<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-6854503</id><updated>2024-03-07T23:39:31.877-08:00</updated><category term="food"/><category term="gradschool"/><category term="teaching"/><category term="blogger"/><category term="blogher"/><category term="blogger beta"/><category term="life"/><category term="tools"/><category term="movies"/><category term="payperpost"/><category term="academia"/><category term="blogging"/><category term="extensions"/><category term="my books"/><category term="conferencing"/><category term="firefox"/><category term="memes"/><category term="politics"/><category term="valleylife"/><category term="cats"/><category term="feedburner"/><category term="performancing"/><title type='text'>No Fancy Name</title><subtitle type='html'>Description-free since 2004.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nofancyname.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/full'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/full'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofancyname.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/full?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04138401393364371648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNkLdz209lgrh4Cr3l0PsqmcqH0R_gQ7LYTewTZVgO0B6KVbUpa736HqqyizB-fF43n8OyplyWkBKqjnECZ-GuZFqnoyjEcjq3K0rBNvTanCEWh6_S_svL3MoEcagPQQ/s220/spmesm.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1170</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854503.post-6750666534318403807</id><published>2006-12-14T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T15:16:23.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>defunct</title><content type='html'>for readers who happen to come by here, this blog is officially defunct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all 1170 or so posts are still available within the site, via archive or search, and will remain so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be blogging elsewhere.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/6750666534318403807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/6750666534318403807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofancyname.blogspot.com/2006/12/defunct.html' title='defunct'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04138401393364371648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNkLdz209lgrh4Cr3l0PsqmcqH0R_gQ7LYTewTZVgO0B6KVbUpa736HqqyizB-fF43n8OyplyWkBKqjnECZ-GuZFqnoyjEcjq3K0rBNvTanCEWh6_S_svL3MoEcagPQQ/s220/spmesm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854503.post-8979810753654991802</id><published>2006-12-12T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T07:06:15.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>explanation</title><content type='html'>Apparently I was to attach an explanation to my previous post.  Sorry about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* No, there&#39;s nothing wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Nothing &quot;happened.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I simply don&#39;t have anything to say.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* One could argue that I&#39;ve never had anything to say, and the previous 1169 posts were  wastes of space.  I wouldn&#39;t go that far.  I think 100 or so were useful and relevant.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Being an &quot;authority&quot; in something is only useful if people actually listen to what you have to say, learn from it, and pass that knowledge on to others.  Otherwise, you&#39;re talking to a wall and that&#39;s useful for no one.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I have zero interest in putting in the time and effort to remain an &quot;authority&quot; in anything technology-related.  If I wanted to remain plugged-in and knowledgable about cutting-edge things, I wouldn&#39;t have spent the last year or so trying to disentangle myself from it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I associate blogging with a part of my life that I really have strong negative feelings about.  Having a virtual presence keeps more than a foot in a world I really don&#39;t dig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured I&#39;d mentioned all this at some point.  Must have only been on the phone or whatever to people I talk to in real life.  Anyone who knows me at all knows how much I struggle with this whole bleeding-edge technology vs simplification vs utility thing.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/8979810753654991802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/8979810753654991802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofancyname.blogspot.com/2006/12/explanation.html' title='explanation'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04138401393364371648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNkLdz209lgrh4Cr3l0PsqmcqH0R_gQ7LYTewTZVgO0B6KVbUpa736HqqyizB-fF43n8OyplyWkBKqjnECZ-GuZFqnoyjEcjq3K0rBNvTanCEWh6_S_svL3MoEcagPQQ/s220/spmesm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854503.post-6394793112106538291</id><published>2006-12-11T05:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T05:26:39.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nope, nothing to post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns=&#39;http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml&#39;&gt;Sorry for the false alarm.  I have nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I doubt I&#39;ll be blogging anymore.  &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/6394793112106538291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/6394793112106538291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofancyname.blogspot.com/2006/12/nope-nothing-to-post.html' title='nope, nothing to post'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04138401393364371648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNkLdz209lgrh4Cr3l0PsqmcqH0R_gQ7LYTewTZVgO0B6KVbUpa736HqqyizB-fF43n8OyplyWkBKqjnECZ-GuZFqnoyjEcjq3K0rBNvTanCEWh6_S_svL3MoEcagPQQ/s220/spmesm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854503.post-8306917201533263771</id><published>2006-12-09T06:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T06:49:02.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>there&amp;#39;s a rumor....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns=&#39;http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml&#39;&gt;...that I&#39;ll be able to blog something today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[looks around for signs of the apocalypse]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I taught my last class for the semester.  I had the last two seminar meetings of the semester.  We did holistic grading of the 1A finals yesterday. I only have one more paper to write.  In the one paper I &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; write, I quoted something from &lt;a href=&#39;http://www.earthwidemoth.com/mt/archives/000341.html&#39;&gt;a post at Earth Wide Moth&lt;/a&gt;.  Blogs...so useful!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, perhaps, I will have more words on the subject.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/8306917201533263771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/8306917201533263771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofancyname.blogspot.com/2006/12/there-rumor_09.html' title='there&amp;#39;s a rumor....'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04138401393364371648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNkLdz209lgrh4Cr3l0PsqmcqH0R_gQ7LYTewTZVgO0B6KVbUpa736HqqyizB-fF43n8OyplyWkBKqjnECZ-GuZFqnoyjEcjq3K0rBNvTanCEWh6_S_svL3MoEcagPQQ/s220/spmesm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854503.post-8406406313278609148</id><published>2006-12-02T06:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T06:19:49.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>help groom the next generation of social activists</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns=&#39;http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml&#39;&gt;&lt;a href=&#39;http://shroomhead.blogspot.com/&#39;&gt;Squid&lt;/a&gt; (she is very cool, as is her blog, and as are her kids) is trying to raise money for a local high school girl to participate in &lt;a href=&#39;http://www.sojournproject.com/&#39;&gt;The Sojourn Project&lt;/a&gt;&#39;s ten-day journey retracing the American civil rights movement of the 50&#39;s and 60&#39;s. Here is Squid&#39;s original letter:&lt;blockquote&gt;Like many of you, our family has decided to focus on the kind of holiday giving that makes a real difference. If you feel the same way, then consider the following opportunity:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Amy Sandia is sixteen years old, and is a junior at Deadwood High School. She &quot;has a dream,&quot; which is to go on a ten-day Sojourn Project journey (&lt;a href=&#39;http://www.sojournproject.com/&#39;&gt;www.sojournproject.com&lt;/a&gt;) that will retrace the steps of the American civil rights movement in the 50&#39;s and 60&#39;s. I can only hope that my own children will show such a fierce interest in history and humanity when they reach her age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy is a wonderful girl, from a wonderful family, but unfortunately her family cannot afford to pay for all of the trip&#39;s expenses. Amy has been doing quite a lot of fundraising, but has not yet reached her goal. The payment deadline of December 7th is looming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are looking for a way to make a concrete difference in a local life--and to help groom the next generation of social activists--then please consider making a donation towards Amy&#39;s trip. It will make a lovely holiday gift in the name of your favorite historically savvy liberal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you,&lt;br /&gt;Squid Rosenberg&lt;/blockquote&gt;Squid originally &lt;a href=&#39;http://shroomhead.blogspot.com/2006/12/want-to-help-groom-next-generation-of.html&#39;&gt;said&lt;/a&gt; she wanted to raise $200.  We did that in 12 hours (the internet ROCKS!).  Then the trickster &lt;a href=&#39;http://shroomhead.blogspot.com/2006/12/want-to-help-groom-next-generation-of_01.html&#39;&gt;said&lt;/a&gt; she told Amy she&#39;d try to raise $1000 but she didn&#39;t want to be greedy on the blog.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh HELL, what do you think the blogosphere is for? It&#39;s for HELPING people in some way.  This particular way happens to be by foregoing one&#39;s quad venti starbucks drink and sticking that $5 into the &lt;a href=&#39;http://www.dropcash.com/campaign/squidalicious/want_to_help_groom_the_1/&#39;&gt;donation bucket&lt;/a&gt;.  Go! Shoo! Do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here&#39;s my own little story about The Sojourn Project: in my comp class on the day we discussed Martin Luther King&#39;s &quot;Letter from Birmingham Jail,&quot; one of the quiet kids in the back stuck his hand up and was confident enough to say something insightful and useful for the rest of the discussion. He, too, had raised money and gone on &lt;a href=&#39;http://www.sojournproject.com/&#39;&gt;The Sojourn Project&lt;/a&gt;&#39;s trip when he was in high school.  He said it really changed him and he learned a lot.  Hey, if a shy kid speaks up in class only once in the semester and it&#39;s about King and civil rights, I&#39;m all for whatever got him there.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&#39;http://www.dropcash.com/campaign/squidalicious/want_to_help_groom_the_1/&#39;&gt;Here is a link to the Dropcash donation page&lt;/a&gt;.  It&#39;s easy.  I&#39;ve used it multiple times to donate to things (including this, of course!!).&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/8406406313278609148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/8406406313278609148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofancyname.blogspot.com/2006/12/help-groom-next-generation-of-social.html' title='help groom the next generation of social activists'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04138401393364371648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNkLdz209lgrh4Cr3l0PsqmcqH0R_gQ7LYTewTZVgO0B6KVbUpa736HqqyizB-fF43n8OyplyWkBKqjnECZ-GuZFqnoyjEcjq3K0rBNvTanCEWh6_S_svL3MoEcagPQQ/s220/spmesm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854503.post-6823227798660725886</id><published>2006-11-29T04:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T04:20:11.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>meme-ing in the name of science</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns=&#39;http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml&#39;&gt;I&#39;ve seen &lt;a href=&#39;http://acephalous.typepad.com/acephalous/2006/11/measuring_the_s.html&#39;&gt;Scott&#39;s meme request&lt;/a&gt; all over in the last two days but didn&#39;t get a chance to put up a post until now (see &quot;self-imposed exile to the island of non-bloggers&quot;).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Scott&#39;s running a little experiment to see how fast a meme travels across the blogosphere.  It&#39;s for a good cause: his MLA paper.  Go Scott!  Ok so again, &lt;a href=&#39;http://acephalous.typepad.com/acephalous/2006/11/measuring_the_s.html&#39;&gt;here&#39;s the description&lt;/a&gt;.  Posting counts as participating in the meme, but I&#39;d like to offer the following answers anyway:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) blue&lt;br /&gt;2) sometimes black&lt;br /&gt;3) 12&lt;br /&gt;4) wouldn&#39;t you like to know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I&#39;ve seen this all over, I don&#39;t quite know who to credit. I&#39;ll just go in alphabetical order through my feed reader and see who I hit first....&lt;a href=&#39;  http://bardiac.blogspot.com/2006/11/meme-research-meme.html&#39;&gt;Bardiac&lt;/a&gt;!  There you go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE PARTICIPATE IN THIS MEME.  IT&#39;S FOR SCIENCE!  You don&#39;t have to be an academic type to do this.  All you need to do is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Write a post linking to &lt;a href=&#39;http://acephalous.typepad.com/acephalous/2006/11/measuring_the_s.html&#39;&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt; in which you explain the experiment.  (All blogs count, be they TypePad, Blogger, MySpace, Facebook, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Ask your readers to do the same.  Beg them.  Relate sob stories about poor graduate students in desperate circumstances.  Imply I&#39;m one of them.  (Do whatever you have to.  If that fails, try whatever it takes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href=&#39;http://www.technorati.com/ping&#39;&gt;Ping Technorati&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go on now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/6823227798660725886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/6823227798660725886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofancyname.blogspot.com/2006/11/meme-ing-in-name-of-science.html' title='meme-ing in the name of science'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04138401393364371648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNkLdz209lgrh4Cr3l0PsqmcqH0R_gQ7LYTewTZVgO0B6KVbUpa736HqqyizB-fF43n8OyplyWkBKqjnECZ-GuZFqnoyjEcjq3K0rBNvTanCEWh6_S_svL3MoEcagPQQ/s220/spmesm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854503.post-7546289783451784485</id><published>2006-11-28T12:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T14:03:09.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i have temporarily exiled myself to the island of non-bloggers BUT...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns=&#39;http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml&#39;&gt;I passed part II of the comprehensive exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank my kick-ass study group and lenient exam graders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that stress is out of the way, I can concentrate on the &quot;oh, I&#39;ve been trying to build an application for the last two weeks&quot; stress, plus paper-writing stress, plus PhD applications stress.  The &quot;application&quot; at the &lt;em&gt;beginning&lt;/em&gt; of that sentence? That would be application in the &quot;online service for the masses&quot; kind of thing that I do as my actual job.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stressy stress stress stressful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey! I passed both comps so there you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EDITED TO ADD:&lt;/strong&gt; I finally heard from my group members.  We went 4 for 4 on part I and 4 for 4 on part II.  Best study group EVER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/7546289783451784485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/7546289783451784485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofancyname.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-have-temporarily-exiled-myself-to.html' title='i have temporarily exiled myself to the island of non-bloggers BUT...'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04138401393364371648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNkLdz209lgrh4Cr3l0PsqmcqH0R_gQ7LYTewTZVgO0B6KVbUpa736HqqyizB-fF43n8OyplyWkBKqjnECZ-GuZFqnoyjEcjq3K0rBNvTanCEWh6_S_svL3MoEcagPQQ/s220/spmesm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854503.post-8540551821299217458</id><published>2006-11-23T09:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T09:46:14.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns=&#39;http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml&#39;&gt;I have mixed feelings about Thanksgiving since, as &lt;a href=&#39;http://cluttermuseum.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-thanksgiving.html&#39;&gt;trillwing says&lt;/a&gt;, &quot;today&#39;s holiday technically commemorates a mythical supper that presaged much colonial nastiness.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also reminded each year of the words of that sage, Wednesday Addams, who said:&lt;blockquote&gt;Wait, we can not break bread with you. You have taken the land which is rightfully ours. Years from now my people will be forced to live in mobile homes on reservations. Your people will wear cardigans, and drink highballs. We will sell our bracelets by the road sides, and you will play golf. My people will have pain and degradation. Your people will have stick shifts. The gods of my tribe have spoken. They said do not trust the pilgrims. And especially do not trust Sarah Miller. For all these reasons I have decided to scalp you and burn your village to the ground. [in &lt;em&gt;Addams Family Values&lt;/em&gt;....via &lt;a href=&#39;http://www.peskyapostrophe.com/index.php/weblog/happy_happy_turkey_day1/&#39;&gt;Mac&lt;/a&gt;, as always]&lt;/blockquote&gt;But all that aside, I am thankful for many people and things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU (and you, and you, and you, and even you).  My folks.  My friends (and the job they still let me have).  My cats.  My profs, especially those writing rec letters for me, and the ones who have made this semester a &lt;em&gt;hell of a lot better&lt;/em&gt; than last semester.  My students, who really are a great bunch of students and who have made my first semester of teaching a relatively stress-free time (and a joy).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because I love me some Thanksgiving food, I am especially thankful for my friend&#39;s mom who invited me to Thanksgiving dinner even though my friend/her partner/their kid &lt;em&gt;aren&#39;t&lt;/em&gt; going to be there this year becauase of an out-of-town soccer tournament. If I&#39;m good, I&#39;ll even get leftovers.  Score!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/8540551821299217458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/8540551821299217458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofancyname.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='happy thanksgiving!'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04138401393364371648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNkLdz209lgrh4Cr3l0PsqmcqH0R_gQ7LYTewTZVgO0B6KVbUpa736HqqyizB-fF43n8OyplyWkBKqjnECZ-GuZFqnoyjEcjq3K0rBNvTanCEWh6_S_svL3MoEcagPQQ/s220/spmesm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854503.post-4957627993078387480</id><published>2006-11-21T06:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T06:16:36.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>classroom survey results</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns=&#39;http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml&#39;&gt;I was poking around the internet the other day and came across a &lt;a href=&#39;http://tinyurl.com/y7jtxg&#39;&gt;survey of first year writing students at Boise State&lt;/a&gt; from Fall 2000.  I had been thinking of asking my students some of the same types of survey questions&amp;mdash;if I had been &lt;em&gt;thinking&lt;/em&gt; I would have asked them this at the beginning of the semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked them this (stolen entirely from the BSU survey):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Which one of the following do you believe most strongly is the key to becoming a better writer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choices:&lt;br /&gt;a) Studying the basics, starting with sentence structure, then paragraphs, and then the whole compositions.&lt;br /&gt;b) People are born writers.  Either you can do it well or you can&#39;t.&lt;br /&gt;c) People have to develop confidence in their own writing voices before they can improve.&lt;br /&gt;d) Improving one&#39;s writing involves an understanding of the steps involved and practicing each separately.&lt;br /&gt;e) You get better at writing if you read a lot.&lt;br /&gt;f) Developing writers most need to learn how to produce the various forms of writing&amp;mdash;argument, exposition, description, etc&lt;br /&gt;g) The best way to develop as a writer is to imitate the writing of others who are better than they are.&lt;br /&gt;h) The key to a writer&#39;s development in the fluency.  Once a writer can learn to write a lot, he or she will improve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&#39;t know which option I&#39;d pick.  I&#39;m torn between c, e, f (not in that order).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BSU results were:&lt;br /&gt;c) 31%, a) 24%, f) 16%, d) 15%, e) 13%, h) 10%, b) 6%, g) 1% &lt;br /&gt;[the numbers don&#39;t add up so I&#39;m not sure how they calculated it]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My class:&lt;br /&gt;a) 39%, c) 17%, e) 17%, d) 13%, f) 8%, h) 4%, b) 0%, g) 0% &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m glad no one answered &quot;b,&quot; but I wonder how many would have at the &lt;em&gt;beginning&lt;/em&gt; of the semester?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that the overwhelming choice was &quot;a&quot; makes me a little uneasy since that&#39;s not how we did things at all.  Sure, we worked on sentence-level stuff but we certainly didn&#39;t set out on day one and say &quot;ok, let&#39;s write a sentence.&quot;  I do have a fair number of students (maybe 8-12?) who came down the remedial/developmental/whatever you want to call it track before getting to 1A, and I know those classes &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; start with &quot;let&#39;s write a sentence&quot; and move forward from that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Re: answer &quot;c,&quot; well, I can do something about that.  I hope I did.  Same with option &quot;e&quot;&amp;mdash;we read in our class.  Not a ton, but they were constantly exposed to words of all types&amp;mdash;essays, historical texts, etc.&amp;mdash;and they actually &lt;em&gt;did the reading&lt;/em&gt; for the most part.  One can only hope some of it sunk in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it interesting that only a few answered option &quot;f&quot; when that&#39;s the type of course we teach.  Well, the TAs teach modes-based courses.  Not all 61 sections of 1A are modes-based.  I don&#39;t know anything except to teach that type of course (what with my 14 weeks of teaching under my belt) but I&#39;m not against it at this point.  We&#39;ll see how that changes over time.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/4957627993078387480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/4957627993078387480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofancyname.blogspot.com/2006/11/classroom-survey-results.html' title='classroom survey results'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04138401393364371648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNkLdz209lgrh4Cr3l0PsqmcqH0R_gQ7LYTewTZVgO0B6KVbUpa736HqqyizB-fF43n8OyplyWkBKqjnECZ-GuZFqnoyjEcjq3K0rBNvTanCEWh6_S_svL3MoEcagPQQ/s220/spmesm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854503.post-9105550313106507918</id><published>2006-11-20T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T06:12:09.362-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="teaching"/><title type='text'>why yes, I AM grading in the wee hours before class</title><content type='html'>So I&#39;m grading argumentation essays. These essays are the last of their out-of-class essays and they are revisions of a previous in-class essay. Perhaps another day I&#39;ll tell you about how I had to lecture the poor souls about how their &quot;revisions&quot; were not so good &lt;em&gt;at all&lt;/em&gt;, and how a vote re: what to do about it ended in a tie and a compromise.  It&#39;s not a great story, but it &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; a story nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I&#39;m grading these essays and I can&#39;t help but laugh during one of them. Luckily, it was the intention of the author that the reader laughs at the absurd example used to counter an opposing argument.  They had three options for their argumentation essay and one of them was to argue for or against arming pilots of commercial aircraft.  My funny student (who never says a word in class, unfortunately) offered an example of terrorists using as weapons the sporks found in on-board meals.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think maybe it wouldn&#39;t be quite so funny if it weren&#39;t 4am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, I will go off to class and we will discuss Poe&#39;s &quot;Philosophy of Furniture.&quot;  Yes, I&#39;m serious.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/9105550313106507918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/9105550313106507918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofancyname.blogspot.com/2006/11/why-yes-i-am-grading-in-wee-hours.html' title='why yes, I AM grading in the wee hours before class'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04138401393364371648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNkLdz209lgrh4Cr3l0PsqmcqH0R_gQ7LYTewTZVgO0B6KVbUpa736HqqyizB-fF43n8OyplyWkBKqjnECZ-GuZFqnoyjEcjq3K0rBNvTanCEWh6_S_svL3MoEcagPQQ/s220/spmesm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854503.post-5164752904542215055</id><published>2006-11-18T18:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T18:09:29.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>embarrassing confession</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns=&#39;http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml&#39;&gt;I&#39;ve been shopping at Amazon.com since...well...as long as it has been around.  What&#39;s that, eight years? Ten?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the design of their logo never clicked in my little brain until just this very second when I looked at the box in which my cat was sitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never noticed the swoosh goes from the A to the Z, thereby, of course, reflecting that the store has everything from A to Z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ever you needed an example as to why I have never been part of &lt;em&gt;any&lt;/em&gt; corporate branding project at my job, here you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my defense, I notice a hell of a lot of other things in the world.  Just not things like this.  Also, I know better than to even try &lt;a href=&#39;http://labnol.blogspot.com/2006/11/quiz-time-can-you-spot-logo-designs-of.html&#39;&gt;this quiz&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/5164752904542215055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/5164752904542215055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofancyname.blogspot.com/2006/11/embarrassing-confession_18.html' title='embarrassing confession'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04138401393364371648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNkLdz209lgrh4Cr3l0PsqmcqH0R_gQ7LYTewTZVgO0B6KVbUpa736HqqyizB-fF43n8OyplyWkBKqjnECZ-GuZFqnoyjEcjq3K0rBNvTanCEWh6_S_svL3MoEcagPQQ/s220/spmesm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854503.post-4618037300418415206</id><published>2006-11-14T06:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T06:21:37.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>one down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns=&#39;http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml&#39;&gt;I guess the exam readers don&#39;t want to be burdoned with the exams over Thanksgiving, because our grad coordinator emailed me last night and said &lt;strong&gt;I passed the first part&lt;/strong&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank the authors of the &lt;em&gt;Odyssey&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Beowulf&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;The Faerie Queene&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Robinson Crusoe&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Tristram Shandy&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Wieland&lt;/em&gt;, and &lt;em&gt;The Compleat Angler&lt;/em&gt;, as those are the works I discussed in the exam.   Why yes, you&#39;re right: there&#39;s no Shakespeare or Milton on that list.  I was aghast as well.  But that&#39;s the way the questions worked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo.  So anyway, that&#39;s one down.  The more I think about the second exam, the less lame I think my answers were.  They weren&#39;t perfect or anything, but they weren&#39;t entirely stupid.  Maybe it will work out too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks for all your support!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/4618037300418415206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/4618037300418415206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofancyname.blogspot.com/2006/11/one-down.html' title='one down'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04138401393364371648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNkLdz209lgrh4Cr3l0PsqmcqH0R_gQ7LYTewTZVgO0B6KVbUpa736HqqyizB-fF43n8OyplyWkBKqjnECZ-GuZFqnoyjEcjq3K0rBNvTanCEWh6_S_svL3MoEcagPQQ/s220/spmesm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854503.post-6736503512852501479</id><published>2006-11-13T06:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T09:10:34.278-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blogger"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="extensions"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="firefox"/><title type='text'>Performancing for Firefox 1.3.5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns=&#39;http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml&#39;&gt;The &lt;a href=&#39;http://www.performancing.com/firefox&#39;&gt;Performancing for Firefox&lt;/a&gt; extension, a blog editor, supports the &quot;new&quot; Blogger platform in its latest official release (version 1.3.5).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been beta testing the PFF extension + new Blogger for a few months now, and they work just fine together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://performancing.com/node/5234&quot;&gt;&amp;raquo; read announcement&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/6736503512852501479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/6736503512852501479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofancyname.blogspot.com/2006/11/performancing-for-firefox-135.html' title='Performancing for Firefox 1.3.5'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04138401393364371648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNkLdz209lgrh4Cr3l0PsqmcqH0R_gQ7LYTewTZVgO0B6KVbUpa736HqqyizB-fF43n8OyplyWkBKqjnECZ-GuZFqnoyjEcjq3K0rBNvTanCEWh6_S_svL3MoEcagPQQ/s220/spmesm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854503.post-4101943334738378018</id><published>2006-11-12T08:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T08:50:35.440-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gradschool"/><title type='text'>survived</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns=&#39;http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml&#39;&gt;The exam was fair (and balanced).  I wouldn&#39;t be surprised if I passed, but I also wouldn&#39;t be surprised if I failed.  I wrote an answer to the first question (poetry) that was 3/4 fine and then became really lame at the end.  My answer to the second question (novels) was just fine.  My answer to the third question (two passages, talk about the narratives and try to place them in their period) was halfway fine because I was ok on the first passage (from &lt;em&gt;Lolita&lt;/em&gt;) and although I talked about the right things re: the second passage, I didn&#39;t place it correctly. It was from &lt;em&gt;Hard Times&lt;/em&gt; and it didn&#39;t scream &quot;Dickens&quot; to me.  But such is life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several of us were in the range of feeling &quot;iffy&quot; about it, although our buddy Jim nailed the whole thing (it was his second go around).  So, those of us feeling iffy also felt perfectly fine with taking it again in the spring, because we know our deficiencies.  Unlike the first exam, this exam really brings one&#39;s deficiencies to light.  And really, I think that&#39;s fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our only real complaint about the exam was that the third question wasn&#39;t an explication of two poems and the placement of said poems in their period.  We feel that&#39;s a better test of our analytical skills&amp;mdash;and I&#39;m saying that as a person who doesn&#39;t dig poetry.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we&#39;ll see what happens.  I don&#39;t regret for a minute going out with my friends on Friday night, because we had a good time and we rarely get to go out.  It didn&#39;t affect my performance on the exam, as I got more sleep Friday night than I typically do.  Only three of us went out after the exam but we stayed out for a good six hours.  It was fun.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/4101943334738378018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/4101943334738378018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofancyname.blogspot.com/2006/11/survived.html' title='survived'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04138401393364371648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNkLdz209lgrh4Cr3l0PsqmcqH0R_gQ7LYTewTZVgO0B6KVbUpa736HqqyizB-fF43n8OyplyWkBKqjnECZ-GuZFqnoyjEcjq3K0rBNvTanCEWh6_S_svL3MoEcagPQQ/s220/spmesm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854503.post-7187215368586926355</id><published>2006-11-10T07:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T07:47:13.900-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gradschool"/><title type='text'>so...there&#39;s another exam tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns=&#39;http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml&#39;&gt;I&#39;ve not written about this one, really, because I&#39;ve been terrified of it.  &quot;Why on earth?&quot; you may ask, since it is, after all, the stuff I am supposed to be well-versed in: the last 206 years of literature in English.  I think I&#39;m terrified precisely &lt;em&gt;because&lt;/em&gt; of that.   But hey, terror and the sublime and all that.  It&#39;ll probably end up fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the reasons we (my study group) are so messed up about this exam is that the sample exam questions from years past are purposefully difficult to unpack and then once they&#39;re unpacked you have this matrix of period/geography/gender into which you have to fit your answers.  For instance, once you figure out the question and the themes in poetry the question asks you to talk about, you have to pluck half your answers from the Brits, half from the Americans, a couple in the 19th C, a couple in the 20th C, and oh hey, a couple must be by women.  On Monday, when our group go together to give the sample questions a shot, we couldn&#39;t fill up the matrix.   For those of us who don&#39;t have the ability to memorize poetry and regurgitate it at will, these are difficult questions.  If the questions are about fiction or theory, I&#39;m cool.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I guess I&#39;m saying I&#39;m still afraid of poetry.  But in my defense, I feel a hell of a lot better about it than I did just three months ago.  [whatever] bless Dr. Pollock&#39;s poetry seminar. Also, &lt;a href=&#39;http://infavorofthinking.blogspot.com&#39;&gt;Mel&lt;/a&gt; talked me off the ledge yesterday and basically said lookit, focus.  Make index cards and get &lt;em&gt;those&lt;/em&gt; in your head for the next two days and you&#39;ll be ok.  I think that&#39;s true.  I think the distillation of All of Poetry into these 35 particular notecards will be enough to help jumpstart my brain once I get in the exam and have nothing but my bluebooks and a pen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I could continue my streak of good luck and the exam could be all about American fiction from 1865-1940.  I&#39;d be cool with that...much like the GRE subject test which presented me with no less than 6 questions on &lt;em&gt;Walden&lt;/em&gt;, 4 on Emerson, 6 on Melville, 6 on Dickinson, 6 on Paul Laurence Dunbar, and so on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no matter to all this stress, as I&#39;m going to a show with my friends tonight in the city.  I heartily believe it will be better for my mental health than staring at my notecards all night long.  Plus, the band is appropriately literary.  I think I can work &quot;Money Made You Mean&quot; into any discussion of economy and commodity in the 19th C.  Heh.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/7187215368586926355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/7187215368586926355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofancyname.blogspot.com/2006/11/sotheres-another-exam-tomorrow.html' title='so...there&#39;s another exam tomorrow'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04138401393364371648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNkLdz209lgrh4Cr3l0PsqmcqH0R_gQ7LYTewTZVgO0B6KVbUpa736HqqyizB-fF43n8OyplyWkBKqjnECZ-GuZFqnoyjEcjq3K0rBNvTanCEWh6_S_svL3MoEcagPQQ/s220/spmesm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854503.post-8864254538393690096</id><published>2006-11-09T09:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T09:27:28.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>watch this (must appreciate the kitties)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns=&#39;http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml&#39;&gt;&lt;object height=&#39;350&#39; width=&#39;425&#39;&gt;&lt;param value=&#39;http://www.youtube.com/v/MQ4vmSvCVbc&#39; name=&#39;movie&#39;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param value=&#39;transparent&#39; name=&#39;wmode&#39;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height=&#39;350&#39; width=&#39;425&#39; wmode=&#39;transparent&#39; type=&#39;application/x-shockwave-flash&#39; src=&#39;http://www.youtube.com/v/MQ4vmSvCVbc&#39;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/8864254538393690096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/8864254538393690096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofancyname.blogspot.com/2006/11/watch-this-must-appreciate-kitties.html' title='watch this (must appreciate the kitties)'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04138401393364371648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNkLdz209lgrh4Cr3l0PsqmcqH0R_gQ7LYTewTZVgO0B6KVbUpa736HqqyizB-fF43n8OyplyWkBKqjnECZ-GuZFqnoyjEcjq3K0rBNvTanCEWh6_S_svL3MoEcagPQQ/s220/spmesm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854503.post-5261307708628289251</id><published>2006-11-06T06:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T06:14:05.044-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gradschool"/><title type='text'>thanks for all the good wishes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns=&#39;http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml&#39;&gt;I realize I haven&#39;t written a blow-by-blow post since part 1 of the comps and the GRE subj test, sorry.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m just trying to get a lot of work work done because, um, it&#39;s my actual job and it&#39;s important right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thank again everyone for popping in and saying nice things and also to those of you who emailed and wanted to know if the exams beat me into submission (they didn&#39;t).  There&#39;s only one more left, on Saturday the 11th.  My study group meets tonight as part of our final push for that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I get a moment today I&#39;ll write about the highlights of the exams.  There were some comic things (for me) with regards to the subject test, although these same things were kind of tragic for my two friends -- one is a classics/poetics guy and the other is a medievalist/poetics guy.  I&#39;m neither of those things, and thus I actually &lt;em&gt;knew&lt;/em&gt; all the answers about African-American literature of the 19th/20th centuries...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the question about &lt;a href=&#39;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Donna_Haraway&#39;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Simians, Cyborgs, and Women&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? Totally missed that.  We all did.  And you know what? I&#39;m totally fine with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, if some unknown blog reader sent an iTunes gift certificate to me...thanks! But not putting your name on it really hinders me from returning the favor and thanking you by name....so THANKS, unknown person....I will use it for something relaxing.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/5261307708628289251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/5261307708628289251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofancyname.blogspot.com/2006/11/thanks-for-all-good-wishes.html' title='thanks for all the good wishes'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04138401393364371648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNkLdz209lgrh4Cr3l0PsqmcqH0R_gQ7LYTewTZVgO0B6KVbUpa736HqqyizB-fF43n8OyplyWkBKqjnECZ-GuZFqnoyjEcjq3K0rBNvTanCEWh6_S_svL3MoEcagPQQ/s220/spmesm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854503.post-8593011235003691984</id><published>2006-11-04T06:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T06:20:19.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it&#39;s a waffle house kind of moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns=&#39;http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml&#39;&gt;I&#39;ve probably waxed poetic before about my love for the &lt;a href=&#39;http://www.wafflehouse.com/&#39;&gt;Waffle House&lt;/a&gt;.  If not, all you really need to know is a) I love it, b) without it, I likely would never have made it through college, and c) I miss it terribly.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;California doesn&#39;t have a Waffle House. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I really wish I had a Waffle House nearby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m killing time before the GRE subject test.  Sure, I could make some cereal or oatmeal or eat an apple or have some toast, but what I really want is a mess of hash browns (scattered, smothered, covered) and some eggs and some chicken. Also, some fricking sweet tea would be great.  I haven&#39;t had any since I lived in Richmond, so that would be [counting] six years ago.  A tragedy to be sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I&#39;m off to either the Cardinal Lounge or a Flames Restaurant (both known more as places we go &lt;em&gt;after&lt;/em&gt; evening classes) or maybe I&#39;ll just go to IHOP and carb load on pancakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, it&#39;s not a Waffle House.  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, about the subject test?  I&#39;m not worried about it.  I know I&#39;ll do better than I did in the spring, since I&#39;ve since &lt;em&gt;studied&lt;/em&gt; things out of my area...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I&#39;ll meet up with my buddies who took part I of the comps at the normal time, and I think we&#39;re going to a bar in Japantown.  Personally, I&#39;d rather come back home and watch football while catching up on my work work and start the final studying push for &lt;em&gt;next&lt;/em&gt; weekend, but we&#39;ll see.  I&#39;ll say something more specific about the first test after they&#39;ve taken it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/8593011235003691984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/8593011235003691984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofancyname.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-waffle-house-kind-of-moment.html' title='it&#39;s a waffle house kind of moment'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04138401393364371648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNkLdz209lgrh4Cr3l0PsqmcqH0R_gQ7LYTewTZVgO0B6KVbUpa736HqqyizB-fF43n8OyplyWkBKqjnECZ-GuZFqnoyjEcjq3K0rBNvTanCEWh6_S_svL3MoEcagPQQ/s220/spmesm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854503.post-5604754710675249994</id><published>2006-11-03T13:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T13:52:56.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it&#39;s all good</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns=&#39;http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml&#39;&gt;more later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must get lots of work work done since I wasn&#39;t around this morning.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/5604754710675249994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/5604754710675249994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofancyname.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-all-good.html' title='it&#39;s all good'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04138401393364371648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNkLdz209lgrh4Cr3l0PsqmcqH0R_gQ7LYTewTZVgO0B6KVbUpa736HqqyizB-fF43n8OyplyWkBKqjnECZ-GuZFqnoyjEcjq3K0rBNvTanCEWh6_S_svL3MoEcagPQQ/s220/spmesm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854503.post-4231743579713535188</id><published>2006-11-02T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T09:09:37.707-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gradschool"/><title type='text'>T-24</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns=&#39;http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml&#39;&gt;I&#39;m currently in a state of concern that I will:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* forget the name of the king in &lt;em&gt;King Lear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* forget the name of the hero/warrior in &lt;em&gt;Beowulf&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* forget Macbeth&#39;s wife&#39;s name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ll be drowning my sorrows by working for the rest of the day, on work things...you know, the things for which I am paid good money.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, my boss runs a close second to me on the list of people who cannot &lt;em&gt;wait&lt;/em&gt; for November 12th (day after last exam) to roll around.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/4231743579713535188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/4231743579713535188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofancyname.blogspot.com/2006/11/t-24.html' title='T-24'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04138401393364371648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNkLdz209lgrh4Cr3l0PsqmcqH0R_gQ7LYTewTZVgO0B6KVbUpa736HqqyizB-fF43n8OyplyWkBKqjnECZ-GuZFqnoyjEcjq3K0rBNvTanCEWh6_S_svL3MoEcagPQQ/s220/spmesm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854503.post-7513035471424841267</id><published>2006-11-01T05:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T05:43:18.423-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gradschool"/><title type='text'>what&#39;s up with washington? (the uni)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns=&#39;http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml&#39;&gt;I&#39;m beginning to think there&#39;s some sort of mysterious magnetic force around the University of Washington, such that it pulls people northward from California.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&#39;m&lt;/em&gt; applying there, my school chum &lt;a href=&#39;http://trouteus.net/writing_life/writinglife_blog.html&#39;&gt;jimtrout&lt;/a&gt; is applying there, and today I got an email from one of my freshmen asking if could work with him on his personal statement because he wants to transfer there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, all you UW-ians, if you see a gaggle of San Jose State folks up there next fall, blame the water.  Or something.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/7513035471424841267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/7513035471424841267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofancyname.blogspot.com/2006/11/whats-up-with-washington-uni.html' title='what&#39;s up with washington? (the uni)'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04138401393364371648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNkLdz209lgrh4Cr3l0PsqmcqH0R_gQ7LYTewTZVgO0B6KVbUpa736HqqyizB-fF43n8OyplyWkBKqjnECZ-GuZFqnoyjEcjq3K0rBNvTanCEWh6_S_svL3MoEcagPQQ/s220/spmesm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854503.post-2603178730865386437</id><published>2006-10-30T13:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T13:09:16.627-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gradschool"/><title type='text'>are you sick of these updates yet? I am.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns=&#39;http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml&#39;&gt;grad school blah blah blah teaching blah blah blah working blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Exam #1 is on Friday morning, approx 92 hours from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Excuse me while I spend the next three days re-reading Greek plays, &lt;em&gt;The Faerie Queene&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Paradise Lost&lt;/em&gt;, and several Shakespeare tragedies.  I&#39;m probably cool with them, but these are the works I have nightmares about forgetting when faced with questions about them.  I&#39;m cool with &lt;em&gt;Beowulf&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Sir Gawain and The Green Knight&lt;/em&gt;, several important Chaucerian things, metaphysical poetry, and enough 18th C novels to get me through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Unsurprisingly, I&#39;m a hell of a lot more prepared for the GRE subject test (approx 116 hours from now) this time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* My students wrote an in-class essay today.  They will revise this essay, workshop it, and turn it in all nice and pretty and such.  A good idea (in almost all of our 1A classes, essay #7 is a revision of essay #6), except for them to get maximum revision-before-workshop time they should get their essays back on Wednesday.  No, I don&#39;t know what the hell I was thinking when I made this schedule.  Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I cooked several things over the weekend, so I have plenty of prepared food in the house for the next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Nothing to read for my two seminars this week.  One seminar doesn&#39;t meet and the other consists of student presentations.  Whew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* My thesis proposal is finally in the hands of the graduate committee.  I had to get a second reader at the very last minute because the logical choice for second reader [out of those people in the department who are allowed to be readers] hasn&#39;t even been around campus that we could tell, and thus I couldn&#39;t track her down.  I think it&#39;ll work out better with this new second reader.  He&#39;s my comp studies prof, and also splits time with the Am Studies dept, and is just an all-around cool guy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Back to work.  I somehow managed not to enter any time yet in our time tracker tool for the month of October.  All my tasks/time/etc indicators are sitting in my sent-mail folder and I have to go enter them into the tool.  All 238 of them.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/2603178730865386437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/2603178730865386437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofancyname.blogspot.com/2006/10/are-you-sick-of-these-updates-yet-i-am.html' title='are you sick of these updates yet? I am.'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04138401393364371648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNkLdz209lgrh4Cr3l0PsqmcqH0R_gQ7LYTewTZVgO0B6KVbUpa736HqqyizB-fF43n8OyplyWkBKqjnECZ-GuZFqnoyjEcjq3K0rBNvTanCEWh6_S_svL3MoEcagPQQ/s220/spmesm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854503.post-3370706414590074323</id><published>2006-10-26T14:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T14:08:57.895-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="teaching"/><title type='text'>good class!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns=&#39;http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml&#39;&gt;So on Wednesday morning I &lt;a href=&#39;http://nofancyname.blogspot.com/2006/10/rboc-slaphappy-edition.html&#39;&gt;posted&lt;/a&gt; about how Monday&#39;s class was a bummer and I hoped Wednesday&#39;s would be better because mentor prof would be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My students burst into spontaneous applause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once was for their classmate, a quiet (doesn&#39;t say a peep in class) but smart (I know that, they don&#39;t) girl who read paragraph 14 of &quot;Letter from Birmingham Jail&quot;&amp;mdash; the one with all the semicolons.  No one volunteered (surprise!) so I picked her.  I did it on purpose because I knew she would know all the big words and could read it with the proper emotion.  Boy was I glad she did.  I was so proud of them for clapping for their classmate.  I was also proud of them for having a good discussion and answering all the questions correctly and puzzling out the arguments and what not.  You know, like good college students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second time they clapped was for mentor prof, who always gives a spiel to 1A classes about the benefits of a liberal arts major or at the very least a liberal arts minor.  He&#39;s an eloquent speaker.  He asked questions, they answered them, and they clapped at the end.  Good kids.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/3370706414590074323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/3370706414590074323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofancyname.blogspot.com/2006/10/good-class.html' title='good class!'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04138401393364371648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNkLdz209lgrh4Cr3l0PsqmcqH0R_gQ7LYTewTZVgO0B6KVbUpa736HqqyizB-fF43n8OyplyWkBKqjnECZ-GuZFqnoyjEcjq3K0rBNvTanCEWh6_S_svL3MoEcagPQQ/s220/spmesm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854503.post-2739955213400592956</id><published>2006-10-25T04:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T04:44:34.629-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gradschool"/><title type='text'>rboc, slaphappy edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns=&#39;http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml&#39;&gt;* We didn&#39;t have a very good class the other day, trying to talk about Thoreau and a modern response to Thoreau.  Today I&#39;m tempted to hand out the in-class assignment and say something like &quot;so this is a reading comprehension quiz on Bentham, Foucault, and the panopticon.  Everyone&#39;s done the reading, right?&quot;  Because, after all, I&#39;m trying to get them to think for themselves and as such they should say &quot;what the hell?&quot;  But I&#39;m thinking I&#39;m too tired and they&#39;re probably too tired to think it&#39;s funny.  So instead they&#39;ll be doing a worksheet on deductive reasoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* It&#39;s also observation day, so mentor prof will be sitting in the back taking notes about my every move.  The good news is that  I figured out the whole &lt;a href=&#39;http://nofancyname.blogspot.com/2006/09/observation-day.html&#39;&gt;where to stand/what to do with myself&lt;/a&gt; issue I had when I started doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* On Saturday, my study group officially lost our collective minds.  We started coming up with questions for the exam.  For instance: &quot;Discuss the case of the missing phallus in four novels from the 18th, 19th, and 20th centuries.  At least one must be American and one must be British.&quot;  We had noticed a prevalence of &quot;war wounds&quot; as we were discussing things.  Or, &quot;Several poets have written poems called &#39;The Pike&#39;/&#39;Pike&#39; or &#39;The Fish.&#39;  From memory, explicate four such poems.  Two poets must be American and at least one poet must be a woman.&quot;  You get the idea.  The scary thing is that these goofy examples aren&#39;t far from the actual questions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* By far, the funniest moment was when we were discussing poems and talking about how our, um, less-intelligent fellow students might discuss them.  [Have I told you all the &quot;7th quarto&quot; story?  Additionally, surely I&#39;ve mentioned Wordsworth&#39;s &quot;wife,&quot; Dorothy, yeah?] For instance, we were reading Philip Larkin&#39;s poem &quot;&lt;a href=&#39;http://www.cs.rice.edu/~ssiyer/minstrels/poems/502.html&#39;&gt;MCMXIV&lt;/a&gt;&quot; and we thought surely someone would ask something along the lines of &quot;Who is this McMixiv person?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you had to be there.  We were laughing so hard that the people in the study group room next to us banged on the wall to tell us to shut up.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/2739955213400592956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/2739955213400592956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofancyname.blogspot.com/2006/10/rboc-slaphappy-edition.html' title='rboc, slaphappy edition'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04138401393364371648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNkLdz209lgrh4Cr3l0PsqmcqH0R_gQ7LYTewTZVgO0B6KVbUpa736HqqyizB-fF43n8OyplyWkBKqjnECZ-GuZFqnoyjEcjq3K0rBNvTanCEWh6_S_svL3MoEcagPQQ/s220/spmesm.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6854503.post-4330113061115298</id><published>2006-10-23T11:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T05:32:30.634-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gradschool"/><title type='text'>rboc, exams edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns=&#39;http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml&#39;&gt;* Jane Dark, &lt;a href=&#39;http://evensongmartini.blogspot.com/2006/10/does-blogger-meet-up-by-phone-count-if.html&#39;&gt;real person&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Phone calls should not result in &lt;em&gt;more work&lt;/em&gt;.  In this case, we thought of a paper to write together.  Well, I said something like &quot;hey, I have this idea for a paper and I don&#39;t want to write the British lit half of it.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Phone calls to &lt;a href=&#39;http://infavorofthinking.blogspot.com&#39;&gt;other people&lt;/a&gt; should not result in a last-minute addition of a school to one&#39;s list of grad apps, especially when said school is outside the geographic bounds one has set.  The messed up thing, though, is that I couldn&#39;t tell you all if I ended up going there, since it&#39;s geographically near certain pseudonymous people.  Grrr.  Well, let&#39;s just hope I get into choice #1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Today&#39;s class sucked.  People don&#39;t read.  Whatever, though...I already knew that.  So, moving on.  Hopefully Wednesday will be better, since mentor prof will be observing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Doing administrative things and studying things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Oh yeah...also WORKING.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/4330113061115298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6854503/posts/default/4330113061115298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofancyname.blogspot.com/2006/10/rboc-exams-edition.html' title='rboc, exams edition'/><author><name>JM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04138401393364371648</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNkLdz209lgrh4Cr3l0PsqmcqH0R_gQ7LYTewTZVgO0B6KVbUpa736HqqyizB-fF43n8OyplyWkBKqjnECZ-GuZFqnoyjEcjq3K0rBNvTanCEWh6_S_svL3MoEcagPQQ/s220/spmesm.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>