<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?>
<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;AkIAQnw_eCp7ImA9WhRRF0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583963962229120149</id><updated>2011-11-30T21:49:03.240-08:00</updated><title>Memoirs of a Student</title><subtitle type="html">life is art doccument it</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06372758445893763479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gZijMZCWPW4/TN8bxg5UO0I/AAAAAAAAAi0/eI7rj9Vplkk/S220/commuterlisa.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/MemoirsOfAStudent" /><feedburner:info uri="memoirsofastudent" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkIAQnw_fip7ImA9WhRRF0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583963962229120149.post-861588001060052529</id><published>2011-11-30T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T21:49:03.246-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-30T21:49:03.246-08:00</app:edited><title>"Fences" by August Wilson</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/feeds/861588001060052529/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2011/11/fences-by-august-wilson.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/861588001060052529?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/861588001060052529?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~3/FJQyPdcUcmg/fences-by-august-wilson.html" title="&quot;Fences&quot; by August Wilson" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06372758445893763479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gZijMZCWPW4/TN8bxg5UO0I/AAAAAAAAAi0/eI7rj9Vplkk/S220/commuterlisa.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ccrpxuC1Szs/TtcU3pi7ztI/AAAAAAAABKU/7geBLeGbA9s/s72-c/Fences.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">QUESTION: Fences is about the American dream--the idea that with hard work and dedication, people can achieve a comfortable, even prosperous and successful, lifestyle. What elements of the American dream do you see in Act One, and what do you think the play says about the American dream?The strongest statement that the play says about the American dream is that although things have changed, 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MYIu6JASFb6Qr5comO0XgyYD6Go/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MYIu6JASFb6Qr5comO0XgyYD6Go/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MYIu6JASFb6Qr5comO0XgyYD6Go/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MYIu6JASFb6Qr5comO0XgyYD6Go/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~4/FJQyPdcUcmg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2011/11/fences-by-august-wilson.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0QDRX48fCp7ImA9WhRSFEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583963962229120149.post-2839977235002380395</id><published>2011-11-16T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T10:49:34.074-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-16T10:49:34.074-08:00</app:edited><title>"Endgame" by Samuel Beckett</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/feeds/2839977235002380395/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2011/11/endgame-by-samuel-beckett.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/2839977235002380395?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/2839977235002380395?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~3/KswLRvhePcw/endgame-by-samuel-beckett.html" title="&quot;Endgame&quot; by Samuel Beckett" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06372758445893763479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gZijMZCWPW4/TN8bxg5UO0I/AAAAAAAAAi0/eI7rj9Vplkk/S220/commuterlisa.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7P-AeujgOx0/TsQFNahaw2I/AAAAAAAABDI/5quPtd1Qyio/s72-c/Endgame.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">QUESTION: Choose a theme that you would like to explore, and use quotes from the play to illustrate the theme.ANSWERBy Lisa BaumanThere are several themes in the play, but the most obvious one is aging and death; and in this, there is a theme of the futility and repetitiveness of life. Death could come or delay, but neither would have meaning. Both death and life are exhausting and miserable."
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gb9vnv7IVhFuM1fVgL25RW8q73o/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gb9vnv7IVhFuM1fVgL25RW8q73o/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gb9vnv7IVhFuM1fVgL25RW8q73o/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gb9vnv7IVhFuM1fVgL25RW8q73o/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~4/KswLRvhePcw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2011/11/endgame-by-samuel-beckett.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UFRH89fCp7ImA9WhRSFE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583963962229120149.post-1075997866729431328</id><published>2011-11-15T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T21:26:55.164-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-15T21:26:55.164-08:00</app:edited><title>A Play Review of "No Man's Land" by Harold Pinter</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/feeds/1075997866729431328/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2011/11/play-review-of-no-mans-land-by-harold.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/1075997866729431328?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/1075997866729431328?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~3/tKt06lp61kQ/play-review-of-no-mans-land-by-harold.html" title="A Play Review of &quot;No Man's Land&quot; by Harold Pinter" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06372758445893763479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gZijMZCWPW4/TN8bxg5UO0I/AAAAAAAAAi0/eI7rj9Vplkk/S220/commuterlisa.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3cVPVS9DtCw/TsM7Yzfq0CI/AAAAAAAABBM/SF2zU6ziHdA/s72-c/NoMansLandPlayPic.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">By Lisa BaumanOn Nov. 4th, 2011 a production of No Man's Land by Harold Pinter was preformed staring Allen Nause and Oscar-winner William Hurt at the Artists Repertory Theatre. There are four characters in the play. Hirst (played by Nause) and Spooner (played by Hurt) are both poets. Hirst is a successful, but raging alcoholic. Spooner is a failure. Foster and Briggs serve Hirst in his 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lxap65kB9f4GtwufZzByDYMfA_A/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lxap65kB9f4GtwufZzByDYMfA_A/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lxap65kB9f4GtwufZzByDYMfA_A/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lxap65kB9f4GtwufZzByDYMfA_A/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~4/tKt06lp61kQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2011/11/play-review-of-no-mans-land-by-harold.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkAAQnsyfSp7ImA9WhRSFE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583963962229120149.post-5214691962602725413</id><published>2011-11-15T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T21:19:03.595-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-15T21:19:03.595-08:00</app:edited><title>"Oedipus Rex" by Sophocles</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/feeds/5214691962602725413/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2011/11/oedipus-rex-by-sophocles.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/5214691962602725413?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/5214691962602725413?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~3/20J7ZriHy5A/oedipus-rex-by-sophocles.html" title="&quot;Oedipus Rex&quot; by Sophocles" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06372758445893763479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gZijMZCWPW4/TN8bxg5UO0I/AAAAAAAAAi0/eI7rj9Vplkk/S220/commuterlisa.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vu5Uiuatl2s/TsNG2COg46I/AAAAAAAABC4/qX38WVrRIAg/s72-c/Oedipus.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">QUESTION:What is Oedipus' tragic flaw, and should we hold him entirely responsible for the destruction he brings to himself and those around him? If it was his fate to kill his father and sleep with his mother, then can we hold him responsible? ANSWERBy Lisa BaumanOedipus was without self-control and guided by emotion, especially fear. This rash attitude caused to his lifelong internal conflict 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ufojvfYVI5Nc0MseSYYXDaFbeGU/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ufojvfYVI5Nc0MseSYYXDaFbeGU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ufojvfYVI5Nc0MseSYYXDaFbeGU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ufojvfYVI5Nc0MseSYYXDaFbeGU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~4/20J7ZriHy5A" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2011/11/oedipus-rex-by-sophocles.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcDQXk-eip7ImA9WhRSFE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583963962229120149.post-2986709691736957155</id><published>2011-11-15T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T21:07:50.752-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-15T21:07:50.752-08:00</app:edited><title>Luigi Pirandello's Ideals in Theatre in the play "Six Characters in Search for an Author"</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/feeds/2986709691736957155/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2011/11/luigi-pirandellos-ideals-in-theatre-in.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/2986709691736957155?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/2986709691736957155?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~3/Jf1Fq8o5VFE/luigi-pirandellos-ideals-in-theatre-in.html" title="Luigi Pirandello's Ideals in Theatre in the play &quot;Six Characters in Search for an Author&quot;" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06372758445893763479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gZijMZCWPW4/TN8bxg5UO0I/AAAAAAAAAi0/eI7rj9Vplkk/S220/commuterlisa.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jg7DbTHmC8I/TsNFEmlSA2I/AAAAAAAABCs/njiHcexyarw/s72-c/Pirandello.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">QUESTION: In "Six Characters in Search for an Author" by Luigi Pirandello what kind of commentary does Pirandello seem to be making about the nature of theater and those that produce it?Pirandello best describes the difficulty in creating a piece of work that conveys exactly the meaning that has been intended when the father says: "But don't you see that the whole trouble lies here. In words, 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mMFvJQ4Gt3jNnRxE_BdXWZK4ZLU/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mMFvJQ4Gt3jNnRxE_BdXWZK4ZLU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mMFvJQ4Gt3jNnRxE_BdXWZK4ZLU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mMFvJQ4Gt3jNnRxE_BdXWZK4ZLU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~4/Jf1Fq8o5VFE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2011/11/luigi-pirandellos-ideals-in-theatre-in.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0AERXs_fyp7ImA9WhRSFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583963962229120149.post-7882145010848945123</id><published>2011-11-15T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T21:01:44.547-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-15T21:01:44.547-08:00</app:edited><title>"Othello" By William Shakespeare</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/feeds/7882145010848945123/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2011/11/othello-by-william-shakespeare.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/7882145010848945123?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/7882145010848945123?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~3/vHAZDpokDLk/othello-by-william-shakespeare.html" title="&quot;Othello&quot; By William Shakespeare" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06372758445893763479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gZijMZCWPW4/TN8bxg5UO0I/AAAAAAAAAi0/eI7rj9Vplkk/S220/commuterlisa.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I-GlZ0t4AG8/TsNDZAy3CKI/AAAAAAAABCg/oRRk3Gxdk1o/s72-c/Othello_163911t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">QUESTION: Why do you think Iago is the way he is? Is he acting this way simply because he didn't get the promotion? Some have argued that there is something deeper going on here, like an obsession with Othello, maybe even verging on homosexual love. Do you see evidence supporting this theory? If not, what is your explanation of Iago's behavior? Make sure to use examples (in the form of quoted 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/FVZeLbivBfBiEKVzkx5h0cxv8ts/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/FVZeLbivBfBiEKVzkx5h0cxv8ts/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/FVZeLbivBfBiEKVzkx5h0cxv8ts/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/FVZeLbivBfBiEKVzkx5h0cxv8ts/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~4/vHAZDpokDLk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2011/11/othello-by-william-shakespeare.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0YMRXwyfCp7ImA9WhRSFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583963962229120149.post-1585324450162200314</id><published>2011-11-15T20:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T20:53:04.294-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-11-15T20:53:04.294-08:00</app:edited><title>"Six Characters in Search for an Author" by Luigi Pirandello</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/feeds/1585324450162200314/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2011/11/six-characters-in-search-for-author-by.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/1585324450162200314?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/1585324450162200314?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~3/Ks86dlZb-jQ/six-characters-in-search-for-author-by.html" title="&quot;Six Characters in Search for an Author&quot; by Luigi Pirandello" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06372758445893763479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gZijMZCWPW4/TN8bxg5UO0I/AAAAAAAAAi0/eI7rj9Vplkk/S220/commuterlisa.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fF3JmyZ31T4/TsNBA0HBl-I/AAAAAAAABCU/q3ADihox4MU/s72-c/6-characters-mot.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">QUESTION:What does Pirandello's play say about the nature of reality? What is reality? Is art more real than life? How much does one's own perception determine what reality is? ANSWERBy Lisa BaumanPirandello believes that gritty, honest life is far nobler than drama. It is the closest thing that can be achieved as reality. This is why the Father (whom takes the opinion of Pirandello) cannot 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gd7ayUOCuQT_896z6AEzHLxgwWk/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gd7ayUOCuQT_896z6AEzHLxgwWk/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gd7ayUOCuQT_896z6AEzHLxgwWk/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gd7ayUOCuQT_896z6AEzHLxgwWk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~4/Ks86dlZb-jQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2011/11/six-characters-in-search-for-author-by.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0AGQ30-fyp7ImA9Wx9VFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583963962229120149.post-5701910500963544238</id><published>2011-01-31T16:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T16:55:22.357-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-31T16:55:22.357-08:00</app:edited><title>Chaos Theory</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/feeds/5701910500963544238/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2011/01/chaos-theory.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/5701910500963544238?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/5701910500963544238?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~3/nVX3nlBDiKk/chaos-theory.html" title="Chaos Theory" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06372758445893763479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gZijMZCWPW4/TN8bxg5UO0I/AAAAAAAAAi0/eI7rj9Vplkk/S220/commuterlisa.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/CKUBPa3wKXY/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CKUBPa3wKXY Chaos TheoryBy Lisa BaumanEvery day we are stepping forwardA wobbling fawnWe are venturing onto new turfThe wheels slideOur IRAs and insurance plans cannot calculate the risksOur feet slideWe waiver our confidenceAnd the chips fallMuch like the season's leavesThere is no way to tell if the leaf will be red or brownIt just fallsAnd the wind blowsAnd the 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/j0iptw_z7jGPpPck_AF7NmhEOYc/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/j0iptw_z7jGPpPck_AF7NmhEOYc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/j0iptw_z7jGPpPck_AF7NmhEOYc/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/j0iptw_z7jGPpPck_AF7NmhEOYc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~4/nVX3nlBDiKk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2011/01/chaos-theory.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkEHQHs7eCp7ImA9Wx9WGUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583963962229120149.post-6631524973980377491</id><published>2010-12-20T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T06:10:31.500-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-25T06:10:31.500-08:00</app:edited><title>RALLY to save Employment Related Daycare (ERDC)!</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/feeds/6631524973980377491/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2010/12/rally-to-stop-cancelation-of-employment.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/6631524973980377491?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/6631524973980377491?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~3/jUipaD7rVrg/rally-to-stop-cancelation-of-employment.html" title="RALLY to save Employment Related Daycare (ERDC)!" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06372758445893763479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gZijMZCWPW4/TN8bxg5UO0I/AAAAAAAAAi0/eI7rj9Vplkk/S220/commuterlisa.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gZijMZCWPW4/TQ-fTBqRHfI/AAAAAAAAArM/v_pMiVJZhsk/s72-c/family.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">PLACE: State Capitol Building: 955 Center Street Northeast, Salem, OR 97301 DATE: Wed, Feb. 9, 2011TIME: 12pm noonPlease join the many advocates for an Employment Related Day Care Rally on Wed, Feb. 9, in the Oregon State Capitol. We will be doing a peaceful demonstration. This date was chosen to repeat last years rally at the US capitol. ...Funding for ERDC is due to run out Feb 2010. Continuing
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/AAIySLtya-G6LypnJLlzH5uxQ_E/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/AAIySLtya-G6LypnJLlzH5uxQ_E/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/AAIySLtya-G6LypnJLlzH5uxQ_E/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/AAIySLtya-G6LypnJLlzH5uxQ_E/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~4/jUipaD7rVrg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2010/12/rally-to-stop-cancelation-of-employment.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0IERH46fCp7ImA9Wx9SEUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583963962229120149.post-5138006234699656816</id><published>2010-11-30T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T21:31:45.014-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-30T21:31:45.014-08:00</app:edited><title>Arson at Corvallis Mosque Fuels Strong Emotions</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/feeds/5138006234699656816/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2010/11/arson-at-corvallis-mosque-fuels-strong.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/5138006234699656816?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/5138006234699656816?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~3/7QH-MP_Vfkg/arson-at-corvallis-mosque-fuels-strong.html" title="Arson at Corvallis Mosque Fuels Strong Emotions" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06372758445893763479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gZijMZCWPW4/TN8bxg5UO0I/AAAAAAAAAi0/eI7rj9Vplkk/S220/commuterlisa.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gZijMZCWPW4/TPXL76r4UDI/AAAAAAAAAqs/iJa2iFgqOto/s72-c/mosque3.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Arson at Corvallis Mosque Fuels Strong EmotionsArticle for The CommuterBy Lisa A M BaumanThis season’s festivities have been hot – too hot actually. Portland has suffered bomb threats and in retaliation an arsonist targeted a Corvallis mosque.The annual tree-lighting ceremony that occurs the day after Thanksgiving is a proud tradition for Portland. On Nov. 27, people were densely packed together 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Z0T8gyiAqtsgHJye8gn4SHP7tLw/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Z0T8gyiAqtsgHJye8gn4SHP7tLw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Z0T8gyiAqtsgHJye8gn4SHP7tLw/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Z0T8gyiAqtsgHJye8gn4SHP7tLw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~4/7QH-MP_Vfkg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2010/11/arson-at-corvallis-mosque-fuels-strong.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMFSHY7cCp7ImA9Wx9TEkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583963962229120149.post-5227771317467097093</id><published>2010-11-19T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T15:40:19.808-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-20T15:40:19.808-08:00</app:edited><title>Veterans Day Parade: Albany Shows Its True Colors</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/feeds/5227771317467097093/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2010/11/veterans-day-parade-albany-shows-its.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/5227771317467097093?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/5227771317467097093?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~3/H1TD_ogyQ7E/veterans-day-parade-albany-shows-its.html" title="Veterans Day Parade: Albany Shows Its True Colors" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06372758445893763479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gZijMZCWPW4/TN8bxg5UO0I/AAAAAAAAAi0/eI7rj9Vplkk/S220/commuterlisa.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qyl2R-tdzzAVeterans Day Parade: Albany Shows Its True ColorsNovember 19, 2010Article and Video for The CommuterBy Lisa A M BaumanThere was a chill in the air last Thursday, but that didn’t stop the estimated 40,000 adoring spectators who came to honor our beloved Veterans in Albany’s Veteran’s Parade. One couple even brought their own thermoses of hot chocolate to 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/k2ZK-Xdw0tz00qpADx3wuCQwjzo/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/k2ZK-Xdw0tz00qpADx3wuCQwjzo/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/k2ZK-Xdw0tz00qpADx3wuCQwjzo/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/k2ZK-Xdw0tz00qpADx3wuCQwjzo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~4/H1TD_ogyQ7E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2010/11/veterans-day-parade-albany-shows-its.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEUDSHg-eip7ImA9Wx9SEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583963962229120149.post-4402131519692002623</id><published>2010-11-17T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T20:04:39.652-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-30T20:04:39.652-08:00</app:edited><title>Running club aims to run like a … penguin?</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/feeds/4402131519692002623/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2010/11/running-club-aims-to-run-like-penguin.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/4402131519692002623?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/4402131519692002623?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~3/EDI-_jBvd5g/running-club-aims-to-run-like-penguin.html" title="Running club aims to run like a … penguin?" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06372758445893763479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gZijMZCWPW4/TN8bxg5UO0I/AAAAAAAAAi0/eI7rj9Vplkk/S220/commuterlisa.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gZijMZCWPW4/TN7URhAmIjI/AAAAAAAAAhI/YzR33jNo4go/s72-c/frankgoofballwarren.bmp" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Running club aims to run like a … penguin? November 17, 2010Article and Video for The Commuter By Lisa A M BaumanThe sound of the earth compressing against your feet and the feel of breeze against your skin - these are the things that make a bond between runners. Frank Warren, the running club representative, has found a way to bring like-minded athletes together by forming a campus running club.
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xIaK-acyJTA2Bv8zKe8SYSIjN78/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xIaK-acyJTA2Bv8zKe8SYSIjN78/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xIaK-acyJTA2Bv8zKe8SYSIjN78/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xIaK-acyJTA2Bv8zKe8SYSIjN78/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~4/EDI-_jBvd5g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2010/11/running-club-aims-to-run-like-penguin.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4ASHw6fyp7ImA9Wx9TEk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583963962229120149.post-3785552104959071952</id><published>2010-11-04T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T14:15:49.217-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-19T14:15:49.217-08:00</app:edited><title>LBCC Costume Contest!!!</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/feeds/3785552104959071952/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2010/11/lbcc-costume-contest.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/3785552104959071952?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/3785552104959071952?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~3/M58Vx-2KEJI/lbcc-costume-contest.html" title="LBCC Costume Contest!!!" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06372758445893763479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gZijMZCWPW4/TN8bxg5UO0I/AAAAAAAAAi0/eI7rj9Vplkk/S220/commuterlisa.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=72QvfS-89FcLBCC Costume Contest!!!An Article and video for The CommuterCreated by Lisa BaumanOn Oct. 29 LBCC hosted the 12th annual October Celebration. The crowd in the Commons was a strong contrast to the serene atmosphere of the picture window that revealed fall’s brightly colored leaves.The room was filled with unusual sights, laughter, and tasty treats provided
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gjJTwAiwNTekoEc5citD9sEaFvo/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gjJTwAiwNTekoEc5citD9sEaFvo/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gjJTwAiwNTekoEc5citD9sEaFvo/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gjJTwAiwNTekoEc5citD9sEaFvo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~4/M58Vx-2KEJI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2010/11/lbcc-costume-contest.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUYERH86fCp7ImA9Wx5XFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583963962229120149.post-2989336864341117586</id><published>2010-09-09T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T13:45:05.114-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-14T13:45:05.114-07:00</app:edited><title>Kid's Trip to [NAME CENSORED] Cave</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/feeds/2989336864341117586/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2010/09/kids-trip-to-karens-cave.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/2989336864341117586?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/2989336864341117586?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~3/XqJVBYdL4oU/kids-trip-to-karens-cave.html" title="Kid's Trip to [NAME CENSORED] Cave" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06372758445893763479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gZijMZCWPW4/TN8bxg5UO0I/AAAAAAAAAi0/eI7rj9Vplkk/S220/commuterlisa.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">VIDEO LINK: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0HPVO8YpPhM*** A video created for your entertainment. 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/oTb7nNHo-sTgbNS-EklAF8U8AzA/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/oTb7nNHo-sTgbNS-EklAF8U8AzA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/oTb7nNHo-sTgbNS-EklAF8U8AzA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/oTb7nNHo-sTgbNS-EklAF8U8AzA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~4/XqJVBYdL4oU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2010/09/kids-trip-to-karens-cave.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUYDQXsyeSp7ImA9Wx5XFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583963962229120149.post-1040992316072601772</id><published>2010-09-09T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T13:46:10.591-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-09-14T13:46:10.591-07:00</app:edited><title>Under the lake Cave, Lost and Found Cave</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/feeds/1040992316072601772/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2010/09/sheridan-mountain-under-lake-cave-lost.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/1040992316072601772?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/1040992316072601772?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~3/0eRL5w5-3MY/sheridan-mountain-under-lake-cave-lost.html" title="Under the lake Cave, Lost and Found Cave" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06372758445893763479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gZijMZCWPW4/TN8bxg5UO0I/AAAAAAAAAi0/eI7rj9Vplkk/S220/commuterlisa.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">LINK: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lZ2_j6Y20CM*** A video created for your entertainment. 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IqYv_h2cqHqSuX6cCSEmmDQ39Mg/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IqYv_h2cqHqSuX6cCSEmmDQ39Mg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IqYv_h2cqHqSuX6cCSEmmDQ39Mg/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IqYv_h2cqHqSuX6cCSEmmDQ39Mg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~4/0eRL5w5-3MY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2010/09/sheridan-mountain-under-lake-cave-lost.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEEAR3ozfyp7ImA9Wx5RGEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583963962229120149.post-6760285125941027540</id><published>2010-08-26T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T15:44:06.487-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-26T15:44:06.487-07:00</app:edited><title>Camping and Caving, August 2010</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/feeds/6760285125941027540/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2010/08/camping-and-caving-august-2010.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/6760285125941027540?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/6760285125941027540?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~3/apKFYXWTZxc/camping-and-caving-august-2010.html" title="Camping and Caving, August 2010" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06372758445893763479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gZijMZCWPW4/TN8bxg5UO0I/AAAAAAAAAi0/eI7rj9Vplkk/S220/commuterlisa.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Camping and Caving, August 2010Trout Lake, Washington




*** A video created for your entertainment. 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mH4h65Dr6HLSPFEilCCx2j7WhGI/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mH4h65Dr6HLSPFEilCCx2j7WhGI/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mH4h65Dr6HLSPFEilCCx2j7WhGI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mH4h65Dr6HLSPFEilCCx2j7WhGI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~4/apKFYXWTZxc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2010/08/camping-and-caving-august-2010.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEFQn4_fip7ImA9Wx9TEkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583963962229120149.post-1847458088812569492</id><published>2010-08-23T15:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T15:43:33.046-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-20T15:43:33.046-08:00</app:edited><title>JaR Cave, August 21, 2010</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/feeds/1847458088812569492/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2010/08/jar-cave-august-21-2010.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/1847458088812569492?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/1847458088812569492?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~3/SagYM7VA71c/jar-cave-august-21-2010.html" title="JaR Cave, August 21, 2010" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06372758445893763479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gZijMZCWPW4/TN8bxg5UO0I/AAAAAAAAAi0/eI7rj9Vplkk/S220/commuterlisa.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">VIDEO LINK: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7HtLTdFGfRY&amp;amp;feature=mfu_in_order&amp;amp;list=ULJaR Cave, August 21, 2010This cave has so many formations. It was a truly amazing experience! *** A video created for your entertainment. 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Bp7oD-Gclcg1-SSNZASJVi6F07A/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Bp7oD-Gclcg1-SSNZASJVi6F07A/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Bp7oD-Gclcg1-SSNZASJVi6F07A/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Bp7oD-Gclcg1-SSNZASJVi6F07A/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~4/SagYM7VA71c" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2010/08/jar-cave-august-21-2010.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0YAQXw7eip7ImA9Wx5aEUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583963962229120149.post-4726900811029991269</id><published>2010-07-20T21:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T20:39:00.202-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-07T20:39:00.202-08:00</app:edited><title>Rainbow Cake</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/feeds/4726900811029991269/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2010/07/rainbow-cake.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/4726900811029991269?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/4726900811029991269?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~3/7Mdd4-vAC0k/rainbow-cake.html" title="Rainbow Cake" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06372758445893763479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gZijMZCWPW4/TN8bxg5UO0I/AAAAAAAAAi0/eI7rj9Vplkk/S220/commuterlisa.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ii-y_67j8uQYou make this cake using regular cake mix and seven colors of dye.*** A video created for your entertainment. 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/iHQ2yBaxZqrp4jHaXcDL1dR5Fqs/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/iHQ2yBaxZqrp4jHaXcDL1dR5Fqs/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/iHQ2yBaxZqrp4jHaXcDL1dR5Fqs/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/iHQ2yBaxZqrp4jHaXcDL1dR5Fqs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~4/7Mdd4-vAC0k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2010/07/rainbow-cake.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEMRHs-fyp7ImA9Wx9TEkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583963962229120149.post-5249888771731262863</id><published>2010-07-20T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T15:44:45.557-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-20T15:44:45.557-08:00</app:edited><title>Kids Day At Trout Lake</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/feeds/5249888771731262863/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2010/07/kids-day-at-trout-lake.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/5249888771731262863?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/5249888771731262863?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~3/1mOqI-s86dE/kids-day-at-trout-lake.html" title="Kids Day At Trout Lake" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06372758445893763479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gZijMZCWPW4/TN8bxg5UO0I/AAAAAAAAAi0/eI7rj9Vplkk/S220/commuterlisa.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">VIDEO LINK: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2nklGQQtksM&amp;amp;feature=mfu_in_order&amp;amp;list=ULGrotto families enjoyed caving at New Cave and exploring the Natural Bridges that Trout Lake Washington is decorated with.*** A video created for your entertainment. 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xrucBHi1uZqWtTenl_fovEeK58U/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xrucBHi1uZqWtTenl_fovEeK58U/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xrucBHi1uZqWtTenl_fovEeK58U/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xrucBHi1uZqWtTenl_fovEeK58U/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~4/1mOqI-s86dE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2010/07/kids-day-at-trout-lake.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEAFRH06fyp7ImA9Wx9TEkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583963962229120149.post-6105085304315493262</id><published>2010-07-20T21:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T15:45:15.317-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-20T15:45:15.317-08:00</app:edited><title>Days With Frog and Toad: The Kite</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/feeds/6105085304315493262/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2010/07/days-with-frog-and-toad-kite.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/6105085304315493262?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/6105085304315493262?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~3/qRvs0Tg5GII/days-with-frog-and-toad-kite.html" title="Days With Frog and Toad: The Kite" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06372758445893763479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gZijMZCWPW4/TN8bxg5UO0I/AAAAAAAAAi0/eI7rj9Vplkk/S220/commuterlisa.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">VIDEO LINK: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EheyFm6dgBs&amp;amp;feature=mfu_in_order&amp;amp;list=ULThis is a story By Arnold Lobel. I decided to try a new form of filming and editing. Please rate up and tell me what you think.*** A video created for your entertainment. 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tMRLl7eMWPhXvhSxbdXDDq-GIFI/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tMRLl7eMWPhXvhSxbdXDDq-GIFI/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tMRLl7eMWPhXvhSxbdXDDq-GIFI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/tMRLl7eMWPhXvhSxbdXDDq-GIFI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~4/qRvs0Tg5GII" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2010/07/days-with-frog-and-toad-kite.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEACQ3g7cCp7ImA9Wx9TEkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583963962229120149.post-6040991165044913713</id><published>2010-07-20T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T15:46:02.608-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-11-20T15:46:02.608-08:00</app:edited><title>Dynomited Cave Conservation Event</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/feeds/6040991165044913713/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2010/07/dynomited-cave-conservation-event.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/6040991165044913713?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/6040991165044913713?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~3/dXsOHNpmOMY/dynomited-cave-conservation-event.html" title="Dynomited Cave Conservation Event" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06372758445893763479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gZijMZCWPW4/TN8bxg5UO0I/AAAAAAAAAi0/eI7rj9Vplkk/S220/commuterlisa.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">VIDEO LINK: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aL3Uz0mFvAk&amp;amp;feature=mfu_in_order&amp;amp;list=ULSeveral grottos worked together with the direction of Hester to remove waste from Washington's Dynomited Cave. The wood was located after three drops wich required repelling and long lava paths with large rock fall. The temporature was around 50 degrees. The wood had to be cut, baged, and hauled up in packages 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/M1lQfJFpmqxoI9F0Sq7WiaLXwh0/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/M1lQfJFpmqxoI9F0Sq7WiaLXwh0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/M1lQfJFpmqxoI9F0Sq7WiaLXwh0/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/M1lQfJFpmqxoI9F0Sq7WiaLXwh0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~4/dXsOHNpmOMY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2010/07/dynomited-cave-conservation-event.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEUERXc_eip7ImA9WxFbFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583963962229120149.post-7647491790520623813</id><published>2010-07-06T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T00:43:24.942-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-06T00:43:24.942-07:00</app:edited><title>Eugene Pro Rodeo 4th of July Show</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/feeds/7647491790520623813/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2010/07/eugene-pro-rodeo-4th-of-july-show.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/7647491790520623813?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/7647491790520623813?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~3/v9IklL8ar2U/eugene-pro-rodeo-4th-of-july-show.html" title="Eugene Pro Rodeo 4th of July Show" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06372758445893763479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gZijMZCWPW4/TN8bxg5UO0I/AAAAAAAAAi0/eI7rj9Vplkk/S220/commuterlisa.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">What a show! Here is a video I created using footage I captured from The Eugene Pro Rodeo on the 4th of July using Microsoft Movie Editor.*** A video created for your entertainment. 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9J909ic3vwezaJzVZZjieOddRzc/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9J909ic3vwezaJzVZZjieOddRzc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9J909ic3vwezaJzVZZjieOddRzc/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9J909ic3vwezaJzVZZjieOddRzc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~4/v9IklL8ar2U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2010/07/eugene-pro-rodeo-4th-of-july-show.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0QHRn47fip7ImA9WxFbFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583963962229120149.post-4044158820425749798</id><published>2010-07-06T00:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T00:28:57.006-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-06T00:28:57.006-07:00</app:edited><title>Motorcycle Jumping at The Eugene Pro Rodeo</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/feeds/4044158820425749798/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2010/07/motorcycle-jumping-at-eugene-pro-rodeo.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/4044158820425749798?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/4044158820425749798?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~3/2HFZtid2n_M/motorcycle-jumping-at-eugene-pro-rodeo.html" title="Motorcycle Jumping at The Eugene Pro Rodeo" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06372758445893763479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gZijMZCWPW4/TN8bxg5UO0I/AAAAAAAAAi0/eI7rj9Vplkk/S220/commuterlisa.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">This awesome proformance occured at the Eugene Pro Rodeo Firecracker Bullride 2010 4the of July Celebration. I created the video using footage I captured and Windows Movie Editor.*** A video created for your entertainment. 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8P-PJiQ66sFm0DxQ5xnIOxsfDYY/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8P-PJiQ66sFm0DxQ5xnIOxsfDYY/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8P-PJiQ66sFm0DxQ5xnIOxsfDYY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8P-PJiQ66sFm0DxQ5xnIOxsfDYY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~4/2HFZtid2n_M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2010/07/motorcycle-jumping-at-eugene-pro-rodeo.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0IBR3o4fip7ImA9WxFWFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583963962229120149.post-5262380895667038664</id><published>2010-06-04T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T12:59:16.436-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-04T12:59:16.436-07:00</app:edited><title>Alcohol: Risky Business For The Brain</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/feeds/5262380895667038664/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2010/06/alcohol-risky-business-for-brain.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/5262380895667038664?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/5262380895667038664?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~3/F74fjFaX8L4/alcohol-risky-business-for-brain.html" title="Alcohol: Risky Business For The Brain" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06372758445893763479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gZijMZCWPW4/TN8bxg5UO0I/AAAAAAAAAi0/eI7rj9Vplkk/S220/commuterlisa.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gZijMZCWPW4/TAlWIX6r2wI/AAAAAAAAAFE/NDn5YxN6JUE/s72-c/woman+drinks.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Alcohol: Risky BusinessFor The BrainBy Lisa A M BaumanImagine sitting by the sea sipping a margarita without a care in the world. Now imagine each sip traveling through your body making signals to your brain that cause a chain reaction. Our bodies are working everyday in ways far beyond our imagination. Alcohol can harm many parts of the body, but its effects on the brain are frightening. Because
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_DAe5Ul21scTpKfg-GNtJeHrTUw/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_DAe5Ul21scTpKfg-GNtJeHrTUw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_DAe5Ul21scTpKfg-GNtJeHrTUw/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_DAe5Ul21scTpKfg-GNtJeHrTUw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~4/F74fjFaX8L4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2010/06/alcohol-risky-business-for-brain.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIMQnc-fCp7ImA9WxFWFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3583963962229120149.post-5113750210216667630</id><published>2010-06-03T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T01:26:23.954-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-03T01:26:23.954-07:00</app:edited><title>LBCC Houses The Gladiators of Writing Support</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/feeds/5113750210216667630/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2010/05/lbcc-houses-gladiators-of-writing.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/5113750210216667630?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3583963962229120149/posts/default/5113750210216667630?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~3/ehxgYvFehGM/lbcc-houses-gladiators-of-writing.html" title="LBCC Houses The Gladiators of Writing Support" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06372758445893763479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="25" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gZijMZCWPW4/TN8bxg5UO0I/AAAAAAAAAi0/eI7rj9Vplkk/S220/commuterlisa.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gZijMZCWPW4/S-pXjyVzDuI/AAAAAAAAACg/UCFdz_I9jGo/s72-c/1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">LBCC Houses The Gladiators of Writing SupportWritten by Lisa AM BaumanContributing Writer &amp;amp; Assistant Sales Director for The CommuterEver get that kind of help in your studies that makes you feel like Spiderman just swung in from a building, rescued you, and set you down onto solid ground? OK, that may sound a bit dramatic, but if you have ever been really struggling and someone knew just what to
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hVP7R1JcNYQ7bZHLkaWT3hgzIF8/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hVP7R1JcNYQ7bZHLkaWT3hgzIF8/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hVP7R1JcNYQ7bZHLkaWT3hgzIF8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hVP7R1JcNYQ7bZHLkaWT3hgzIF8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MemoirsOfAStudent/~4/ehxgYvFehGM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://lisabauman.blogspot.com/2010/05/lbcc-houses-gladiators-of-writing.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

