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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/U0N7lNN-yR_4xwsfkoM-W5Q2cys/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/U0N7lNN-yR_4xwsfkoM-W5Q2cys/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~4/4cH40ayx54k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://eugland.blogspot.com/2010/07/chef.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEAHRnwzeyp7ImA9WxFaGE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074179.post-7658694173873272629</id><published>2010-07-22T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T11:18:57.283-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-22T11:18:57.283-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photography" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="writing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="subways" /><title>Writing on the train</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eugland.blogspot.com/feeds/7658694173873272629/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5074179&amp;postID=7658694173873272629&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/7658694173873272629?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/7658694173873272629?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~3/cm2_xP2Jdlw/writing-on-train.html" title="Writing on the train" /><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746879865518968962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Time: 2:04 pmLocation: downtown bound BWeather: humidMood: headacheMan. I have a headache. I'm pretty sure that when a head hurts bad enough, it becomes a mood. I saw these guys writing on the train today. I used to write on the train all the time. Not so much lately.  I've been a little unproductive. This has been the longest stretch of non-writing I can recall. I actually have a mild jangle of 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0jPT5pgv5sYPUbN8wOKrpUGm_Fk/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/0jPT5pgv5sYPUbN8wOKrpUGm_Fk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~4/cm2_xP2Jdlw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://eugland.blogspot.com/2010/07/writing-on-train.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEEBQ305cSp7ImA9WxFaGE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074179.post-7158601686761218229</id><published>2010-07-21T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T11:17:32.329-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-22T11:17:32.329-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photography" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="subways" /><title>Back on the Subway</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eugland.blogspot.com/feeds/7158601686761218229/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5074179&amp;postID=7158601686761218229&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/7158601686761218229?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/7158601686761218229?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~3/Qvx_w8ATwWM/back-on-subway.html" title="Back on the Subway" /><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746879865518968962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Time: 9:47pmLocation: downtown bound D. Second to last carWeather: humidMood: bit sleepyWell, I'm sorta back. Figured I might as well continue throwing up pictures of strangers and talking about them. I really like the color of this. Also, the d train was supposed to be running local tonight. But it doesn't seem like they are. Bastards. I kind of hate the MTA.Location:E 61st St,New York,United 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_3A4-VHFdo2ySmMq-JoO1j8358M/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_3A4-VHFdo2ySmMq-JoO1j8358M/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~4/xMY5K_C1GEM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://eugland.blogspot.com/2009/12/adventures-in-post-office.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUNQH87eip7ImA9WxNaF0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074179.post-4371216932113352200</id><published>2009-12-02T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T06:31:31.102-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-02T06:31:31.102-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photography" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="brain glimpse" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="writing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="subways" /><title>The Stories Of Their Lives</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eugland.blogspot.com/feeds/4371216932113352200/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5074179&amp;postID=4371216932113352200&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/4371216932113352200?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/4371216932113352200?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~3/kxuxMody8iE/stories-of-their-lives.html" title="The Stories Of Their Lives" /><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746879865518968962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Time: 9 and change AMLocation: uptown A trainWeather: cold but clear Mood: discombobulatedI hope I'm not the only one who does this, watching and analyzing the people around me, my brain makes up their stories, regardless of my desire. My classmate James was keen on saying that humans will overlay meaning on random events, that we had no real choice in the matter. We try and make stories. It 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BVxDwtY2-uTKtAKPxUaeIZFNkb4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BVxDwtY2-uTKtAKPxUaeIZFNkb4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~4/kxuxMody8iE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://eugland.blogspot.com/2009/12/stories-of-their-lives.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0cNQHw9fCp7ImA9WxNbF04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074179.post-6597200780674618571</id><published>2009-11-19T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T07:31:31.264-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-20T07:31:31.264-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jart" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photography" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="subways" /><title>Frustration Station</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eugland.blogspot.com/feeds/6597200780674618571/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5074179&amp;postID=6597200780674618571&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/6597200780674618571?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/6597200780674618571?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~3/ni9rbArkXYE/frustration-station.html" title="Frustration Station" /><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746879865518968962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Time: 1034Location: A train to Bed StuyWeather: rainy. Cold  Mood: frustratedOkay, so, tonight was a rough one in some respects. So, some of you may know that I recently accepted a full time job with a theatre in Northern Manhattan (read Harlem), and while I was very excited, the commute is getting me down. An hour, or more, each way. The biggest issue has been waiting for the train. At times, 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zeJ3UsqJwcGbgf_rkfu9UYN7Zr4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zeJ3UsqJwcGbgf_rkfu9UYN7Zr4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~4/ni9rbArkXYE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://eugland.blogspot.com/2009/11/frustration-station.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0MGR3s7eip7ImA9WxNbFkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074179.post-6746115742462059641</id><published>2009-11-19T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T09:23:46.502-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-19T09:23:46.502-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photography" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="events" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="subways" /><title>NYC Horror Fest Par-Tay of Horror!</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eugland.blogspot.com/feeds/6746115742462059641/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5074179&amp;postID=6746115742462059641&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/6746115742462059641?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/6746115742462059641?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~3/EkX2xmiATTs/nyc-horror-fest-par-tay-of-horror.html" title="NYC Horror Fest Par-Tay of Horror!" /><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746879865518968962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Time: 1125Location: the F train. En route to ManhattanWeather: cold and wet, but muggy undergroundMood: cranky with gusts of blehLast night was the opening night party for the New York City Horror Film Festival. I attended the event, and I had a pretty good time. I met some really interesting people from all walks of life, including David Cross who is looking very beardy these days, and if the 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/nRx7qo4hXBs7dVEk5aMXJI_aVLc/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/nRx7qo4hXBs7dVEk5aMXJI_aVLc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~4/EkX2xmiATTs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://eugland.blogspot.com/2009/11/nyc-horror-fest-par-tay-of-horror.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUASHc6fCp7ImA9WxNbFUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074179.post-7299074154852806121</id><published>2009-11-18T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T17:30:49.914-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-18T17:30:49.914-08:00</app:edited><title /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eugland.blogspot.com/feeds/7299074154852806121/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5074179&amp;postID=7299074154852806121&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/7299074154852806121?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/7299074154852806121?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~3/PCeJpar1Sl0/time-825-location-bowery-weather-cold.html" title="" /><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746879865518968962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">Time: 825Location: the BoweryWeather: cold and overcast Mood: mildly boredForgive the shoddy photo, but the iPhone is not built for low light situations. This, dear reader, is the long line outside the Ultra Lounge in the Bowery where the opening night party is supposed to be. However, it seems that things are off to a bit of a slow start, and so we are waiting outside and schmoozing in the cold.
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ICum2Z1etzIPo8hMAGx36lOdPWg/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ICum2Z1etzIPo8hMAGx36lOdPWg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~4/PCeJpar1Sl0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://eugland.blogspot.com/2009/11/time-825-location-bowery-weather-cold.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0AEQn0-cSp7ImA9WxNbFUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074179.post-7633394221668170264</id><published>2009-11-18T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T16:48:23.359-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-18T16:48:23.359-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jart" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photography" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="subways" /><title>A Progression of Love</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eugland.blogspot.com/feeds/7633394221668170264/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5074179&amp;postID=7633394221668170264&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/7633394221668170264?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/7633394221668170264?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~3/5rIwIFHeKaY/progression-of-love.html" title="A Progression of Love" /><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746879865518968962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">7:40On the J:Your thoughts?
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Q_LLD8oyPO-f47yH91dj9mlG7W4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Q_LLD8oyPO-f47yH91dj9mlG7W4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~4/KqkgRmPMsaQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://eugland.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-update.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0MMQHkzfSp7ImA9WxNbFU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074179.post-2511928496295454672</id><published>2009-11-16T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T17:58:01.785-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-17T17:58:01.785-08:00</app:edited><title>Building Up</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eugland.blogspot.com/feeds/2511928496295454672/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5074179&amp;postID=2511928496295454672&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/2511928496295454672?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/2511928496295454672?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~3/UBDvbru70uY/building-up.html" title="Building Up" /><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746879865518968962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Boy howdy, I seem to spend a lot of my time on trains these days; though would imagine that's the lot of the New Yorker. Or Londoner. Or, you get the idea. Today, I'm going to talk a little about writing. Sometimes, the easiest way to begin writing something is to, as I call it, "Build it Up". This refers to a process of ever increasing blips of information. This is going to be a little hard to 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zcB3K8aIi5x2-PWA-V2spuZUlYk/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zcB3K8aIi5x2-PWA-V2spuZUlYk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~4/UBDvbru70uY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://eugland.blogspot.com/2009/11/building-up.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEYNRn8ycCp7ImA9WxNbE0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074179.post-2356138436829170908</id><published>2009-11-16T04:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T04:56:37.198-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-16T04:56:37.198-08:00</app:edited><title>Camera Questions</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eugland.blogspot.com/feeds/2356138436829170908/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5074179&amp;postID=2356138436829170908&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/2356138436829170908?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/2356138436829170908?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~3/pDFvsH8RF3k/camera-questions.html" title="Camera Questions" /><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746879865518968962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">For a hot second, I enjoyed the sent from my iPhone tagged onto the bottom of each post, but I don't anymore. So, goin to take it off. No need to advertise for Apple until they start paying me.To continue this iPhone chatter, the camera seems to have developed a strange little quirk in which it adds a healthy glow to light sources in frame.I'm not sure why it is. I think it has been part of the 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vOtoNqATE1tqiDtrherPkr3ci9g/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vOtoNqATE1tqiDtrherPkr3ci9g/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~4/pDFvsH8RF3k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://eugland.blogspot.com/2009/11/camera-questions.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak4FRXk7fSp7ImA9WxNbE04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074179.post-406856178731005395</id><published>2009-11-15T18:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T18:35:14.705-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-15T18:35:14.705-08:00</app:edited><title>Evil evil hipster</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eugland.blogspot.com/feeds/406856178731005395/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5074179&amp;postID=406856178731005395&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/406856178731005395?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/406856178731005395?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~3/M7fAixNSxYI/evil-evil-hipster.html" title="Evil evil hipster" /><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746879865518968962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">It might be a little hard to see in the picture, but this hipster tart seems to have slaughtered a muppet in order to have her swanky green jacket. I have half a mind to organize a PETM protest, and tosses buckets of foam all over her. Color picture below.  - from my iPhone 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mtYN4fIm9v4x4NcDrZjNO9OUIXQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/mtYN4fIm9v4x4NcDrZjNO9OUIXQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~4/M7fAixNSxYI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://eugland.blogspot.com/2009/11/evil-evil-hipster.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkQNR3g7cCp7ImA9WxNbEko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074179.post-2285495496205151598</id><published>2009-11-14T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T23:33:16.608-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-14T23:33:16.608-08:00</app:edited><title>An update</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eugland.blogspot.com/feeds/2285495496205151598/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5074179&amp;postID=2285495496205151598&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/2285495496205151598?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/2285495496205151598?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~3/7Z8NpiYhvKI/update.html" title="An update" /><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746879865518968962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">So, some cool news: I'm working on a new project that really excites me, a graphic novel. As I get deeper into the process, I will release more details about it, but for the moment, it's safer to say it is a growing project if which I am a co-creator. It's a noir/detective story set in a post-steampunk gilded age New York City, and explores some interesting themes of society and villainy.The 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9YmDHODRh6PGQsvkPk36ZdQTRWY/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9YmDHODRh6PGQsvkPk36ZdQTRWY/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9YmDHODRh6PGQsvkPk36ZdQTRWY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9YmDHODRh6PGQsvkPk36ZdQTRWY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~4/7Z8NpiYhvKI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://eugland.blogspot.com/2009/11/update.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0AASX44cSp7ImA9WxNVF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074179.post-7160696376823448355</id><published>2009-10-28T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T16:15:48.039-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-28T16:15:48.039-07:00</app:edited><title>Mediums</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eugland.blogspot.com/feeds/7160696376823448355/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5074179&amp;postID=7160696376823448355&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/7160696376823448355?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/7160696376823448355?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~3/7T8zeGI-Og0/mediums.html" title="Mediums" /><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746879865518968962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">I'm not a medium. I don't speak to the dead, and if you ever meet me,  you'll notice that there isn't a last time I wore a medium. Right now,  I'm sitting in this awesome diner with a shirt on that fits loose  around the waist and stomach but tight around the chest. What cut of  shirt is this? Who is this supposed to fit well? Chicken men? What is  a chicken man? That makes no sense. I'm 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/fY3tWzD-TP3vKW-T_nj8XUMBL0M/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/fY3tWzD-TP3vKW-T_nj8XUMBL0M/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/fY3tWzD-TP3vKW-T_nj8XUMBL0M/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/fY3tWzD-TP3vKW-T_nj8XUMBL0M/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~4/7T8zeGI-Og0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://eugland.blogspot.com/2009/10/mediums.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUcFQHsyfSp7ImA9WxNVEU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074179.post-7664323555381127881</id><published>2009-10-21T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T06:50:11.595-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-21T06:50:11.595-07:00</app:edited><title>News and ideas</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eugland.blogspot.com/feeds/7664323555381127881/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5074179&amp;postID=7664323555381127881&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/7664323555381127881?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/7664323555381127881?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~3/aDo2Sv6gC6w/news-and-ideas.html" title="News and ideas" /><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746879865518968962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Sometimes people ask me where I gen my ideas. I'm sure, if you're a  creative person, you have been asked it too. I never really know how  to answer, and I'm not going to try to now.What I am more interested in talking about is this news story I read  this morning. There's this girl in Virginia who has gone missing after  goin to a Metallica concert on Saturday night. She's a twenty year old  
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9KKW5cWLt46uBWD6SeYDFW0dUnI/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9KKW5cWLt46uBWD6SeYDFW0dUnI/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9KKW5cWLt46uBWD6SeYDFW0dUnI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9KKW5cWLt46uBWD6SeYDFW0dUnI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~4/aDo2Sv6gC6w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://eugland.blogspot.com/2009/10/news-and-ideas.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0ACQ3w7eip7ImA9WxNVEU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074179.post-6736917113617561646</id><published>2009-10-21T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T06:29:22.202-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-21T06:29:22.202-07:00</app:edited><title>Project rundown part one</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eugland.blogspot.com/feeds/6736917113617561646/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5074179&amp;postID=6736917113617561646&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/6736917113617561646?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/6736917113617561646?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~3/zM1U3tzMKaY/project-rundown-part-one.html" title="Project rundown part one" /><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746879865518968962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Okay, so, the first thing on my creative plate is to write the book to  a musical. This is a collaboration with a man I haven't worked with  before, but I'm excited about the project. Basically, it's a piece  that can be performed in any bar willing to accomodate it, it happens  in real time, is adjudicated by a storyteller/narrator, and has a  choose your own adventure sensability to it, 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vn9GKTN5uivV2Or5vBG3pgauj1E/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vn9GKTN5uivV2Or5vBG3pgauj1E/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vn9GKTN5uivV2Or5vBG3pgauj1E/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vn9GKTN5uivV2Or5vBG3pgauj1E/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~4/zM1U3tzMKaY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://eugland.blogspot.com/2009/10/project-rundown-part-one.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkIEQHs9eip7ImA9WxNWGUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074179.post-6094137752040833528</id><published>2009-10-19T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T11:55:01.562-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-10-19T11:55:01.562-07:00</app:edited><title>It's time</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eugland.blogspot.com/feeds/6094137752040833528/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5074179&amp;postID=6094137752040833528&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/6094137752040833528?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/6094137752040833528?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~3/HBAt4L0i_Hc/its-time.html" title="It's time" /><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746879865518968962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Time: 2:50 pmLocation: J subway to ManhattanWeather: cool, but sunnyMood: cool, but sunnySo, as my life path begins to coalesce into something, I'm going to  pursue this blog more seriously, so begin expecting new posts on a  regular basis.This blog will now be focusing on my journey as a writer. What I do on  a day to day basis to pursue my dreams. I'll write about my research  here, any tips I 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ErTKPFrzno4H2bF_BwKS82f0ylM/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ErTKPFrzno4H2bF_BwKS82f0ylM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ErTKPFrzno4H2bF_BwKS82f0ylM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ErTKPFrzno4H2bF_BwKS82f0ylM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~4/HBAt4L0i_Hc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://eugland.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-time.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEYFRnw9fCp7ImA9WxJaFE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074179.post-6869613727926497307</id><published>2009-08-04T18:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T18:35:17.264-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-04T18:35:17.264-07:00</app:edited><title>It's been a while</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eugland.blogspot.com/feeds/6869613727926497307/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5074179&amp;postID=6869613727926497307&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/6869613727926497307?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/6869613727926497307?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~3/Fa4_VtwkX8w/its-been-while.html" title="It's been a while" /><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746879865518968962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">Boy howdy.Just today I was reminded how remiss I have been in putting together things to read on my little blog here. The last time I wrote in this little public journal, I was just graduating school. Now I have graduated and spent the summer at Vassar College with the Powerhouse Theatre Program as an Artist in Residence. Which was exceptionally exciting and challenging, and a place where I 
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5q9iKKkgOA3pnJ0p6DfHnZL5BcU/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5q9iKKkgOA3pnJ0p6DfHnZL5BcU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5q9iKKkgOA3pnJ0p6DfHnZL5BcU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5q9iKKkgOA3pnJ0p6DfHnZL5BcU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~4/Fa4_VtwkX8w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://eugland.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-been-while.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUMER3w_eSp7ImA9WxJRFE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074179.post-4159667246359730740</id><published>2009-05-15T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T15:43:26.241-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-15T15:43:26.241-07:00</app:edited><title>The end of times the beginning of true adventure</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eugland.blogspot.com/feeds/4159667246359730740/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5074179&amp;postID=4159667246359730740&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/4159667246359730740?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/4159667246359730740?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~3/1re3kZLZVMc/end-of-times-beginning-of-true.html" title="The end of times the beginning of true adventure" /><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746879865518968962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">I find it hard to comprehend that this adventure is over. That this  education is complete. I'm just not sure what this all means. I have a  masters of fine arts in theatre. A terminal degree from a  distinguished institution, and I am seemingly back where I started.  Where do I go from here? All I know is, right now I don't want to  leave, but I'm excited to see where I'm going.
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SlmetiyKQj7_s_kDMZzz0jklsLU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SlmetiyKQj7_s_kDMZzz0jklsLU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~4/1re3kZLZVMc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://eugland.blogspot.com/2009/05/end-of-times-beginning-of-true.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C04AQH85fip7ImA9WxRVF0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074179.post-7917268985216315474</id><published>2008-11-15T12:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T12:45:41.126-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-15T12:45:41.126-08:00</app:edited><title>Saturday</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eugland.blogspot.com/feeds/7917268985216315474/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5074179&amp;postID=7917268985216315474&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/7917268985216315474?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/7917268985216315474?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~3/HYDlDSURPvY/saturday_15.html" title="Saturday" /><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746879865518968962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Time: 1537Place: the couch in Layla's apartment, bronxville, byMood: fair with gusts of hopeWeather: grey with touches of grayGrandfather,This is not a weekend to live literally or vicariously, though there  cetainlt is something to be said for triumphing in the face of the  difficult and vexing, but certainly, you faces your own tribulations  this week, and deserve a weekend of rest and 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SE2WVwljmipaz0T-5uQwD7m1-Os/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SE2WVwljmipaz0T-5uQwD7m1-Os/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~4/HYDlDSURPvY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://eugland.blogspot.com/2008/11/saturday_15.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkAGR3g5eyp7ImA9WxRVF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074179.post-717943608229234307</id><published>2008-11-14T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T16:25:26.623-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-14T16:25:26.623-08:00</app:edited><title>Friday</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eugland.blogspot.com/feeds/717943608229234307/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5074179&amp;postID=717943608229234307&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/717943608229234307?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/717943608229234307?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~3/fBITIEDC6qg/friday.html" title="Friday" /><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746879865518968962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Time: 7:18Place: starbucks, BronxvilleMood: hopefulWeather: wet and lukecoldGrandfather,The end of another scholastic week. I have found myself in something  of a sticky situation, having gotten a little behind in my work, and  now I have to throw on some serious elbow grease and make this weekend  a work weekend, and by weekend, I mean Sunday. A work Sunday.Hope you are feeling well.Love,Eric 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9tNMoBEAAFxQmKq9eFaG9OCoUQA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/9tNMoBEAAFxQmKq9eFaG9OCoUQA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~4/fBITIEDC6qg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://eugland.blogspot.com/2008/11/friday.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEEGSXc9fyp7ImA9WxRVE0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074179.post-5749724439847226424</id><published>2008-11-10T19:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T19:03:48.967-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-10T19:03:48.967-08:00</app:edited><title>Monday</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eugland.blogspot.com/feeds/5749724439847226424/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5074179&amp;postID=5749724439847226424&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/5749724439847226424?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/5749724439847226424?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~3/rfsVHfWLB9k/monday.html" title="Monday" /><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746879865518968962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Time: 2152Location: the back patio, Pub, Sarah Lawrence college, Bronxville, NYMood: fairWeather: clear skies, cold airGrandfather,Well, I feel a bit foolish, having sent the past few emails to an address that was, sadly, incorrect. Problem solved, I daresay.This evening finds things in my neck of the woods quite well. I have a play due tonight, and I fear I will miss the deadline, but the 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_v5688MkyCBezzSbt1CQsUYOrc8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_v5688MkyCBezzSbt1CQsUYOrc8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~4/rfsVHfWLB9k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://eugland.blogspot.com/2008/11/monday.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUADQHw8eCp7ImA9WxRVEUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074179.post-4309620287515583332</id><published>2008-11-08T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T10:09:31.270-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-08T10:09:31.270-08:00</app:edited><title>Saturday (part 2)</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eugland.blogspot.com/feeds/4309620287515583332/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5074179&amp;postID=4309620287515583332&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/4309620287515583332?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5074179/posts/default/4309620287515583332?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheInfiniteMonkey/~3/oqbrxL6WE2o/saturday-part-2.html" title="Saturday (part 2)" /><author><name>Eric</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13746879865518968962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Location: bottom floor, Grand Central Station, ManhattanTime: 1305Mood: fair, with mild low pressure zonesWeather: rainy, coolGrandfather,Due to unforseen complications (weather et. al) I did not end up attending any of the museums initially intended. However, it has been a fascinating examination of human nature, which is, in and of itself, a museum experience.Love,Eric
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