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It doesn't seem like two weeks ago. It doesn't even seem real sometimes. A week ago, on March 8th, we held a lovely memorial "service", which more than 100 family, friends and colleagues attended. It meant a lot to me - to all of us - that so many people shared their memories with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd share some of our memories with anyone else who might be interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.legacy.com/insidebayarea/DeathNotices.asp?Page=LifeStory&amp;amp;PersonID=124865733"&gt;Richard Lewis Kolm Obituary&lt;/a&gt; (ANG Newspapers, March 6, 2009)&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.pkolm.com/dad/Richard%20L.%20Kolm%201935-2009.pdf"&gt;Richard Lewis Kolm Biography&lt;/a&gt; (written by mom and shared at the memorial, 23.7Mb pdf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother, Brian,  and I sorted through and scanned lots of old photos which we posted around the chapel. I turned a handful of them into a slide show. Here's the video, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jZjonv2xj98"&gt;via YouTube&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jZjonv2xj98&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jZjonv2xj98&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was originally set to "Blue Monk", which Gene suggested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bri and I also stood up and talked about our own memories of dad. Here is approximately what I said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/Sb3Wqp0LTrI/AAAAAAAACtE/Jry8GDtvj3o/s1600-h/1973-009+crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/Sb3Wqp0LTrI/AAAAAAAACtE/Jry8GDtvj3o/s200/1973-009+crop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313639163634601650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;One of the things I've been doing the past few days is sorting through more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; than 40 years worth of family photos. It's brought back so many happy memories – family trips, parties with family and friends, and the activities I did as a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There aren't as many pictures of dad as I expected, though, probably because he was usually the one holding the camera.  And when I think about dad, that's often how I remember him – with a camera or video recorder in his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/Sb3Z5KygtgI/AAAAAAAACtk/glMNgSe5aHM/s1600-h/1977-001+crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 186px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/Sb3Z5KygtgI/AAAAAAAACtk/glMNgSe5aHM/s200/1977-001+crop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313642711539037698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;And while he didn't even make it into every roll of photos, he was always there. He was supportive of all my various extracurricular activities  -  even though I'm not sure he was really that interested in swimming or ballet or soccer.  I could always count on his support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ad and I did share many interests. He was interested in science, and always encouraged me to study science myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;His stories about his college days helped me decide to attend UC Berkeley. He made sure I was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;well prepared for that too -  I'm pretty sure I was the only Freshman in my dorm who already knew the California Drinking Song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/Sb3bRKgADoI/AAAAAAAACts/sxfIRkFjzbo/s1600-h/1997-+Peggy+PhD-crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 166px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/Sb3bRKgADoI/AAAAAAAACts/sxfIRkFjzbo/s200/1997-+Peggy+PhD-crop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313644223289888386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;We also shared an interest in history and genealogy. We spent a lot of happy hours researching and compiling our family history. That's a project I plan to continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Of course in some ways we're really different. Dad liked to plan and organize, while my style is to do  things haphazardly and at the last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;But he's always been there when I needed a helping hand, sometimes even before I'd asked for any assistance.  He helped me build school projects, was with me  when I bought my first car (my only car), and he would even jump right in and do dishes when he came over for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/Sb3ZNv-qjuI/AAAAAAAACtc/hg60cwV-K_8/s1600-h/1992+nz-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/Sb3ZNv-qjuI/AAAAAAAACtc/hg60cwV-K_8/s200/1992+nz-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313641965607882466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I admire how honest and responsible he was. Just as an example: when I was in elementary school he wouldn't help me sell Girl Scout cookies in his office. That's because  he was a manager, and he didn't want to do anything t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;hat might seem like he was putting unfair pressure on the people who reported to him. I found that annoying at the time, but now I really respect that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/Sb3W_ccJupI/AAAAAAAACtM/6XeLvX2Y1lQ/s1600-h/2008+PC250083_2+crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0px 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 156px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/Sb3W_ccJupI/AAAAAAAACtM/6XeLvX2Y1lQ/s200/2008+PC250083_2+crop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313639520821426834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;And, while he was very hard working, he always made sure he had time for us and for the things he enjoyed doing, like traveling and train watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I don't recall ever hearing him being spiteful or intentionally cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I'm proud to be his daughter and I miss him very much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last line is really all I wanted to say. And I still have trouble reading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone who has been their for us over the past few weeks. And thank you for being part of dad's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Photos, top to bottom (click for larger image):&lt;br /&gt;- Me helping dad build the deck (1968)&lt;br /&gt;- Off on a family trip (1973)&lt;br /&gt;- Me and dad on a hike at Lake Tahoe (1977)&lt;br /&gt;- Getting my PhD (1997)&lt;br /&gt;- Mom and dad in New Zealand (1992)&lt;br /&gt;- Dad, me, Gene and Brian (Christmas 2008&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021524-2327980301530282897?l=thoughtsontheroad.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thoughtsontheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/3840757240740577352/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021524&amp;postID=3840757240740577352" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021524/posts/default/3840757240740577352" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021524/posts/default/3840757240740577352" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thoughtsontheroad.blogspot.com/2008/12/snow.html" title="Snow!!!" /><author><name>Peggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18360669414917755737</uri><email>Peggy.Kolm@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18050814038493561704" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/SUnRerDtU0I/AAAAAAAACjg/uwxhdELwXr4/s72-c/IMG_2764.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021524.post-3328258817430887991</id><published>2008-12-14T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T15:39:00.035-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photos" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="garden" /><title type="text">Last Crop of the Year</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/SUWXqZY256I/AAAAAAAACe4/if9yJ8H4cqo/s1600-h/IMG_2749.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 196px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/SUWXqZY256I/AAAAAAAACe4/if9yJ8H4cqo/s200/IMG_2749.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279792892787222434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a chilly rainy day yesterday, followed by almost-freezing temperatures over night, so I wasn't particularly surprised to find that all my basil plants had turned brown when I checked on the garden this afternoon. I decided it was time to harvest what was left of the peppers and tomatoes in my vegetable garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/SUWYL7GUg5I/AAAAAAAACfA/z80oPQoztP8/s1600-h/IMG_2750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 189px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/SUWYL7GUg5I/AAAAAAAACfA/z80oPQoztP8/s200/IMG_2750.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279793468771959698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The peppers will be fine, and I'll probably toss whatever we don't eat this week into the freezer anyway. The tomatoes, on the other hand, may not be particularly tasty. I'll leave them out on the counter to see if they ripen any more, but they may be as ripe as they'll get. They probably aren't any worse than the artificially ripened tomatoes that you get in the supermarket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/SUWY5APlhgI/AAAAAAAACfI/f6oRWwD8cp4/s1600-h/IMG_2754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/SUWY5APlhgI/AAAAAAAACfI/f6oRWwD8cp4/s200/IMG_2754.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279794243247113730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sugar snap peas, on the other hand, look like they are loving the nippy weather. I can hardly wait until there are enough pods to eat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021524-3328258817430887991?l=thoughtsontheroad.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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The flagship Macy's department store had an elaborate holiday display that put a sort of whiz-bang mad scientist twist to the season. But Macy's wasn't our goal, the &lt;a href="https://www.esbnyc.com/"&gt;Empire State Building &lt;/a&gt;was, and so we headed down 34th street to find the entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/ST2ZS7SN-XI/AAAAAAAACbE/kfLpcuGctQU/s1600-h/IMG_2725.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0px 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/ST2ZS7SN-XI/AAAAAAAACbE/kfLpcuGctQU/s320/IMG_2725.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277542888778889586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting up to the observation deck on the 86th floor is a bit like queuing for a ride at Disneyland. No, it doesn't have animatronic tableaux or cheesy music, but there are maze-like paths roped off to follow (fortunately pretty empty Sunday morning), and you are offered additional opportunities to spend your money seemingly at every turn. I wanted to carry a sign that said: no, I don't want buy a special map, or rent the audio tour, or watch the NYC virtual tour, or  have a photo taken in front of a green screen (with the backdrop added in later), or buy some expensive souveniers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did eventually get up to the top without emptying our wallets, and the view was spectacular.  I didn't stay outside that long, though, because the temperature was frigid - and on the south side of the building the winds were fierce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/ST2ZzJJDN5I/AAAAAAAACbk/JYi856fnS5s/s1600-h/IMG_2744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 5px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/ST2ZzJJDN5I/AAAAAAAACbk/JYi856fnS5s/s320/IMG_2744.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277543442254346130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's my "I'm very cold" face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/ST2ZypkV6AI/AAAAAAAACbc/t8iVh1l_GX4/s1600-h/IMG_2742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 5px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/ST2ZypkV6AI/AAAAAAAACbc/t8iVh1l_GX4/s320/IMG_2742.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277543433778882562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looking downtown towards the Financial District.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/ST2ZyXZKC4I/AAAAAAAACbU/NusdCaqqn40/s1600-h/IMG_2733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 5px auto; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/ST2ZyXZKC4I/AAAAAAAACbU/NusdCaqqn40/s320/IMG_2733.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277543428900129666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looking uptown towards Central Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/ST2Zxx1Z70I/AAAAAAAACbM/32AM59LppuY/s1600-h/IMG_2722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 5px auto; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/ST2Zxx1Z70I/AAAAAAAACbM/32AM59LppuY/s320/IMG_2722.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277543418818064194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Puffed-up pigeons with the Chrysler Building in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/ST2b980RKmI/AAAAAAAACbs/_FCoPEOxEwI/s1600-h/IMG_2746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 5px auto; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/ST2b980RKmI/AAAAAAAACbs/_FCoPEOxEwI/s320/IMG_2746.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277545826947770978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Did I mention it was windy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fitting end to our trip to NYC!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021524-1873941344006278090?l=thoughtsontheroad.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Fortunately the Met is open until 9pm on Saturday night, so we didn't have to race Uptown before it closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up being there for almost 3 hours, and saw only a tiny fraction of the collections. The &lt;a href="http://www.metmuseum.org/Works_of_Art/curatorial_departments"&gt;variety of works&lt;/a&gt; there is really incredible - parts of &lt;a href="http://www.metmuseum.org/Works_of_Art/medieval_art"&gt;medieval churches&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.metmuseum.org/special/se_event.asp?OccurrenceId=%7B94AE65CE-A1ED-4D05-A4B9-6178A303EA78%7D"&gt;18th-century nativity scene&lt;/a&gt;, an entire Egyptian temple, sculptures and artifacts from ancient Greece and Babylon and China, and paintings and other works of art from Europe and the US to the present day. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/ST2TCtMEafI/AAAAAAAACaE/89VOGDP0Ye4/s1600-h/IMG_2641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/ST2TCtMEafI/AAAAAAAACaE/89VOGDP0Ye4/s320/IMG_2641.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277536013047327218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could have spend days looking at it all, but focused most of our time on the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Temple_of_Dendur"&gt;Nubian temple of Dendur&lt;/a&gt;, which was given to the US by Egypt to save it from the flooding upon completion of the Aswan High Dam; and the&lt;a href="http://www.metmuseum.org/Works_of_Art/musical_instruments"&gt; musical instruments collection&lt;/a&gt;, which had thousands of years worth of musical instruments from from all around the world. In between we saw some of the &lt;a href="http://www.metmuseum.org/Works_of_Art/asian_art"&gt;Asian art&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.metmuseum.org/works_of_art/featuresExhibitions.asp?dep=10"&gt;Egyptian art&lt;/a&gt;, the&lt;a href="http://www.metmuseum.org/Works_of_Art/arms_and_armor"&gt; armor collection&lt;/a&gt;, bits of  and, shortly before the Museum closed, the &lt;a href="http://www.metmuseum.org/Works_of_Art/european_paintings"&gt;European art collection&lt;/a&gt;, including the &lt;a href="http://www.metmuseum.org/special/se_event.asp?OccurrenceId=%7B284E2626-F32E-4EFF-9E89-213AA61644B8%7D"&gt;late 19th/earthy 20th century French art - Degas, Picasso, Monet, Braque and colleagues. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was both overwhelming and exhilarating to see so much in such a short time. And in a move was obviously meant by nature to keep me in a cheerful mood , it was snowing a wee bit when we left the museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021524-4661401580845264766?l=thoughtsontheroad.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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There are covered fences all along the WTC site, with short stretch open for viewing. At the moment, there really isn't much to actually see. If I didn't know differently, I would have thought it was just a large construction site. There is a simple list of names of the "Heroes of September 11, 2001". And that's it. There is a also an artist's rendition of what the site will look &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/ST2GWjb9LCI/AAAAAAAACZc/HFk-9mwsR5s/s1600-h/IMG_2599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/ST2GWjb9LCI/AAAAAAAACZc/HFk-9mwsR5s/s320/IMG_2599.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277522060375829538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;like once construction is completed. It would have been nice to learn about what had made those  I suppose we would have learned more if we had visited the nearby museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/ST2Fwtn9L4I/AAAAAAAACZE/07_YqvXnZ8A/s1600-h/IMG_2611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/ST2Fwtn9L4I/AAAAAAAACZE/07_YqvXnZ8A/s320/IMG_2611.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277521410275487618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/ST2Lzhow48I/AAAAAAAACZk/wxfpn_fEYBE/s1600-h/IMG_2619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/ST2Lzhow48I/AAAAAAAACZk/wxfpn_fEYBE/s320/IMG_2619.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277528055667024834" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We continued on to the &lt;a href="http://www.worldfinancialcenter.com/"&gt;World Financial Center&lt;/a&gt;, a sort of shopping and business center across West Street from the World Trade Center site. There they had the winners of the annual &lt;a href="http://www.canstruction.org/index.php?option=com_comprofiler&amp;amp;task=userProfile&amp;amp;user=151&amp;amp;Itemid=44"&gt;Canstruction competition&lt;/a&gt;, in which the competitors - teams of students, architects and engineers -  make sculptures out of canned food. When the exhibit is over, the food will be donated to local food banks. The sculptures remind me a bit of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pointillism"&gt;pointillist art&lt;/a&gt;, because up close they appear as stacks of cans, while from further away you can see the design as a whole. The winner of the competition is a representation of a Giant Panda ("CANda") made from about 4500 cans of  tuna, 1000 cans of Amy's Organic Soup, and 200 bags of brown rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/ST2L0NzDxII/AAAAAAAACZs/8Cm7FDoG6qs/s1600-h/IMG_2616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/ST2L0NzDxII/AAAAAAAACZs/8Cm7FDoG6qs/s320/IMG_2616.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277528067521365122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/ST2L0RQ0xTI/AAAAAAAACZ0/VjRSwbQte_E/s1600-h/IMG_2622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/ST2L0RQ0xTI/AAAAAAAACZ0/VjRSwbQte_E/s320/IMG_2622.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277528068451517746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come .  . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021524-8441878369630262149?l=thoughtsontheroad.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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The park has kind of a stark beauty this time of year, with the largely leafless trees and browning grass. One thing I hadn't realized was the size of it. Sure I could see that it's 50 or so blocks long, but I hadn't really put that into context. We strolled for a while and only saw a fraction of it.  The sun finally came out completely and it was a brilliant day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/STryxTPI2aI/AAAAAAAACYM/HYKWuv119B0/s1600-h/IMG_2527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/STryxTPI2aI/AAAAAAAACYM/HYKWuv119B0/s320/IMG_2527.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276796842209237410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our goal was the &lt;a href="http://www.whitney.org/"&gt;Whitney Museum of American Art&lt;/a&gt;, for which we had tickets. The museum wasn't actually open yet when we arrived there, so we wandered a bit down Madison Avenue looking at the fancy shops, and decided to find a place for lunch. We settled on the &lt;a href="http://www.nydailynews.com/news/2007/10/12/2007-10-12_e_side_diner_viand_fit_for_billionaire_m.html"&gt;Viand Coffee Shop&lt;/a&gt;. I had a big piece of spinach pie (since I had been feeling a bit vegetable-deprived) and Gene had a salmon burger. It was tasty and filling after our walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then headed back to the Whitney, and spent a leisurely couple of hours browsing the collection.  The &lt;a href="http://www.whitney.org/www/calder/"&gt;Alexander Calder exhibit&lt;/a&gt; was especially interesting, with &lt;a href="http://www.whitney.org/www/calder/images.jsp"&gt;3-dimensional wire portraits&lt;/a&gt;, moving sculptures that anticipate his famous mobiles, and an entire circus-worth of performers. The circus characters were meant to be in motion, but the museum simply showed Calder's movie of them in operation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t6jwnu8Izy0&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t6jwnu8Izy0&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021524-6694476680173682228?l=thoughtsontheroad.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thoughtsontheroad.blogspot.com/feeds/6694476680173682228/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7021524&amp;postID=6694476680173682228" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021524/posts/default/6694476680173682228" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7021524/posts/default/6694476680173682228" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thoughtsontheroad.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-3-central-park-and-whitney-museum.html" title="Day 3: Central Park and Whitney Museum" /><author><name>Peggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18360669414917755737</uri><email>Peggy.Kolm@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="18050814038493561704" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/STrx5erOIyI/AAAAAAAACYE/giKGRpY20nk/s72-c/IMG_2514.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7021524.post-534976775701410356</id><published>2008-12-06T13:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:48:03.121-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photos" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="NYC08" /><title type="text">Day 2: Physics and Jazz</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/STrrpI3DMKI/AAAAAAAACXk/8JAM0zFqTpM/s1600-h/IMG_2464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0px 10px 10pt; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/STrrpI3DMKI/AAAAAAAACXk/8JAM0zFqTpM/s320/IMG_2464.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276789005403500706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thursday evening, we had tickets to a public talk by theoretical cosmologist &lt;a href="http://www.jannalevin.com/"&gt;Janna Levin&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.92y.org/92yTribeca/"&gt;92YTribeca.&lt;/a&gt; 92YTribeca has a cafe and a display of comic art on the walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.92y.org/shop/event_detail.asp?productid=T-MM5LC03"&gt;Levin's talk &lt;/a&gt;was based around the question: "&lt;a href="http://www.92y.org/shop/event_detail.asp?productid=T-MM5LC03"&gt;Is the Universe Infinite?&lt;/a&gt;", but she touched on a lot of basics of cosmology, including the Big Bang, expansion of the universe, and higher dimensions. She did a great job explaining the science in basic terms, but I honestly still have a hard time wrapping my mind around the idea that there is nothing - no space, nothing - outside our universe (not to mention 10-dimensional space). Her last slide showing a mushrooming of different universes off of a big blob of space-time was both weird and wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/STruJUao7lI/AAAAAAAACXs/L1KmQpOKsT0/s1600-h/IMG_2469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/STruJUao7lI/AAAAAAAACXs/L1KmQpOKsT0/s320/IMG_2469.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276791757284634194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the lecture, we decided to get some dinner, so we headed to Greenwich Village near a place with live music Gene had read about. We ended up eating in a cafe/diner-type place, which was tasty, but not particularly exciting. The bar turned out to be too crowded to sit down in, so we decided to move on. We had seen a sign near our hotel for &lt;a href="http://www.amalia-nyc.com/"&gt;a place with live mid-week jazz&lt;/a&gt;, with no cover or minimum drink purchase, so we headed there. The jazz trio was OK, and the cocktails were $16, so we sipped ours slowly while listening to the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/STrvTI5mGgI/AAAAAAAACX0/uKfJHtD79CE/s1600-h/IMG_2478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/STrvTI5mGgI/AAAAAAAACX0/uKfJHtD79CE/s320/IMG_2478.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276793025503566338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the set was over, we decided to head over to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Time_Warner_Center"&gt;Time-Warner Center&lt;/a&gt; at Columbus Circle. In the atrium there is a pretty holiday display, with lighted "stars" that change color in time to the music playing over the PA system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our goal was &lt;a href="http://www.jazzatlincolncenter.org/dccc/index.asp"&gt;Dizzy's Club Coca Cola&lt;/a&gt;, which, despite it's horribly corporate sounding name, is a nice club associated with Jazz at Lincoln Center. After hours the &lt;a href="http://www.steinbrothersjazz.com/html/slideshow.php"&gt;Stein Brothers Quintet&lt;/a&gt; play for a minimal cover charge. They were excellent, and it was a nice way to end the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/STrwHIjMn4I/AAAAAAAACX8/XYa6yi9T8cQ/s1600-h/IMG_2491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/STrwHIjMn4I/AAAAAAAACX8/XYa6yi9T8cQ/s320/IMG_2491.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276793918762819458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thus ended Day 2 of our trip to NYC.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021524-534976775701410356?l=thoughtsontheroad.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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It felt exhilarating - not just being out in the fresh air, but there being so many people walking down the street just after 9pm on a Wednesday night. It did seem a bit strange that there were so many cops standing around. And the fact that there were barriers up in front of St. Patrick's Cathedral seemed a bit odd - maybe there had been a protest? Of course if we had read a newspaper or turned on the TV before dinner we might have had a clue: they had &lt;a href="http://manhattan.about.com/od/eventsandattractions/a/treelighting.htm"&gt;just lit the Christmas tree in front of Rockefeller Center&lt;/a&gt;. When we arrived, there were still big crowds on both sides of the street, so we joined them ogling the pretty lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/STk_Kjp7zwI/AAAAAAAACUs/DdKFZ-7NHpA/s1600-h/IMG_2307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/STk_Kjp7zwI/AAAAAAAACUs/DdKFZ-7NHpA/s320/IMG_2307.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276317889043615490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also enjoyed looking at the Christmas window displays. Of course all of the jewelry stores had removed their wares from the windows, but the department store windows were all decorated. The windows at Saks, which is across from Rockefeller Center, told the story of Mike the Snowflake, who dreamed big and became a big success by believing in himself - very uplifting. There were also hippies and dinosaurs, which apparently embody the spirit of the season. Or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/STlAUtispVI/AAAAAAAACU8/MZ2hXAecHLU/s1600-h/IMG_2298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/STlAUtispVI/AAAAAAAACU8/MZ2hXAecHLU/s320/IMG_2298.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276319163007935826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/STlAUIeRuFI/AAAAAAAACU0/NQ0E8zk9rjk/s1600-h/IMG_2311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/STlAUIeRuFI/AAAAAAAACU0/NQ0E8zk9rjk/s320/IMG_2311.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276319153057282130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/STlAU89n6qI/AAAAAAAACVE/FRNfAcZ2Xhg/s1600-h/IMG_2314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/STlAU89n6qI/AAAAAAAACVE/FRNfAcZ2Xhg/s320/IMG_2314.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276319167147403938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More to come . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021524-109390831214620365?l=thoughtsontheroad.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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The grand prize was a trip to New York City, with museum tickets, meals and meeting science bloggers thrown in. So here I am in Manhattan, having a ball, and taking lots of photos. I'll be posting a few over the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 - yesterday - was mostly taken up by travel from SoCal to New York. There were no significant delays, and, beyond the general annoyances of cross-country travel the trip was uneventful. United Airlines seems to be nickel-and-diming us travelers, charging $15 for a checked back, skipping free in-flight food (not even peanuts) and upselling at every chance (I had to click through 2 upsell screens to print out my boarding pass, for example). Anyway, we landed safe and sound at La Guardia and caught a cab to drive us to our hotel. The trip was supposed to be 8 miles, so I figured about 20 minutes or so. Those of you familiar with New York City rush hour traffic are probably cracking up at that idea. I think the last mile alone took 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we arrived at our hotel, the &lt;a href="http://www.nychotels.com/"&gt;Moderne&lt;/a&gt;, which is conveniently located in Midtown Manhattan. It's got a modern-a-la-the-1960s with boldly painted walls and pop art decor. Our room isn't huge, but it's got what we need - a bed, a desk, WiFi internet access and a TV.  And I was excited to find a big basket of swag from Seed Media and the &lt;a href="http://scienceblogs.com/"&gt;scienceblogs.com&lt;/a&gt; science bloggers. Very very cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all the science bloggers for selecting such great stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Being the Change" T-shirt (which I'm modeling in the photo) from &lt;a href="http://scienceblogs.com/sciencewoman/"&gt;ScienceWoman and Alice Pawley of Sciencewomen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"zuska says: Don't make me puke on your shoes" T-shirt from &lt;a href="http://scienceblogs.com/thusspakezuska/"&gt;Zuska of Thus Spake Zuska&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Science commons" T-shirt from &lt;a href="http://scienceblogs.com/commonknowledge/"&gt;John Wilbanks of Common Knowledge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"A Blog Around the Clock" clock from &lt;a href="http://scienceblogs.com/clock/"&gt;Bora Zivkovic of A Blog Around the Clock&lt;/a&gt;. He also &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/SThedudTvaI/AAAAAAAACTc/fT51OBGT3wg/s1600-h/IMG_2274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/SThedudTvaI/AAAAAAAACTc/fT51OBGT3wg/s400/IMG_2274.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276070828244712866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sent copies of the 2006 and 2007 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Open Laboratory&lt;/span&gt; blog science writing anthologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A mug with molecular structure designs from Sandra Porter of &lt;a href="http://scienceblogs.com/digitalbio/"&gt;Discovering Biology in a Digital World&lt;/a&gt;. There are a several magnets with molecular structures, which I suspect are from Sandra too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Astronomy: A Beginners Guide to the Universe &lt;/span&gt;from &lt;a href="http://scienceblogs.com/catdynamics/"&gt;Steinn Sigurdsson of Dynamics of Cats&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A signed copy of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The History of Psychology&lt;/span&gt; from Greta Munger of &lt;a href="http://scienceblogs.com/cognitivedaily/"&gt;Cognitive Daily&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Worlds of Their Own: A Brief History of Misguided Ideas: Creationism, Flat-Earthism, Engergy Scams and the Velikovsky Affair&lt;/span&gt;;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Evolution Vs. Creationism&lt;/span&gt; and a "Honk if You Understand Punctuated Equilibria" bumper sticker from &lt;a href="http://scienceblogs.com/tfk/"&gt;Josh Rosenau of Thoughts from Kansas&lt;/a&gt; and the NCSE.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Long Ships&lt;/span&gt; by Frans G. Bengtsson from &lt;a href="http://scienceblogs.com/aardvarchaeology/"&gt;Martin Rundkvist of Aardvarchaeology.&lt;/a&gt; The note says it's "The best novel written in the Swedish language". &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://scienceblogs.com/drugmonkey/"&gt;Drug Monkey&lt;/a&gt; sent me a CafePress gift certificate so I could order a DrugMonkey mug. Extra awesome because I don't have to carry it home in my luggage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/SThfCXKTpoI/AAAAAAAACT0/qCexYEYqtdA/s1600-h/IMG_2280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DiO0m7pXyjA/SThfCXKTpoI/AAAAAAAACT0/qCexYEYqtdA/s400/IMG_2280.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276071457646159490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If I missed anybody, I apologize! Also, most of these items can be purchased through Amazon.com or Cafe Press - once I have more time I'll link them up, in case you are looking for a nice geeky gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also some nice ScienceBlogs.com and Seed Media stuff, including a tote bag which it turned out I desperately needed because my purse I brought along is much too small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And a big shout out to Seed Media's Erin Johnson who made all the travel arrangements, and met us at the hotel. Great job!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7021524-7654426816915986504?l=thoughtsontheroad.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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