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The first two laws of thermodynamics address the constant amount of energy available in the universe, or, otherwise stated, the amount of energy in a closed system.  The First law of thermodynamics states that energy</atom:summary><link>http://spokeschicken.blogspot.com/2011/08/short-treatise-on-thermodynamics.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (spokeschicken)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220349.post-5440437380914555509</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Feb 2011 16:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-21T12:22:24.952-05:00</atom:updated><title>Valentine's Day</title><atom:summary>Dan and I had the strangest experience the other day.  For Valentine's Day, we have a tradition of going to the Bombay Club Indian restaurant for their Valentine's Day extravaganza where they do a once-a-year gala  and pull out all the stops -- a tremendously indulgent experience that we look forward to every year.  Last year, we enjoyed their new digs in the South End, even if we missed the </atom:summary><link>http://spokeschicken.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentines-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (spokeschicken)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220349.post-4543209212557887224</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Dec 2010 15:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-27T10:45:18.680-05:00</atom:updated><title>Christmas 2010</title><atom:summary>Christmas this year was a whirlwind as usual, but it carried the blessings of tradition and ritual to buffer to the blow of what could otherwise be crazy.  The last few years, Dan and I have had Christmas Eve with my mother's family, Christmas morning with his mother's family, Christmas night with my father's family, and the day after Christmas with Dan's father's family.  It sounds a little </atom:summary><link>http://spokeschicken.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-2010.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (spokeschicken)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220349.post-7852297632784709895</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Sep 2010 21:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-30T09:31:33.378-04:00</atom:updated><title>Are you eating your veggies?</title><atom:summary>Told to Eat Its Vegetables, America Orders  FriesCourtesy of the New York Times, this quick little article looks at why even America's health care professionals aren't eating their veggies.  We're issued the tall order of eating 4 and a half cups (considered 9 servings) of fruits and vegetables a day, I'm not sure that even my veggie-lovin' self eats that much.On that note, I'm sure that you all </atom:summary><link>http://spokeschicken.blogspot.com/2010/09/are-you-eating-your-veggies.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (spokeschicken)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220349.post-3964003274977081886</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Sep 2010 12:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-10T09:54:06.343-04:00</atom:updated><title>Alarmist-Titled Article with Good Information Nonetheless</title><atom:summary>Courtesy of WebMD6 Best Foods You're Not  Eating</atom:summary><link>http://spokeschicken.blogspot.com/2010/09/alarmist-titled-article-with-good.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (spokeschicken)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220349.post-5778189146372108854</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Aug 2010 13:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-22T10:16:11.123-04:00</atom:updated><title>Home Improvement</title><atom:summary>Dan and I are not big home improvement people.  Sure, we like to get things settled, and we're not made out of money, so that has taken the form of us doing things ourselves.  It's not hard; it's just time-consuming and exhausting.  We tend to stay away from exhausting, time-consuming things that aren't inherently pleasurable.  That having been said, we have a mouse problem.  After multiple </atom:summary><link>http://spokeschicken.blogspot.com/2010/08/home-improvement.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (spokeschicken)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220349.post-1862722799112156985</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Aug 2010 20:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-19T16:08:55.757-04:00</atom:updated><title>Courtesy of the New York Times...a fun article about having less and enjoying life more.</title><atom:summary>But Will It Make You Happy?She had so much.A two-bedroom apartment. Two cars. Enough wedding china to serve two dozen  people.  Yet Tammy Strobel wasn’t happy. Working as a project manager with an  investment management firm in Davis, Calif., and making about $40,000 a year,  she was, as she put it, caught in the “work-spend treadmill.”  So one day she stepped off.Inspired by books and blog </atom:summary><link>http://spokeschicken.blogspot.com/2010/08/courtesy-of-new-york-timesa-fun-article.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (spokeschicken)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220349.post-6738222241245051428</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Aug 2010 17:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-12T12:24:20.785-04:00</atom:updated><title>Making Good Use of the Outdoors</title><atom:summary>daN and I spent a good bit of time this weekend outside.  When I got home from work on Friday night, I did yoga on the grass in the breezy sunshine, which was a fabulously grounding way to start the weekend.  The next day, we went for a good long walk around Jamaica Pond and enjoyed the flowing water, the wind, and even some young baby duckies.  That night, we enjoyed a picnic dinner on Boston </atom:summary><link>http://spokeschicken.blogspot.com/2010/08/making-good-use-of-outdoors.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (spokeschicken)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220349.post-3125470984314171455</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Aug 2010 19:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-07T15:33:58.841-04:00</atom:updated><title>I love yoga in the sunshine.</title><atom:summary>I love doing yoga in the sunshine on the grass.  Something about it brings me a real sense of peace that I'm hard-pressed to find somewhere else.  When I am doing yoga in the sunshine on the grass, that's the only thing I'm thinking about.  It's important to have stuff like that in one's life.</atom:summary><link>http://spokeschicken.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-love-yoga-in-sunshine.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (spokeschicken)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220349.post-2187339003730068789</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Jul 2010 22:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-17T18:16:52.854-04:00</atom:updated><title /><atom:summary>Thoughts from the Yoga Block on a Lazy Saturday AfternoonRegardless as to the fact that I might be feeling somewhat professionally bored, and regardless as to the fact that I sprained my cheek muscles two weeks before the wedding and suffered a knee injury four days after our wedding  and cut our trip to Monhegan short (read: opportunity for physical therapy to prevent a tired tendon from getting</atom:summary><link>http://spokeschicken.blogspot.com/2010/07/thoughts-from-yoga-block-on-lazy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (spokeschicken)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220349.post-1891051897822129469</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Dec 2009 23:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-04T21:26:16.245-05:00</atom:updated><title /><atom:summary>On Humility and Gratitude.  In the age of immediate gratification, it's easy to forget to slow down.  I am battling this trend by writing in my blog again after several months rather than just tossing an update on my facebook page.  Of course, the irony of this is that many of you will see this because of facebook, but that's just distribution.  My mother had a medical emergency about 7 weeks ago</atom:summary><link>http://spokeschicken.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-is-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (spokeschicken)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220349.post-3320579353609747267</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Oct 2009 20:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-01T16:16:00.957-04:00</atom:updated><title /><atom:summary>Coming Out in Middle SchoolAn interesting, indepth article about coming out from the New York Times.</atom:summary><link>http://spokeschicken.blogspot.com/2009/10/coming-out-in-middle-school-interesting.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (spokeschicken)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220349.post-6195421279817864884</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2009 13:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-24T09:36:45.368-04:00</atom:updated><title /><atom:summary>There Will Be BloodDan and I finally watched the movie that has been sitting next to our television at the top of our Netflix cue for about two months: There Will Be Blood. I will say this: they accomplished what they were going for.  Watching someone deteriorate -- or watching someone confirm all your suspicions about his unsavory nature -- is uncomfortable.  The filmmakers did a wonderful job, </atom:summary><link>http://spokeschicken.blogspot.com/2009/08/there-will-be-blood-dan-and-i-finally.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (spokeschicken)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220349.post-6795085119180050088</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Aug 2009 13:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-21T09:58:51.073-04:00</atom:updated><title /><atom:summary>PLANTS vs. ZOMBIESHave I mentioned how much I love this game?  I have played it through twice -- once on my computer and once on Dan's -- and I still can't get enough of it.  I have fun experimenting with different strategies, playing around with the effects of emphasizing specific plants, etc.  Zombie bowling continues to get harder and harder as the game advances.This is the first computer game</atom:summary><link>http://spokeschicken.blogspot.com/2009/08/plants-vs.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (spokeschicken)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220349.post-8147333539110209742</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Aug 2009 16:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-19T12:28:11.096-04:00</atom:updated><title /><atom:summary>Singing BeachI went to Singing Beach in Manchester-by-the-Sea yesterday, and it was wonderful.  It was the first time I'd taken a vacation day to go to the beach, and you can bet your ass I'll do it again.  With a M-F 9-5 job, it's hard to get to the beach when it isn't crowded on the weekends, and I don't go for crowded beaches. Yesterday, I found the quiet end of the beach and set up camp.  I </atom:summary><link>http://spokeschicken.blogspot.com/2009/08/singing-beach-i-went-to-singing-beach.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (spokeschicken)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220349.post-4413438424943152154</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 Jul 2009 20:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-29T16:14:21.293-04:00</atom:updated><title /><atom:summary>How the Health Care Mess Affects Entrepreneurshipby Scott A. Shanes, Courtesy of the New York TimesThis article corroborates some of my beliefs that health care is not just specifically only a human rights issue: it's a socioeconomic justice issue.  I have never found it fair that larger companies with stronger bargaining power get lower premiums than smaller companies and individuals.  </atom:summary><link>http://spokeschicken.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-health-care-mess-affects.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (spokeschicken)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220349.post-5995364449138921654</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Jul 2009 13:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-21T10:08:44.164-04:00</atom:updated><title /><atom:summary>Growing My Hair Out, Getting a Red Dress, and the South End Open MarketReady for a change.  That is what it comes down to.  I think I'll keep the bangs, but I see myself growing this out for as long as I can stand it.  I am sort of liking having it a bit longer, and I miss being able to pull it back.  We'll see.  The fact is that since adolescence, I have never gone longer than a couple of years </atom:summary><link>http://spokeschicken.blogspot.com/2009/07/growing-my-hair-out-getting-red-dress.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (spokeschicken)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220349.post-8749988994217687226</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Jul 2009 17:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-14T13:58:06.621-04:00</atom:updated><title /><atom:summary>Summer, FINALLY!Can I tell you how happy I am that the sun is finally shining?  I was getting seriously depressed there.  I'm starting to suspect that I have a slight case of Seasonal Affective Disorder, since when the sun disappears for a long time, it has serious consequences for my mood, my willingness to do things, my ability to handle human noise, etc.  The sun came out and everything </atom:summary><link>http://spokeschicken.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-finally-can-i-tell-you-how-happy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (spokeschicken)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220349.post-6225182926176154246</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Jun 2009 16:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-18T12:09:16.235-04:00</atom:updated><title /><atom:summary>XKCD</atom:summary><link>http://spokeschicken.blogspot.com/2009/06/xkcd-httpimgs.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (spokeschicken)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220349.post-5536396878600098667</guid><pubDate>Tue, 09 Jun 2009 13:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-09T09:41:51.347-04:00</atom:updated><title /><atom:summary>Oops, it's sorta been a while, huh?  And  Extended Rapid Transit Service in Boston!Well, all I can say for myself is that I was thrilled not to be near a computer again for a while after my first semester ended.  Seriously.  That and the fact that I am basically a Facebook whore.  I do all my updates there nowadays.  There must be some way to link Facebook updates to blog updates.  I'll have to </atom:summary><link>http://spokeschicken.blogspot.com/2009/06/oops-its-sorta-been-while-huh-and.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (spokeschicken)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220349.post-4783368265743123247</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Apr 2009 02:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-23T22:28:29.386-04:00</atom:updated><title /><atom:summary>This music is like crack for my soul. The music to Google's April Fool's joke this year is like crack for my soul.  I love this music so much and I was sad when it was no longer available because google took the links down for it.  Well, I found it through a German site on April fool's jokes.  I have it bookmarked now, fuckers!CADIE is an Artificial Intelligence portion of the imaginary Google </atom:summary><link>http://spokeschicken.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-music-is-like-crack-for-my-soul.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (spokeschicken)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220349.post-4167027955699976768</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 Apr 2009 14:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-04T10:17:29.403-04:00</atom:updated><title /><atom:summary>Done with Winter Session 2009!I emerge victorious from my first semester back in school.  All in all, I am impressed with the program at Northeastern so far.  The professors enforced academic rigor.  It was a lot of work, and we were held to high standards, and I'm so glad about that.  Here's the thing: it always bugs me when people complain about their grad classes being a lot of work.  It's </atom:summary><link>http://spokeschicken.blogspot.com/2009/04/done-with-winter-session-2009-i-emerge.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (spokeschicken)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220349.post-1501113187542208847</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Feb 2009 22:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-18T17:31:23.278-05:00</atom:updated><title /><atom:summary>Back From Costa Rica!I did my best to incorporate the stories with photos, so here is the link:  Lindsay's Costa Rica Trip</atom:summary><link>http://spokeschicken.blogspot.com/2009/02/back-from-costa-rica-i-did-my-best-to.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (spokeschicken)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220349.post-5530628873460906147</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Feb 2009 15:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-06T10:28:09.611-05:00</atom:updated><title>xkcd.com, Thank you.</title><atom:summary /><link>http://spokeschicken.blogspot.com/2009/02/httpimgs.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (spokeschicken)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220349.post-482668961922201053</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Feb 2009 15:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-01T10:17:11.387-05:00</atom:updated><title /><atom:summary>Happy February.Can you fucking believe it's already February of 2009?  I feel like the new year snuck up on me and is skating circles around me.For updates about my mindset, see the "current obsessions" area that I just updated with a couple more goodies about myself.  I am in school now, and it's been a good experience, aside from the administrative bullshit (pardon my expression, but that's </atom:summary><link>http://spokeschicken.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-february.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (spokeschicken)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>

