754362101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/11/betty-v-homeless-guy.html' title='Betty v. the homeless guy'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-116260341349252673</id><published>2006-11-03T19:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T14:35:30.706-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oral argument'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='law'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disappointment'/><title type='text'>Criminal defense work</title><summary type='text'>This week I had oral argument in my biggest case. It went pretty well. Of course, so did my last one (one of my most interesting and strongest cases) and I just found out that I lost that case. There's always the inevitable Supreme Court petition, but it's never been that likely that they'll take one from us lowly defense attorneys. I'm mad that I lost this particular case, because the facts of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/116260341349252673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=116260341349252673' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/116260341349252673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/116260341349252673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/11/criminal-defense-work.html' title='Criminal defense work'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-116190920087365256</id><published>2006-10-26T19:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:54.131-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One step forward, another back</title><summary type='text'>A woman's body was found in her Delhi apartment in January 1999 after being raped and strangled (among other injuries). The purported killer was tried and acquitted. The trial judge criticized the investigation - accusing the police of fabricating and manipulating evidence to ensure that the defendant (whose father was a senior police officer at the time). After a public outcry and campaign to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/116190920087365256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=116190920087365256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/116190920087365256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/116190920087365256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/10/one-step-forward-another-back.html' title='One step forward, another back'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-116165774252086953</id><published>2006-10-23T21:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:53.956-06:00</updated><title type='text'>6 months</title><summary type='text'>I've now been married over 6 months. Cowboy and I celebrated our semi-annual anniversary. It was cute because we never really celebrated too many of the 10 years we were together before we got married, but he was all about the 6 months. We went to Roy's, the Hawaiian Fusion restaurant. Even though there was one right down the street from where we stayed in Kauai, and the one here is not that far </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/116165774252086953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=116165774252086953' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/116165774252086953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/116165774252086953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/10/6-months.html' title='6 months'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-116075735020465702</id><published>2006-10-13T11:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:53.800-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My heroes</title><summary type='text'>For some reason, the idea of visiting Mt. Rushmore pops into my head every once in a while. I've never been, and I would like to see the monument. Ideally I'd like to go when I have kids, so they can appreciate it too. Perhaps the monument to Crazy Horse will be finished by then too. As I searched the internet to find a picture of the Crazy Horse monument, I ran across some interesting fun facts.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/116075735020465702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=116075735020465702' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/116075735020465702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/116075735020465702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-heroes.html' title='My heroes'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-116062183902886410</id><published>2006-10-11T21:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:53.667-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What do a whoopee cushion and toilet brush have in common?</title><summary type='text'>Human size versions of them were both seen by me this morning on my way into work. They were just walking around - along with their friend - Whatamicallit. I'm not sure what he was. He looked like he was in a baby costume, with the hamburger helper guy coming out of his head. Oh, and he had a fake bare butt. I don't know. I just really wanted to see the kind of Halloween party that started at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/116062183902886410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=116062183902886410' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/116062183902886410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/116062183902886410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-do-whoopee-cushion-and-toilet.html' title='What do a whoopee cushion and toilet brush have in common?'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-116053458648431657</id><published>2006-10-10T21:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:53.524-06:00</updated><title type='text'>High priced high-rise tainted by crime spree</title><summary type='text'>We were walking out of the building when 3 police cars came up the driveway - officers quickly hopping out of the car. At first we just thought that they were milking the possibility of a good call - after all, what could go wrong in a high priced high-rise? When we came back, an hour and a half later, the police were still there. We walked into the lobby and found the doorman busy with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/116053458648431657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=116053458648431657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/116053458648431657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/116053458648431657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/10/high-priced-high-rise-tainted-by-crime.html' title='High priced high-rise tainted by crime spree'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-116041010837958808</id><published>2006-10-09T10:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:53.355-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What night is Pagan night?</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday Cowboy, Hello Kitty and I went out to Lake Geneva, one of our favorite towns in Wisconsin. We took the scenic route, and poked around in the antique shops in Richmond, tried some pumpkin fudge that was all raw un-spiced pumpkin and little fudge, then hit the wine and cheese shop for cheese curds. When we finally got to Lake Geneva, we expected to have the glistening water and cute shops</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/116041010837958808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=116041010837958808' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/116041010837958808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/116041010837958808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-night-is-pagan-night.html' title='What night is Pagan night?'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-115974934471043975</id><published>2006-10-01T19:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:53.195-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Roadrunner, this one's "4" you</title><summary type='text'>Congratulations to Roadrunner and Prince E! They got married this weekend - those crazy kids! After an afternoon of dicey weather, the sun came out just in time for the ceremony. The ceremony was very pretty and the reception was a lot of fun. They had a Hawaiian theme, and surprised us all with the Pacific Island Dancers who taught us how to hula. Cowboy's favorite part was the live music video </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/115974934471043975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=115974934471043975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115974934471043975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115974934471043975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/10/roadrunner-this-ones-4-you.html' title='Roadrunner, this one&apos;s &quot;4&quot; you'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-115932092794268469</id><published>2006-09-26T19:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:52.917-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Who knew King Lear inspired so much nudity?</title><summary type='text'>(Introducing) Hello Kitty and I saw King Lear at the Goodman this weekend. First, I haven't seen so many naked parts since.....well, I'm not that kind of girl, so I never see that many naked parts. For those of you who are die hard King Lear fans (and who isn't a fan of tragedies), they kept the language, but spiced up the setting. The modern context they put the original prose to was part gypsy,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/115932092794268469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=115932092794268469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115932092794268469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115932092794268469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/09/who-knew-king-lear-inspired-so-much.html' title='Who knew King Lear inspired so much nudity?'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-115903635676323411</id><published>2006-09-23T13:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:52.774-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What does that siren mean?</title><summary type='text'>Cowboy and I experienced our first tornado siren - where there was actually a tornado spotted in the area. Cowboy and I were driving in NW suburbs of Chicago and the weather turned really bad. All of a sudden the sky got dark and greenish and it opened up with pouring rain. Cowboy commented that this really seemed like tornado weather. I agreed, and then I heard the warning siren. It was a little</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/115903635676323411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=115903635676323411' title='51 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115903635676323411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115903635676323411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-does-that-siren-mean.html' title='What does that siren mean?'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>51</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-115889929609438268</id><published>2006-09-21T22:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:52.638-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Few more UK pics</title><summary type='text'>St. Paul's Cathedral - somehow survived the WWII bombings. The Old Bailey (below).The Tower of London (below right).Last tidbit - we went to Fabric - a nightclub in London. It's supposedly one of the hottest clubs in London - whatever that means. It's located in a Victorian meat cellar - you have to descend a couple of flights. It was a lot of fun and very interesting. "Trance" music is aptly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/115889929609438268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=115889929609438268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115889929609438268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115889929609438268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/09/few-more-uk-pics.html' title='Few more UK pics'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-115803607146835431</id><published>2006-09-11T23:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:52.498-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Brighton Beach memoirs</title><summary type='text'>After taking London by the horns, we cruised down to Brighton. Brighton is great! It's this little sea-side town with so much character, lots of beach (pebble shores) and English charm. The guidebooks say that it's a day trip, but we had a lot of fun there in two days. After all, we had to take Brighton by the horns too, and we didn't think 1 day was enough.There are all these little market </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/115803607146835431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=115803607146835431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115803607146835431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115803607146835431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-brighton-beach-memoirs.html' title='My Brighton Beach memoirs'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-115731088787031098</id><published>2006-09-03T13:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:52.325-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Here in London, giddy London</title><summary type='text'>Dr. 90210 and I just got back from taking London by the horns. I tried to post while we there, but blogger was not working properly or something...anyway, at least you get pictures as a result of the delay. We had quite the whirlwind adventure. We went to the British Museum, where I contemplated my opinion on whether they should give the Parthenon marbles back to Greece. Perhaps the museum can't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/115731088787031098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=115731088787031098' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115731088787031098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115731088787031098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/09/here-in-london-giddy-london.html' title='Here in London, giddy London'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-115612836805389856</id><published>2006-08-20T21:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:52.175-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend of favorites</title><summary type='text'>This weekend, I spent so much time on the lake front. I went rollerblading in Hyde Park at the Point. The Point is right across the street from the Shoreland hotel - my college dorm. During college, I used to go the Point to meditate. In winter, I would love to go there and see the ice forming in the lake and on the rocks. In couple of days a year that was nice, I'd go and imagine there were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/115612836805389856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=115612836805389856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115612836805389856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115612836805389856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/08/weekend-of-favorites.html' title='Weekend of favorites'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-115592529111695062</id><published>2006-08-18T12:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:52.027-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer in the city</title><summary type='text'>I hate the weather in this God-forsaken place. I know, this summer has been better than most - but I still have no problem making such a blanket statement. One thing the city does well, however, is put on events. Last week was Tall Ships. Usually, it's at Navy Pier, but this time it was along the river and continued along to the Pier. Since I live so close to the river, I thought that would be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/115592529111695062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=115592529111695062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115592529111695062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115592529111695062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/08/summer-in-city.html' title='Summer in the city'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-115525927086781649</id><published>2006-08-10T19:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:51.899-06:00</updated><title type='text'>City nights</title><summary type='text'> My friend and I went to the MCA on Tuesday. The museum has "Target Tuesdays" where admission is free, there's jazz on the outside patio, and late hours. I hadn't been to the MCA in a while, and I didn't think it would take more than an hour to go through. Wrong. To be sure, it's nothing like the size of the Art Institute, but they had a lot more exhibits than the last time I was there. There </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/115525927086781649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=115525927086781649' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115525927086781649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115525927086781649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/08/city-nights.html' title='City nights'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-115492259438899059</id><published>2006-08-06T22:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:51.762-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What do M. Night Shyamalan + Trump have in common?</title><summary type='text'>(Update on the Trump building.)Apparently, they are both quite full of themselves.  At least - that seems to be the complaint about Shyamalan and part of why his new movie, Lady in the Water stinks.  I saw the movie this weekend.  It was really not what I expected, but I really enjoyed it.  It was more of a fairy tale than a horror movie - which is what I thought it would be based on the previews</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/115492259438899059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=115492259438899059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115492259438899059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115492259438899059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-do-m-night-shyamalan-trump-have.html' title='What do M. Night Shyamalan + Trump have in common?'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-115446937125402207</id><published>2006-08-01T16:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:51.637-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life with Cowboy</title><summary type='text'>I received this email from Cowboy while I was at work yesterday.  Rest assured that if I hadn't fixed the problem I would have received "Auto-alert 44322"Auto-alert 44321This is an auto-alert from the bathroom, the soap dispenser is low.Please return immediately to refill.Thank you,Auto-alert system</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/115446937125402207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=115446937125402207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115446937125402207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115446937125402207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/08/life-with-cowboy.html' title='Life with Cowboy'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-115439005633702470</id><published>2006-07-31T18:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:51.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping fun</title><summary type='text'>I went home for the weekend to go camping.  My older brother and his family were in from S. Korea (where they live) and the whole family got together to camp.  We went to a KOA campground - my first time at a KOA.  It was really nice!  There was a pool, a sand volleyball court, a basketball court, huge playground, a petting zoo, and big grassy areas we had to ourselves.  We did it all, and threw </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/115439005633702470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=115439005633702470' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115439005633702470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115439005633702470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/07/camping-fun.html' title='Camping fun'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-115388637998575404</id><published>2006-07-25T22:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:51.278-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good public television</title><summary type='text'>Maybe I'm the last one to know about this, but I just discovered a great show on PBS.  It's called Wide Angle, and it hosts international current affairs documentaries.  When you go to the main site, it looks like it only has documentaries about women.  While I wouldn't mind this, and I think a feminist viewpoint is generally only a humanist viewpoint addressing women's issues, when you read </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/115388637998575404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=115388637998575404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115388637998575404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115388637998575404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/07/good-public-television.html' title='Good public television'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-115371322483428840</id><published>2006-07-23T22:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:51.149-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cedarburg, WI</title><summary type='text'>This weekend Cowboy and I ventured out to Cedarburg, WI. It's about 20 minutes north of Milwaukee and is a cute little historic town.  Most of the downtown area is on Washington Avenue which, unfortunately, is also a main road through town.  The street is on the National Register of Historical Places  Cedarburg claims to have over 100 historically significant buildings -  8 of which are listed on</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/115371322483428840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=115371322483428840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115371322483428840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115371322483428840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/07/cedarburg-wi.html' title='Cedarburg, WI'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-115355558566845197</id><published>2006-07-22T02:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:51.013-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlotte's Web, it is not.</title><summary type='text'>I had a dream the other night that is still with me.  I was with a friend at Crater Lake.  My friend had been there before and I was driving to it with her.  We got out of the car and I was so excited to take a picture.  The water was so clear and calm.  My friend pointed out that all the glints of silver you could see just beneath the surface were fish.  I was amazed and leaned in to take a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/115355558566845197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=115355558566845197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115355558566845197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115355558566845197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/07/charlottes-web-it-is-not.html' title='Charlotte&apos;s Web, it is not.'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-115310934748815000</id><published>2006-07-16T22:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:50.895-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding photos</title><summary type='text'>Our fabulous wedding photographer, Alex Schoenfeldt, put together an amazing set of photos.  We finally narrowed down the ones we wanted him to print.  Here are a couple of them:  The Ahwahnee from the wedding lawn  The view from the wedding lawn.  The delicious cake!  The newlyweds!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/115310934748815000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=115310934748815000' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115310934748815000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115310934748815000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/07/wedding-photos.html' title='Wedding photos'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-115294530712703388</id><published>2006-07-15T01:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:50.743-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Coincidences and Art</title><summary type='text'>Happy Bastille Day!  Well, actually, since it's technically the 15th, Happy (my) Birthday!In light of the fact that I was reminiscing in the last post - how weird is this?  On July 15, 1999, the dean of the law school called me and told me I could study in Ireland for a semester.  Cowboy took me out to dinner to celebrate my birthday.  We went to Crawdaddy Bayou - this funky cajun restaurant with</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/115294530712703388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=115294530712703388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115294530712703388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115294530712703388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/07/coincidences-and-art.html' title='Coincidences and Art'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-115268595869869798</id><published>2006-07-12T00:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:50.568-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Milestones</title><summary type='text'>As we near Bastille Day and my 31st birthday (!) I find myself reviewing milestones in life.  Mostly I wonder if I've accomplished enough in those 31 years, but maybe I haven't done so bad either....-13 years ago - high school was over.  No more cutting school to go to the beach.-10 years ago I graduated from college.  I didn't get an invite to my college reunion this year - most likely because </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/115268595869869798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=115268595869869798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115268595869869798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115268595869869798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/07/milestones.html' title='Milestones'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-115242020967564786</id><published>2006-07-08T23:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:50.393-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirates!</title><summary type='text'>On Thursday night, Cowboy and I went to see the Pirates of the Caribbean II. We decided on a whim to see it opening night at midnight.  You can tell you are getting old when you have to factor how late you'll get home and what time you'll be getting to bed in deciding whether to do an activity.  Since I have been battling insomnia anyway, we decided it couldn't mess me up too bad.  (I was wrong, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/115242020967564786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=115242020967564786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115242020967564786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115242020967564786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/07/pirates.html' title='Pirates!'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-115109127400469265</id><published>2006-06-23T14:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:50.269-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trump Tower</title><summary type='text'>After quite a lot of controversy, construction on the Trump Tower started last year.  There was quite a lot of work to do before they could actually start building.  Here's the progress as of today.  You can see the IBM building in the background.  Here's a picture of how the Tower will look when built.        Trump Tower, Chicago    Originally uploaded by buccaneerbetty. The Trump site says that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/115109127400469265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=115109127400469265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115109127400469265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115109127400469265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/06/trump-tower.html' title='Trump Tower'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-115093546292641538</id><published>2006-06-21T19:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:50.145-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cracked under pressure</title><summary type='text'>When people admire something I have on, I have a bad habit of telling them where I bought it and for how much (usually because I got it for cheap, at a cheap store, but I consider it a bargain).  Today I was wearing one of those pieces of clothing.  I was determined, though, to not tell anyone about it.  Just as the office building elevator doors were closing, a person from work snuck in.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/115093546292641538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=115093546292641538' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115093546292641538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115093546292641538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/06/cracked-under-pressure.html' title='Cracked under pressure'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-115078026932662887</id><published>2006-06-20T00:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:50.008-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oriental Institute</title><summary type='text'>This weekend Cowboy and I went to the Oriental Institute at the U of C. Cowboy and I both went to U of C so it was interesting to see all the changes (for the better) that have been instituted since we've been there.  There were tours - maybe freshmans or perspective students - whoever they were they looked YOUNG.  Has it really been that long since I was one of them?  I digress...The Oriental </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/115078026932662887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=115078026932662887' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115078026932662887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115078026932662887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/06/oriental-institute.html' title='Oriental Institute'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-115044128630988269</id><published>2006-06-16T01:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:49.874-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Incredible discovery</title><summary type='text'>Cowboy and I happened upon the Food Network's Wedding Cake Challenge.  Check it out and look at the slideshow of the competing cakes - they were really amazing!  One competitor was Cakeman Raven who owns a bakery in Harlem.  His cake was incredible - and it was red velvet.  "What's that?" I asked Cowboy.  He  gave me an incredulous look.  "You've never had red velvet?"  His eyes lit up - knowing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/115044128630988269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=115044128630988269' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115044128630988269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115044128630988269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/06/incredible-discovery.html' title='Incredible discovery'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-115016858676201059</id><published>2006-06-12T21:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:49.760-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so funny in real life</title><summary type='text'>When I was growing up, my friend Amy had a Commodore 64.  We played a game - I think it was called "Black Magic."  It was a lot of fun.  I remember, though, that your little man could get carried away by a falcon - which, depending on where you were in the level, could be good or bad.  I remember yelling "NOOOOOOO!" plenty a time at the tiny monitor.Recently, I found out that this has really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/115016858676201059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=115016858676201059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115016858676201059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/115016858676201059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/06/not-so-funny-in-real-life.html' title='Not so funny in real life'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-114974238731499644</id><published>2006-06-07T23:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:49.628-06:00</updated><title type='text'>training pains</title><summary type='text'>I ran last week for the first time in weeks.  It kicked my dupa. I was nervous to try again, but I made it down to the treadmill and gave it a whirl.  The first few minutes were full of pain.  My muscles were like machines that had sat unused for a long time and were now being asked to chug away at full speed without the benefit of being oiled.  I was even starting to wonder if I'd developed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/114974238731499644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=114974238731499644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/114974238731499644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/114974238731499644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/06/training-pains.html' title='training pains'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-114966146922757415</id><published>2006-06-07T01:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:49.464-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomnia, swimming and appendicitis</title><summary type='text'>Cowboy has had pseudo-appendicitis for over a week now.  It's not appendicitis (at least not acute or ruptured) but he had symptoms that sure sounded like it, and sure knocked him out.  To make a long story short, he has been sitting on the couch playing poker on the computer and watching Season 5 of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. (This is the season Buffy goes downhill, in my opinion)  Anyway, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/114966146922757415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=114966146922757415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/114966146922757415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/114966146922757415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/06/insomnia-swimming-and-appendicitis.html' title='Insomnia, swimming and appendicitis'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-114957026942026903</id><published>2006-06-05T23:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:49.315-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spamalot!</title><summary type='text'>For Valentine's Day / 10 year anniversary, I got Cowboy 2 tickets to see Spamalot. I have to admit, I wasn't THAT excited to see it, and I even suggested that he take a friend instead of me.  The date snuck up on us, and he forgot to plan it with his friend.  I was looking forward to seeing a show, and thought I would even put up with a room full of dorky boys who can recite the whole movie from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/114957026942026903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=114957026942026903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/114957026942026903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/114957026942026903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/06/spamalot.html' title='Spamalot!'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-114835354349060011</id><published>2006-05-22T21:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:49.162-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventure part 3</title><summary type='text'>Back from Hawaii, we settle into exploring the rugged California coast.  We drove up to Mendocino.  It's not a drive for the faint of stomach.  We made it into Fort Bragg for lunch and took a tour of the botanical gardens.  The rhododendrons were in bloom and the gardens continued all the way to the coast.  This coastline is definitely different from the ones we had been seeing for a week, but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/114835354349060011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=114835354349060011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/114835354349060011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/114835354349060011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/05/adventure-part-3.html' title='Adventure part 3'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-114817836643411540</id><published>2006-05-20T21:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:47.846-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventure part 2</title><summary type='text'>Finally!  The honeymoon!  We ran off to Kauai.  The perfect island for chilling out.  We had a convertible and explored to our hearts content.  Of course, we also spent plenty of time at the hotel - I think some people just come and never leave this hotel. Amazing place - right on the beach on the S. Shore with loads of swimming pools that are more like lazy rivers with all these secret nooks, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/114817836643411540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=114817836643411540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/114817836643411540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/114817836643411540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/05/adventure-part-2.html' title='Adventure part 2'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-114759032586254406</id><published>2006-05-14T01:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:47.084-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Whirlwind Adventure</title><summary type='text'>that included getting married. (Part I)We had a blast in the last three weeks.  We flew out to California and headed to Yosemite.  We got married after a couple of days on the lawn behind the Ahwahnee hotel, in the middle of Yosemite Valley.  We even surprised everyone by having my dad perform the ceremony!  Here's a shot of Yosemite Falls which served as the background for our ceremony.  We even</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/114759032586254406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=114759032586254406' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/114759032586254406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/114759032586254406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/05/whirlwind-adventure.html' title='Whirlwind Adventure'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-114340379592746385</id><published>2006-03-26T14:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:46.673-06:00</updated><title type='text'>El Capitan Yosemite National Park</title><summary type='text'>     El Capitan Yosemite National Park    Originally uploaded by Jims outside photos. A recent photo of Yosemite.  Less than a month away!  I'm so excited!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/114340379592746385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=114340379592746385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/114340379592746385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/114340379592746385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/03/el-capitan-yosemite-national-park.html' title='El Capitan Yosemite National Park'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-114292103749471757</id><published>2006-03-20T23:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:46.496-06:00</updated><title type='text'>what does it say when the smell is the problem?</title><summary type='text'>A couple of weeks ago a co-worker sent an email about how a guy died while working in his office over the weekend, and he wasn't found for a few days.  I thought how incredible it was that no one found him.  A few days ago, friends of mine found their upstairs neighbor was dead and that he had been dead for a few days.  Apparently, he had lived there with a roommate.  The roommate told my friends</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/114292103749471757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=114292103749471757' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/114292103749471757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/114292103749471757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-does-it-say-when-smell-is-problem.html' title='what does it say when the smell is the problem?'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-114278511986309932</id><published>2006-03-19T09:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:45.721-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In search of material goods</title><summary type='text'>While investigating islands in the South Pacific as a possible destination for our upcoming honeymoon, I learned of an interesting religion. On Tanna, a small island belonging to the nation of Vanuatu (between Fiji and New Guinea), there is a group of people known as the John Frums.  The John Frums are followers of a "cargo cult" that worships a WWII GI named - you guessed it - John Frum.  Cargo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/114278511986309932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=114278511986309932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/114278511986309932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/114278511986309932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/03/in-search-of-material-goods.html' title='In search of material goods'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-114162390722878890</id><published>2006-03-05T22:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:45.478-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oscar boycott hiatus</title><summary type='text'>For the first time in several years, I actually watched the Oscars.  I have boycotted them for a while because it seems to me that they don't always award merit - but rather decide on popularity.  I'm not sure it was worth breaking my boycott - this year was pretty uneventful.  EXCEPT, early on, Jon Stewart made some joke about Scientology and they panned the audience for reaction and my friend </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/114162390722878890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=114162390722878890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/114162390722878890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/114162390722878890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/03/oscar-boycott-hiatus.html' title='Oscar boycott hiatus'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-114093819203619211</id><published>2006-02-26T01:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:45.355-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharks are delicious</title><summary type='text'>In the midst of our honeymoon planning discussion, a news story breaks that a snorkeler was eaten by a shark off the coast of Maui, at a popular snorkeling site.  Cowboy announces that it's final - he's not going in the water.  I told him to bring a book or he'll get bored waiting for me as I snorkel.  He says sharks are the blights of the sea and are only good for eating.  This, of course, makes</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/114093819203619211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=114093819203619211' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/114093819203619211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/114093819203619211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/02/sharks-are-delicious.html' title='Sharks are delicious'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-114076319604970093</id><published>2006-02-24T00:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:45.231-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Glass</title><summary type='text'>I've been taking a class on the Studio Glass movement. It's a young art movement where most, if not all, of the masters are still around. The class was short, with 2 out of the 5 classes being field trips.  One was to the instructor's glass gallery where we saw an exhibition for Bertil Vallien and Lino Tagliapietra.  Totally different styles - each so wonderful to see.  Vallien casts the glass in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/114076319604970093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=114076319604970093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/114076319604970093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/114076319604970093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2006/02/hot-glass.html' title='Hot Glass'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-113469427885565382</id><published>2005-12-15T18:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:44.781-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange work-out day</title><summary type='text'>Today my workout was successful in spite of myself.  First, I lifted.  I am trying to get over a newfound aversion to lifting weights.  I don't know where this came from  - I am not afraid of getting bulky (but at the first sign of a big neck, you better let me know).  I used to do it 3x a week and loved it - you can do it at home while you watch tv, what's better than that?  Lately, I've been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/113469427885565382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=113469427885565382' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/113469427885565382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/113469427885565382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2005/12/strange-work-out-day.html' title='Strange work-out day'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-113462453678118630</id><published>2005-12-14T22:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:44.650-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another spectacular season...of reality tv</title><summary type='text'>Actually, all I watch is Project Runway.  Love it!  This season has great talent.  I'm pulling for the Eng girl who likes her clothes to be "well researched," whatever that means.  There are a number of people to watch, though.  I already like this season better than last - the bar has been raised this time around, notwithstanding the guy who completely broke down after challenge two and was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/113462453678118630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=113462453678118630' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/113462453678118630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/113462453678118630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2005/12/another-spectacular-seasonof-reality.html' title='Another spectacular season...of reality tv'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-113400216373067249</id><published>2005-12-07T18:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:44.500-06:00</updated><title type='text'>wedding</title><summary type='text'>I've had an annoying day, so rather than whine about all the things I want to whine about, I will write about my wedding.  I have 2 reasons for doing this: 1) I'm excited about it, and 2) hopefully I will be inspired to do some more much needed planning of it. All our save-the-date / announcements have gone out and now everyone knows we are getting married in Yosemite at the Ahwahnee Hotel.  We </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/113400216373067249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=113400216373067249' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/113400216373067249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/113400216373067249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2005/12/wedding.html' title='wedding'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-113219279788762486</id><published>2005-11-16T18:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:44.386-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard Core?  Only as a Columbia Sportswear fan</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday it was at least upper 50s, but maybe even 60s.  It was rainy and windy.  When I went for a run yesterday, I saw all these severe weather warnings on the tv.  Today, it was so cold - and snow flurries!  So, the first snow, but not the first satisfying snow - that first time it sticks and the whole city is white and clean.On my way home, I was almost blown away by the wind - no kidding - </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/113219279788762486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=113219279788762486' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/113219279788762486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/113219279788762486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2005/11/hard-core-only-as-columbia-sportswear.html' title='Hard Core?  Only as a Columbia Sportswear fan'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-113202534878089327</id><published>2005-11-14T21:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:44.264-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It all comes full circle</title><summary type='text'>Road Runner and I began running at the same time - after coincidentally downloading the same "From Couch to 5K" training program.  We became running "partners" even though we don't run at the same pace, and she has run much longer races than I have.  This last year, I was also cross-training with a triathlon program.  My goal was to do my first triathlon this past fall.  It didn't happen, and I'm</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/113202534878089327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=113202534878089327' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/113202534878089327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/113202534878089327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2005/11/it-all-comes-full-circle.html' title='It all comes full circle'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-113073124053959761</id><published>2005-10-30T21:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:44.152-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay! 10K!</title><summary type='text'>I have officially completed my running goals for this year.  They were: continue to run, shave off time from my first 5K, run an 8K and run a 10K.  Today was my first 10K. The funny thing is that the course was Road Runner's normal running path.  It's very nice.  I can't believe she slums it by running on my section of the lakefront with me.  She has recently posted photos. My goal running this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/113073124053959761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=113073124053959761' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/113073124053959761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/113073124053959761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2005/10/yay-10k.html' title='Yay! 10K!'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-113029903291428457</id><published>2005-10-25T22:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:44.020-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So behind...</title><summary type='text'>Mostly because I've had nothing interesting to say, I've been very bad about keeping up with my blogging.  First, check out the shark story and video from Lost in Korea.  This is my hometown beach.  You can swim out pretty far in the ocean here.  Sharks are always in the back of your mind, but perhaps they need to be nudged up.  I LOVE sharks, but this story is still pretty scary.  On a lighter </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/113029903291428457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=113029903291428457' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/113029903291428457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/113029903291428457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2005/10/so-behind.html' title='So behind...'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-112974387742682217</id><published>2005-10-19T12:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:43.869-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures</title><summary type='text'>I am getting the itch again.  It's really bad.  Usually, I get so restless I just want to move - lately to Oregon.  This time, however, it's very clear I want to go on a trip.  I've been meaning to go back to Ireland, and SAS airlines is having a 2 for 1 sale.  I'd love to go back to Sweden or Paris, or go to any of the countries I haven't been to.  Cowboy says to save it for the wedding and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/112974387742682217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=112974387742682217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/112974387742682217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/112974387742682217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2005/10/adventures.html' title='Adventures'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-112913545488529548</id><published>2005-10-12T11:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:43.753-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you met Scooter?</title><summary type='text'>Last night, Cowboy and I were watching Into the West when he turns to me and says "From now on, can you call me Scooter?"  ?!?!Oh, I haven't laughed that hard in a long time.  Aside from the fact that nothing in the show could have triggered that, who gets (much less chooses) a name like Scooter?  Especially a boy who already has a bunch of nicknames - his favorite being Dr. Rocket.  I'm a big </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/112913545488529548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=112913545488529548' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/112913545488529548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/112913545488529548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2005/10/have-you-met-scooter.html' title='Have you met Scooter?'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-112903667511567115</id><published>2005-10-11T07:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:43.639-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Early morning ramblings</title><summary type='text'>I got in early to work today and I'm still trying to wake up.  This is my equivalent of a coffee break.I have a new alarm clock with nature sounds.  I've been waking up to sounds of a brook for the past couple of days.  Really this means the sound of frogs.  The brook is in there, but coming from deep slumber - you only hear the frogs for a while.  It's kinda cool.  I like it.  It's definitely a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/112903667511567115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=112903667511567115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/112903667511567115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/112903667511567115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2005/10/early-morning-ramblings.html' title='Early morning ramblings'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-112897179326691404</id><published>2005-10-10T14:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:43.519-06:00</updated><title type='text'>kundalini yoga is for me</title><summary type='text'>I signed up for a 5 week class designed to deal with stress.  Today was my first day.  I've never done this type of yoga, and I have to admit - I was a bit apprehensive.  I had heard there was a lot of chanting.  Hmm...  There was chanting in the beginning and at the end, but it was really soothing.  I was surprised by how much work the class was.  I was also surprised by the fact that I can't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/112897179326691404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=112897179326691404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/112897179326691404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/112897179326691404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2005/10/kundalini-yoga-is-for-me.html' title='kundalini yoga is for me'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-112863825677744581</id><published>2005-10-06T17:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:43.384-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Running again</title><summary type='text'>I went running today with Road Runner.  She totally left me in the dust.  Luckily, she waited for me at the end of the pier and while we walked, she got me caught up on important news such as celebrity pregnancies and break-ups. She told me about Gawker.com - I love it.  We went a total of about 4 miles, but only a little over 3 was running.  About 2/3 of the way through, we were in a park and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/112863825677744581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=112863825677744581' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/112863825677744581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/112863825677744581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2005/10/running-again.html' title='Running again'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-112843218287720929</id><published>2005-10-04T08:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:43.272-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sandy's possible replacement</title><summary type='text'>For a president who has arguably already screwed us up enough, he now gets two Supreme Court slots to fill.  The new nomination was announced yesterday, and I have to admit, I've been feeling too pessimistic to check into her. What prompted me to note, however, is that to me -the departure of Sandra Day O'Connor somehow signifies to me a shift in the tide in feminist politics.  It's well known </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/112843218287720929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=112843218287720929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/112843218287720929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/112843218287720929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2005/10/sandys-possible-replacement.html' title='Sandy&apos;s possible replacement'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-112783285811010260</id><published>2005-09-27T09:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:43.062-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Seattle - Irish and Russian style</title><summary type='text'>I've been so bad at posting, but nothing really exciting has been going on either.  I just got back from a wedding in Seattle.  This was IP girl's wedding (see link on blog), and I had so much fun!  Friday night we went to this great Moroccan restaurant with a mesmerizing belly dancer.  Then we went clubbing.  Okay.  Maybe I've just been out of the scene for too long, but this was no ordinary </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/112783285811010260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=112783285811010260' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/112783285811010260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/112783285811010260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2005/09/seattle-irish-and-russian-style.html' title='Seattle - Irish and Russian style'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-112577371215067961</id><published>2005-09-03T13:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:42.949-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Katrina</title><summary type='text'>All the coverage of Katrina amazes me in many ways.  First, does society revert so quickly into a "Lord of the Flies" situation?  I can ALMOST understand the looting, if it were coming from a survival instinct.  But the news footage shows people with shopping carts like they won the supermarket sweep.  While I don't condone it, I wish that were the worst of it.  Now you hear people saying that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/112577371215067961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=112577371215067961' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/112577371215067961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/112577371215067961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2005/09/katrina.html' title='Katrina'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-112543954688016461</id><published>2005-08-30T16:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:42.735-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Runner's family</title><summary type='text'>What would I do without them?  They are so sweet to read my blog.  I told Road Runner that I feel like I know her family before even meeting them.  (I check up on them too, via Road Runner's blog)  When I do meet them, we'll be able to go out for drinks like we're old friends!(I have a sneaky suspicion, however, that they may be reading it out of a secret hope of getting the "E! True Hollywood </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/112543954688016461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=112543954688016461' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/112543954688016461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/112543954688016461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2005/08/road-runners-family.html' title='Road Runner&apos;s family'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-112533073534833350</id><published>2005-08-29T10:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:42.644-06:00</updated><title type='text'>tv show update</title><summary type='text'>I have to follow up on this because I'm so excited that Kiki and I are "Filthy Rich: Cattle drive" buddies.  I also feel compelled to clarify something.  There are good shows out there.  "MONK" is good show.  Actually, it's a great show.  I hear that there are others out there like "24," "Gilmore Girls" and "Alias" but since I didn't catch those on the ground floor, I feel like I missed them </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/112533073534833350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=112533073534833350' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/112533073534833350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/112533073534833350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2005/08/tv-show-update.html' title='tv show update'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12480202.post-112519031819439837</id><published>2005-08-27T19:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:48:42.542-06:00</updated><title type='text'>disturbing co-worker behavior</title><summary type='text'>I was at work today when a co-worker told me to be careful going home because a couple of weeks ago, on a corner near work, an incoming law student was badly beaten by a group of kids.  She warned me about it because she didn't know if more groups of ruffians were making their way into town.  Okay, wait.  Was this a horrible tragedy, and should those kids be dealt with?  ABSOLUTELY.  Yet, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/feeds/112519031819439837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12480202&amp;postID=112519031819439837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/112519031819439837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12480202/posts/default/112519031819439837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buccaneerbetty.blogspot.com/2005/08/disturbing-co-worker-behavior.html' title='disturbing co-worker behavior'/><author><name>Buccaneer Betty</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
