<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><rss xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" version="2.0"><channel><title>The Kyo Protocol</title><description>Life Reflections + News Commentary + Art Postings = The Kyo Protocol

Title's Origins: After a lot of brainstorming, then-managing editor Lindsay Bryant came up with the name of my weekly column that was published during spring 2008 in the Spartan Daily (www.thespartandaily.com), San Jose State University's daily student newspaper.</description><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</managingEditor><pubDate>Fri, 1 Nov 2024 04:31:26 -0700</pubDate><generator>Blogger http://www.blogger.com</generator><openSearch:totalResults xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link>http://sarahkyo.blogspot.com/</link><language>en-us</language><itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit><itunes:summary>Life Reflections + News Commentary + Art Postings = The Kyo Protocol Title's Origins: After a lot of brainstorming, then-managing editor Lindsay Bryant came up with the name of my weekly column that was published during spring 2008 in the Spartan Daily (www.thespartandaily.com), San Jose State University's daily student newspaper.</itunes:summary><itunes:subtitle>Life Reflections + News Commentary + Art Postings = The Kyo Protocol Title's Origins: After a lot of brainstorming, then-managing editor Lindsay Bryant came up with the name of my weekly column that was published during spring 2008 in the Spartan Daily (w</itunes:subtitle><itunes:owner><itunes:email>noreply@blogger.com</itunes:email></itunes:owner><item><title>"Memories, even your most precious ones, fade surprisingly quickly. ...</title><link>http://sarahkyo.blogspot.com/2010/07/memories-even-your-most-precious-ones.html</link><category>books</category><category>movie</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><pubDate>Tue, 27 Jul 2010 18:23:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042091863117896299.post-7130093625096073658</guid><description>
... But I don’t go along with that. The memories I value most, I don’t ever see them fading."   Memories serve as the basis for Japanese-British writer Kazuo Ishiguro's novel, Never Let Me Go. The book is divided into three parts, representing distinct periods in the life of narrator Kathy H., who reflects on her recollections as she gets ready to transition to another part of her life. 

Kathy </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjai6oTVtJgD314x_Hq0XTVZgoZu0NXE-s58FTcU4lLgSADBhbELRRqmx3O3ZSa7bYXwPsOORXxsyc_8-aXQPzexzuIWg2lMQc9I0SH78YtnFxRC9cHiJt0KZU1n37ToDD71e2COO4AbYU/s72-c/kazuo_ishiguro.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Is this what they eat in heaven?</title><link>http://sarahkyo.blogspot.com/2010/07/is-this-what-they-eat-in-heaven.html</link><category>food</category><category>life</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><pubDate>Tue, 20 Jul 2010 03:24:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042091863117896299.post-494850697797043093</guid><description>(Photo by distopiandreamgirl)

Man, that's one fancy, three-tiered pavlova! That would definitely be  awesome to have at a wedding.

Pavlova, or pav, is a New Zealand/Australian meringue dessert topped with whipped  cream and fruit; it was named after the ballerina Anna Pavlova. This dessert, though, doesn't have to be so complex. It can be more simple  (but still delicious-looking) like this:

(</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL3Xu32mCrYpVTSLHgWnM3yEHfVgU3vVpU3PjKkwfcGvAKs0pKYMY-wUMIOsFJHz1kHjQuTCPhfh3vIslQ5CckVDMJQBNMHjq8j5EYqxWMpChcb5vscUI6tDPfjz30lQ5pgkuGzMbWc_g/s72-c/438394723_b2b958c6e7_o.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><title>Food: 'universal yet personal'</title><link>http://sarahkyo.blogspot.com/2010/07/food-universal-yet-personal.html</link><category>design</category><category>food</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><pubDate>Tue, 20 Jul 2010 00:10:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042091863117896299.post-1130155638084255604</guid><description>(Photo by my boyfriend)
As I mentioned in my last design post,&amp;nbsp; I co-organized a newsletter for my dormitory this past spring. Well, it was finally  posted online last week. You can view the pdf here.&amp;nbsp;The newsletter's theme is food, which is pretty remarkable considering  how I  became interested in cooking and baking only recently. Food seemed  like an appropriate, international, and </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2C75NlZ6lywTzGXzfAtwHEvOa9gcPuCSr02SObIg4SGQ_EyCSqyctYWhOO2zkDhouaFBJZK_81vF3IhbXWYSD8wQtneM_0t9Uz9FKl4cm6-jhUbnVUny3yyBUNrg1YKU0R7XA-JM5bAc/s72-c/P1020235_blog.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Waiting over Oakland</title><link>http://sarahkyo.blogspot.com/2010/07/waiting-over-oakland.html</link><category>life</category><category>news</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><pubDate>Fri, 9 Jul 2010 00:02:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042091863117896299.post-2607246641431784255</guid><description>(Photo by Carl_C)

Today, the national spotlight is on Oakland, California (pictured above) because a verdict was announced at about 4 p.m. (Pacific Daylight Time) in the case of Johannes Mehserle, a former BART officer who shot and killed Oscar Grant on January 1, 2009, on a platform in Oakland: guilty of involuntary manslaughter. 

The trial was held in Los Angeles, due to tension and intense </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBPtnVsU92jpEITNH6J4sHwX4XaVIgJNM573Co4yelLk2AzXV7LDILmSN3nGQ86FrweC33qDbXiDbNKxcFxmoO1Vw6Ya2aQSEw0lhsWETK4X_DsxotKKDTBvcKi9qGkgtnYJTCHa-Obho/s72-c/1252733286_3ec0054002_b.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>4th of July -- Turlock &amp; Philly-style</title><link>http://sarahkyo.blogspot.com/2010/07/4th-of-july-turlock-philly-style.html</link><category>life</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><pubDate>Thu, 8 Jul 2010 13:28:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042091863117896299.post-4654041151556737701</guid><description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;(Photo by Daniel Peckham)

This is pretty late, considering that the 4th of July was on, you know,  the 4th. However, I had the pleasure of having a  busy-and-tiring-yet-fun-and-active weekend with my boyfriend and his  family in Turlock,  California. I got to visit his maternal grandparents' retirement  community (and spent the night in a guest suite). Plus, I visited the  farm of </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic5bXL-WMfwVAI1g3MYfo8Xeie8EEVc6GCETzjcQw8oUavLbxJeVa2Df3zhrRhHF8Pq-0DYp85gywYKtWFH2mTpzqeDOKGDEAV748ADVn3XeiHHJr-dA_eugWzM0DTcpuV7zCej1GG6r8/s72-c/4th_of_July.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Lemon bars overdose</title><link>http://sarahkyo.blogspot.com/2010/07/lemon-bars-overdose.html</link><category>food</category><category>life</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><pubDate>Sat, 3 Jul 2010 22:18:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042091863117896299.post-4840171174963287679</guid><description>(Photo by EvaSan)

Yum, don't those look delicious? If you had asked me that question last week, I'm not sure if I would have given much enthusiasm. I've rarely eaten lemon bars in my life. Earlier this week, after making a batch from scratch for the first time, I can now certainly give a resounding yes! There are a lot of recipes for lemon bars out there; I ended up using one from Joy of Baking:</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCdZH26zznLth3vtR8FI8Ak1yih-SLEDmS8gVAW1LHm-qIR2tAryXB_VXNJ5kUoUzTE9aMq7x4kTJlbHOHT3yZN33_ryEdAcrFRo8FZksysnml4olX2yk-OicyLysF4kp1TyZgx7zmCJ8/s72-c/3777276607_4b11f5413c_b.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>International Quiz -- a bright idea</title><link>http://sarahkyo.blogspot.com/2010/07/international-quiz-bright-idea.html</link><category>design</category><category>international quiz</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><pubDate>Thu, 1 Jul 2010 02:53:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042091863117896299.post-8249112427186168710</guid><description>Last fall, I wrote a few times about an event I co-organized called Pancake Breakfast. One of my main tasks for that event was creating the paper products, such as the flier, menu, program, etc. This past spring, I co-organized a different event for my dormitory and designed the paper products for it as well. However, I was such a neglectful blogger during the past few months, so I'm writing </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4fLESLJwapoOkkFcA0I3X4MH7WkMoLPy341Itja6Pfjniuj8j5MQTJlsawBBBtaUWYaQKXhK5HOoTNgmGD0nPBViNoDPjYpgInjZY6YqcQcWEtuUNPu_qXCX0Fg7WaVkLkLbrMwvvzAI/s72-c/201000630--+bulb.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>"Once upon a time ...</title><link>http://sarahkyo.blogspot.com/2010/06/once-upon-time.html</link><category>books</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><pubDate>Tue, 22 Jun 2010 03:11:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042091863117896299.post-1214680522494050651</guid><description>
... there was a boy who loved a girl, and her laughter was a question he  wanted to spend his whole life answering." I first read this sweet quote when I saw the wedding program of blogger Joanna Goddard of A Cup of Jo. 

Months later, I came across another quote from the same book at another wedding-related post from Miss Stripes of Weddingbee:
"For her I changed pebbles into diamonds, shoes </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK9B4LSCof6a_pPmDF2tQUSah_bjk-VLGI1uctFjFfFEFIQMSmbUyQxBNh6gfhDvbrSayTI5OMEtP2QK1ZqeB5stHmk-6ziXWvSxgF2w1vShwwcwQ7mhXjud2j_C7kLSQZNoCytph3Yc8/s72-c/history-of-love.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Food Detox</title><link>http://sarahkyo.blogspot.com/2010/06/food-detox.html</link><category>food</category><category>life</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><pubDate>Tue, 22 Jun 2010 01:18:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042091863117896299.post-5256385303877724541</guid><description>
Wonder why all these people are standing in line? Well, they're waiting to have Father's Day lunch at Kome Japanese Seafood &amp;amp; Grill. There was already a line out the door at 10:30 a.m., even though the restaurant opens at 11 a.m. People get there early and get assigned a number on a first-come, first-served basis. When their number is called (as the employee with the megaphone is </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJHC32jkbQ4yPdxg8vjcTuCt9HQ9LEpFpbE0pye6V6Ll06Ht21sp-xBFPqDktXaiXUCxBAfrTyYLyT204sTyMENP4GUJ_qB6cAw-Zb0E2Qko5KlLCE5Xz_1y0KzEDrD5B9VQyHhQDJqAw/s72-c/Photo549.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>What's cooking? Quick, affordable meals!</title><link>http://sarahkyo.blogspot.com/2010/06/whats-cooking-quick-affordable-meals.html</link><category>food</category><category>life</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><pubDate>Mon, 14 Jun 2010 17:27:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042091863117896299.post-2023002547510842439</guid><description>
Recently, it seems like I've turned into a bit of a food blogger. In my last entry, I talked about how I'm starting to do more cooking. Since I'm staying at my dorm over the summer, which is when the dorm residents and I have to fend for ourselves when it comes to food, I'm starting to do a little bit of experimenting in the kitchen.

Last Friday, I went to a Vietnamese grocery store for cheap </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSAA3ZB9gWYgyu-Ct_1j5Q13wfqzLbkkk5aIRH7AzX8jzizlvjUb2Peg0vM_b5QKNsbNPlQSVFH3O-uH4T-tdoyCHlbmWUAbmtHDq_xl0w1EaMwe74jzY8M9iF_GwU6ayG47QswkKPimY/s72-c/Photo514.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Listening to my little chef</title><link>http://sarahkyo.blogspot.com/2010/06/listening-to-my-little-chef.html</link><category>food</category><category>life</category><category>news</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><pubDate>Fri, 11 Jun 2010 00:45:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042091863117896299.post-6148887679346221651</guid><description>
(Photo by altemark)

Do you like the "Ratatouille" reference in this blog post's title? Anyways, if you've read my recent entries here and here, I've been blogging about food. I would consider my family and I to be foodies. While growing up, I watched many cooking programs with my family. Instead of eating out a lot, my parents, particularly my mom, cooked the meals that weren't just food </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIQT1vnMQWDyuE-tVhz6c8hKwfENotbTNJXkn-PbfsNHNWfqOUGWfBE91FsWIKro69x-pI4MATRhBQGDwsLHRci5ALXlYcx-oU96XgxIDogWxI_qipKpLTX99hTMBInjaOTOBfwkNF_Zg/s72-c/142649790_e3a40987a4_o.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Ice ice baby</title><link>http://sarahkyo.blogspot.com/2010/06/ice-ice-baby.html</link><category>food</category><category>life</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><pubDate>Thu, 10 Jun 2010 22:56:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042091863117896299.post-8998335330526409042</guid><description>(Photo by roboppy)

The above picture is lemon Italian Ice from Libby's Italian Pastry Shop. In my last blog post, among other things, I wrote about attempts at making lemon Italian ice (a.k.a. water ice, if you're from Philadelphia), using this recipe. The recipe says to "pour mixture into a 10 by 12-inch baking dish that's sitting on a sheet  tray and put in the freezer." While I did find a </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht9S_AEwGXK3MejQ9rfi3cUnvI7a6qVYerS1JszaME0aOL6lUFKhyphenhyphenhyPjT0jpEp4_iZ1VGxQ6_Fw7H7cVWpj7pvL2JLim98cvh3qqGJZ_1d3xCyRVU1ZHvw7WQw-v7y2asXpKUdBl4VCs/s72-c/2767444040_4deb1a8b04_b.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>When life gives you lemons...</title><link>http://sarahkyo.blogspot.com/2010/06/when-life-gives-you-lemons.html</link><category>food</category><category>life</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><pubDate>Sat, 5 Jun 2010 21:32:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042091863117896299.post-656846996200649792</guid><description>
(Photo by foodmuse)

...you don't only have to make lemonade! After a successful attempt at cooking for my boyfriend for the first time, I baked cookies for him and his family for Christmas, using a standby recipe.&amp;nbsp; A few months ago, my boyfriend and I went through the time-consuming (but rewarding) process of cooking wonton soup, making our little dumplings from scratch (minus the </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis-dDUHajLGISGwxD-sJUSE85xEOwbtjixwdj8uBanc6PnajSLfzZuQs-boRynHixIUSQnZoMItcCc0J1hJETo5ApyRRMy4PHItmPF4Y5-QkciVrlDWx6Uw6tJyU4ss2fDyBCCk3PePVY/s72-c/5543877_a3e0d87bd4_o.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Take a bite out of summer</title><link>http://sarahkyo.blogspot.com/2010/06/take-bite-out-of-summer.html</link><category>art</category><category>life</category><category>music</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><pubDate>Sat, 5 Jun 2010 01:26:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042091863117896299.post-8722370568489907509</guid><description>
That spray-painted mural above (with "the decisive moment" positioning of the artist's head) was one of the many displays at the third annual SubZERO Festival in downtown San Jose's SoFA district. On the first Friday of every month, there's an event called (surprise, surprise) First Fridays, where the art galleries in this area are open late, and people are free to check out an eclectic mixture </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf0uJf1a-wk_cClSgEHmAYwtvfYKnlJ76sdEeN4yRKnPzbSWCKGB08rNOZZTo0p7zGVgdIOb9BkGKxaJKtJQqn1PY7W3ZxqmyWqZa2Zw5Ko2fV_eMMB5dA2RzG7CC_G78WTYLljOAHXpE/s72-c/Photo477.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>2010</title><link>http://sarahkyo.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html</link><category>life</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><pubDate>Sat, 9 Jan 2010 12:18:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042091863117896299.post-5799389633742289119</guid><description>

Now we're a week into 2010. This time of year is when many people are trying to keep up with their New Year's resolutions, if they haven't broken them already.

I made a very general resolution for myself that encompasses a lot of things: I want to take better care of myself. What does that really mean, though?

2009 was quite a busy year for me: school, work and other responsibilities, a </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkX8plkRIKZUu9gcYExbkcFCYObWVBDIU_zKt-SAwUwk9EQ7jHkUvizcI6Tf7HEw1vg0TynRompwqcXX2GnX6BLuS_Tt1XQfLr-4ioA4LDDTyobEEfzkHw8QXBGl_cwOTJffKaVAQ9mqU/s72-c/blog_pic.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Cheesy Chicken &amp; Veggie Soup</title><link>http://sarahkyo.blogspot.com/2009/11/cheesy-chicken-veggie-soup.html</link><category>food</category><category>life</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 16:37:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042091863117896299.post-6538667520050498908</guid><description>

This is a fuzzy cell phone picture of soup, but what it represents is significant: the first time I ever cooked for my boyfriend.

I don't really cook much in general, especially since during school, I have a meal plan at my dorm. Spending this past summer on the East Coast, buying groceries and doing stuff with them, gave me motivation, though, that I wanted to cook a little for myself and </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifBSE3EiKr2g43f_XSq_eiTjb_FnLPJdiycn1KrkjYQFIFl98uPhpIwNnTg-r2pLVdadje780yOBB9-bXyp1z1JsznForaD0S3v3GCTyIKwNaAvJYPDdIsRMjy82W9wATD07MRA7Ft4z0/s72-c/44608112-d0727c2f0d2efb973c4c19df55db9289.4b09bf23-scaled_small.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>Trick or treat</title><link>http://sarahkyo.blogspot.com/2009/11/trick-or-treat.html</link><category>life</category><category>movie</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><pubDate>Sat, 7 Nov 2009 15:57:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042091863117896299.post-1762358379762007921</guid><description>

Smile! :-D

This was my first ever attempt at carving a pumpkin, though really, it was a team effort between my boyfriend and I. I designed it to be like a pirate with an eye patch. When I was carving the smile, one of the corners came too close to the eye patch, so we used toothpicks for support. The toothpicks actually added a cool effect. If we could have found a flimsy, black piece of </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh65XiGDt8_T5bk-59fsUKxnCtXbNUHgse16xvqTVr3YSc5YyLCeHb38cH2tiH-GKQSNawSU6toaxyt_jzCR0KuC-vfFfiPE1JVgZucdh_FYdiMtl3yhm2VDazC0v8bIBccQOjWHFpwYi4/s72-c/IMG_3476_small.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>October 25 -- Pancake Breakfast</title><link>http://sarahkyo.blogspot.com/2009/11/october-25-pancake-breakfast.html</link><category>pancake breakfast</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><pubDate>Sat, 7 Nov 2009 13:29:00 -0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042091863117896299.post-7379636132250131273</guid><description>


More than 10 days ago, the big event that I've been co-organizing for the past few months finally took place ... and I've been recovering from it ever since. I've recovered from it enough that I'm dusting off the cobwebs from this corner of the Internet to provide you, dear readers, with some updates.

I was one of the co-organizers of a fundraiser/outreach event at my work. My boyfriend was </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLfgz_UvdhwBHH8vQKQJ4ZvCfgyhDrQkPTrOzxOmuPr2QeoVTPPAwLRJEFt2Ybxnjp0hNGY0lYNK16qJGuuq-ARhIpMnhUKUhNINWtnjRJB1IDgN_OIhQutItFzv_D7SEGuvFNBPqemFs/s72-c/IMG_3343_small.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>10 more days ...</title><link>http://sarahkyo.blogspot.com/2009/10/10-more-days.html</link><category>food</category><category>pancake breakfast</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 04:45:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042091863117896299.post-5629974049162492086</guid><description>
... until Pancake Breakfast, an outreach event / fundraiser I've been co-organizing at my work! At this event, the residents of the dormitory will cook, serve, and entertain hundreds of people during the morning of Oct. 25. 

The residents wear clothing from different cultures while performing these tasks and interacting with guests. My workplace has some donated clothing of that sort, and </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEies8v68rSOlmmIZiRNWW_qTtovZexHJ3pe1P5f_sxaSLK_idDuked5sFJgE-wIVy7b2ePDetDzMuJGqsmifN2zdi8TROhfujCAcS6Jp9hiB96dvMUzeF73mlpQUAwGEFDigDMAjpcq5VU/s72-c/3456141660_01b32c808a_b.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>'That ain't no Etch-A-Sketch. This is one doodle that can't be un-did, Homeskillet. '</title><link>http://sarahkyo.blogspot.com/2009/10/that-aint-no-etch-sketch-this-is-one.html</link><category>movie</category><category>music</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 04:06:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042091863117896299.post-7337286396298511450</guid><description>

I wanted to watch something from my big pile of library DVDs (I've already watched a few of them). I was in the mood for something relatively brief and decided to check out "Juno." I heard so many good things about it, such as an Oscar win for its screenplay.

The story of a teenage girl having an unplanned pregnancy isn't exactly an original concept. Juno the character and the words she and </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFEN1YGwx3E_BUw3ODNIv_SrWWlQnGVUs99Yb7FDBGSimdiVCD4UMhMZ_Ef1cb1yo0-x3yyqpOQB3vKMkNgLykeReeWx1C7M7kpxs-_QWx93HZnHiwqXwBk8kHaANTAoMubH7RYeYJXXM/s72-c/photo_01_hires.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>It's raining, it's pouring</title><link>http://sarahkyo.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-raining-its-pouring.html</link><category>life</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 21:30:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042091863117896299.post-113149428723350260</guid><description>People often associate sunshine with the Golden State, a.k.a. California. Today, though, there have been storms throughout the state: so much wind and rain! Luckily, I didn't have to go out that much or spend a lot of time outside. On the other hand, my sister, who goes to a university in another part of the state, still had to attend her aqua aerobics class, which takes place in an outdoor pool!</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJaQ-bwE2aKeTPI_p-ekiZdTjAmNdofuTMStqZnyXOqnH5nk5p7xfDzO4U8Bk-QZpYFmLT3H_JiLqOAgI4C9B80igC5P_qx1D6K4Qd2XtNswSJsmtPMFDrxio-EMxOkSGQvv4gfmtb2DY/s72-c/3563912840_23a0fdeccd_b.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>'I love you too, but I'm gonna mace you in the face!'</title><link>http://sarahkyo.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-you-too-but-im-gonna-mace-you-in.html</link><category>movie</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><pubDate>Sun, 11 Oct 2009 18:12:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042091863117896299.post-1447251203692839796</guid><description>Out of context, the above quote may seem funny. In context, it's just plain hilarious in the film "The Darjeeling Limited." This Wes Anderson film is about three brothers, played by Adrien Brody, Owen Wilson, and Jason Schwartzman, who all have baggage (literally as you can see above, but also figuratively) and go on a "spiritual quest" together across India.  Things don't go as planned, </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz_SQPC2qjAcptfhEqXyj-s-LTZawMRy1BYzJNzZ3YeK2tCP_pj0bl1l4IU-A6dJVTVyGkO6-Hh9hwuOZMHOltJhjfhjd2WRqOdOTMzhQ_W_nxWfz79ivrYtCGOTwAiI1BASNXINeVB1o/s72-c/photo_12_hires.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>'I wish I could write as mysterious as a cat.'</title><link>http://sarahkyo.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-wish-i-could-write-as-mysterious-as.html</link><category>news</category><category>travel</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><pubDate>Sat, 10 Oct 2009 13:29:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042091863117896299.post-1136386936890117305</guid><description>That's a quote from the famous American writer Edgar Allan Poe, who will be getting a proper, long overdue funeral this Sunday in Baltimore. During his life, one of the cities that Poe lived in was Philadelphia. Over the summer, I had a chance to visit a house he shared with his wife and mother-in-law in Philadelphia 1843 to 1844. That building is now known as the Edgar Allan Poe National </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGsYxd1atpTwiy69C_5kPLvj3PWMg9GCwklOb-TG2Snm5TPII-HgPvPQLyNw54YFFsBQqpB-dsnC-kj8Hj_ZgCCMHM_rhlHSmgl_pLM1RlRnm94WtVePQpAa9CLeI6BmyZNCpYGHncvLI/s72-c/IMG_2343_small.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><title>Yes, soup for you</title><link>http://sarahkyo.blogspot.com/2009/10/yes-soup-for-you.html</link><category>food</category><category>life</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><pubDate>Fri, 9 Oct 2009 10:24:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042091863117896299.post-3718312185300889309</guid><description>This morning, the skies outside were gray, so there was nothing like a hot bowl of soup for a cold day.While I wasn't drinking chowder from a bread bowl (doesn't that look nice in the picture above?), I savored a cultural dish from the country my parents (and many other relatives) were born, Burma (a.k.a. Myanmar). I've seen different versions for spelling the dish, such as Ohn-no-khaukswe (a.k.a</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP7PddyDbuJGATnbde8fQOfbeJ9EJqO_ePLNNsipGSuRyaerMazj6TSe_RKCGeucgZ8CsBqcmoXhMgrzuoy0QyXP2rH_21QN9Qu53c29XJdWHMZeHMrpeG-PfotNJzxNKA6WafuyWrxmc/s72-c/3978233901_fd0f4fa24b_b.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><title>A look back at the last Pancake Breakfast</title><link>http://sarahkyo.blogspot.com/2009/10/look-back-at-last-pancake-breakfast.html</link><category>design</category><category>flier</category><category>pancake breakfast</category><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><pubDate>Mon, 5 Oct 2009 23:09:00 -0700</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6042091863117896299.post-6008519749005883752</guid><description>This is the flier (above) and menu that I designed for the spring 2009 Pancake Breakfast at my work.  The menu was on an 8.5" x 11" piece of paper that was folded in half and had the same image on each side.I was aiming for a retro look and feel with the fonts, colors, images, and shapes. Besides the flier and menu, I designed the program, tickets, and donation drawing (raffle) information </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhR5-sBJkdT-iaaWbvOx2e0QiG5qlOLiUCHJ_NUZgI-Sp7fsMeqIe0SHU46ZJTa54AJsKHM_Jq6n-2KvFeju2WKwHfAOi-vBt01lJBKbmp0h7qMt8PBmd6HEjiE1fws9ay8tzkQHJJF8Q/s72-c/ihouse_s09_pcb_FINAL.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>