<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10485655</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sat, 25 Jan 2025 19:22:26 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>linkety link</category><category>blogs I like</category><category>anecdotes: pointless and/or rambly</category><category>dogs</category><category>it&#39;s political</category><category>random photos</category><category>grumpy</category><category>Ruby</category><category>in the news</category><category>NaBloPoMo</category><category>quiz results and other time-wasters</category><category>music</category><category>technical details</category><category>flora and/or fauna</category><category>transportation</category><category>cooking without a net</category><category>science</category><category>books</category><category>silly things</category><category>religion</category><category>shoeblogging</category><category>health care in the US</category><category>holga pics</category><category>queer</category><category>culture wars</category><category>fstorch photos</category><category>holidays</category><category>my sister the mailman</category><category>cats</category><category>video links</category><category>WTF dept</category><category>fat chicks</category><category>yard work</category><category>chick stuff</category><category>it&#39;s about time</category><category>I read a study about that</category><category>art</category><category>feminism</category><category>got spare change?</category><category>bicycle</category><category>biofuels</category><category>economics</category><category>environmental issues</category><category>household chores</category><category>literature</category><category>movies</category><category>poetry</category><category>sex</category><category>spiders</category><category>teevee</category><category>vocation</category><category>water</category><category>writing</category><title>alphabitch-archives</title><description>archival copies of rambly writing about my personal life.  may include foul or explicit language, or pictures of spiders.</description><link>http://alphabitch7.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (alphabitch)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>385</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10485655.post-3304589735521500335</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Jul 2008 13:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-03T09:36:40.957-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">in the news</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">technical details</category><title>Ooops! Wrong Link!</title><atom:summary type="text">If you popped over here from Smitty&#39;s Notes, please note that more recent posts are here, along with a whole new site design &amp; everything.  I moved the blog a while ago.  Julie tells me I won Runner Up in the Best Local Blog category (thanks, yall!) even though I haven&#39;t been posting very much lately.  If you want to, you can read older posts by browsing through the archives here -- just click on</atom:summary><link>http://alphabitch7.blogspot.com/2008/07/ooops-wrong-link.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (alphabitch)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi28kotqKUN1ve2v538HF5im3c-0klJnOXo5Y5PvtnK9r0drZg9E8UXqMCaBsoVtw_Sf1HrGSkbHXopC934ig57GHWdXZvkFnzjlnUpAMg6tMkeorZGOEj1OMijlIUjm89VLjdy/s72-c/bestof2008.jpg" height="72" width="72"/></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10485655.post-8598533484317759139</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2008 01:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-16T16:47:59.559-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">grumpy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">technical details</category><title>The stationary department has moved</title><atom:summary type="text">I really did see that on a sign once, in a department store, when I went in to purchase a greeting card of some kind.  It was maybe 25 years ago, but I still giggle about it sometimes, because that&#39;s the kind of gal I am.  I still wish I&#39;d photographed it.This blogspot address will no longer be updated as of right after I publish this post, and (if I did everything correctly) this blog will no </atom:summary><link>http://alphabitch7.blogspot.com/2008/01/stationary-department-has-moved.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (alphabitch)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10485655.post-8458934057302999134</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Dec 2007 23:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-24T19:05:49.422-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dogs</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">grumpy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ruby</category><title>Ruby just had her first bath</title><atom:summary type="text">The whole thing was a great deal less stressful than I expected it to be.  She rolled in something horrible on our walk a little while ago, and I tried just washing the affected areas but she still stank. Julie has warned me that I needed to put her into the bathtub and give her a real bath, just to  get her used to it, while she was still young enough to think it was fun. I was prepared to </atom:summary><link>http://alphabitch7.blogspot.com/2007/12/ruby-just-had-her-first-bath.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (alphabitch)</author><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10485655.post-4609150928641501191</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Dec 2007 18:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-24T16:34:34.481-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">silly things</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">technical details</category><title>Search strings, and post # 142 in 2007</title><atom:summary type="text">I just noticed that I did in fact exceed the total number of posts for 2005, my first year blogging.  This was my goal, and I&#39;m now happy. It&#39;s also, in case you are keeping track, post #384 or something like that.  Traffic to alphabitch.org continues to be light, which is how I like it. I&#39;ve only ever had to delete a couple of comments (mostly for irrelevant commercial shilling or really </atom:summary><link>http://alphabitch7.blogspot.com/2007/12/search-strings-and-post-142-in-2007.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (alphabitch)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10485655.post-7260322255203406865</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Dec 2007 18:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-24T13:11:34.056-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dogs</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random photos</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ruby</category><title>Mandy did prevail, in case you were wondering</title><atom:summary type="text">Daisy commented on yesterday&#39;s post that &quot;I swear, it looks like they are talking! I WANT THE CHAIR! OH YEAH, WELL YOU CAN&#39;T HAVE IT!&quot;  She was exactly right; Ruby eventually gave up, having very firmly established possession of the other two chairs, the sofa, her own bed, and my bed. It was an epic battle, but Mandy, as you can see, was pretty happy with the purple chair and her crate.Merry </atom:summary><link>http://alphabitch7.blogspot.com/2007/12/mandy-did-prevail-in-case-you-were.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (alphabitch)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXkPliFm4-71gU68pWOzFp39jhRgj2UyByXJTQBEwht7TlHRyClVEaNh7StR3jcyiaCRO3jvq3Lk0XWNHhbbUCVghCVhKwcjNrfwOPkdkPxYPCERc52FkGHaMNtVXyRAicCd_v/s72-c/tiredMandy.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10485655.post-5252740230526713824</guid><pubDate>Sun, 23 Dec 2007 00:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-22T19:52:33.512-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dogs</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ruby</category><title>Mandy comes for another visit</title><atom:summary type="text">She&#39;s being fairly assertive about the chair today, Mandy is, and they are both being very good dogs.  I don&#39;t have the camera at home with me today, so we&#39;ll have to look at this photo from the last time Mandy was here.  It&#39;s pretty much what they are doing right now.We&#39;ve got some dog biscuits in the oven and are having a pretty swell Saturday night.  Maybe we&#39;ll watch a movie or something.</atom:summary><link>http://alphabitch7.blogspot.com/2007/12/mandy-comes-for-another-visit.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (alphabitch)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAkl6AM3wkrcg25X7h4MnqRpr5KWcnoTYUoqyIadph7Y-aHukneanv7cDKEO-j67wBOiYydzNbAVoT50gj7P2jFgmxNVtSbNjVe4Ej0efsjikVPqdKlZWczbYfAvulFNHtSiD9/s72-c/MandyClaimsChair.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10485655.post-11381804797622461</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Dec 2007 21:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-16T17:12:57.530-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">grumpy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">household chores</category><title>The color of Tang&amp;reg;</title><atom:summary type="text">If you are looking for a color to paint your kitchen -- or even, say, the kitchen in the apartment over your garage -- don&#39;t pick the color of Tang&amp;reg;. It&#39;s really ugly, plus unappetizing.  And you can see it through two coats of primer and one coat of paint.  And now there&#39;s a song stuck in my head, even though I was painting a kitchen, not a living room.  I can&#39;t find a link to the song or a </atom:summary><link>http://alphabitch7.blogspot.com/2007/12/color-of-tang.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (alphabitch)</author><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10485655.post-8004004695236605345</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Dec 2007 13:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-16T11:18:31.232-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cooking without a net</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dogs</category><title>Dog biscuits: The Recipe</title><atom:summary type="text">I made some more dog biscuit dough yesterday, and this time I measured everything, and kept track of what I did. So here it is, because I know Linus wants some.  It&#39;s kind of complicated and putzy, but you love your dog, right? I did this the old-fashioned way, meaning I dissolved the yeast in about half a cup of warm water (about 110 degrees F) with one sugar cube and then let it stand until </atom:summary><link>http://alphabitch7.blogspot.com/2007/12/dog-biscuits-recipe.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (alphabitch)</author><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10485655.post-4915853595040550019</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Dec 2007 14:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-15T09:37:20.495-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dogs</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ruby</category><title>My dog is a good dog</title><atom:summary type="text">This morning Ruby performed the elusive &#39;down-stay&#39; maneuver, staying put for twenty seconds.  Twenty entire seconds!  She&#39;s pretty good at &#39;sit-stay&#39; and will go directly to &#39;down&#39; on command, but she usually pops back up as soon as her elbows hit the floor.In other news, I have learned to say &#39;off the fence,&#39; and &#39;come here,&#39; and &#39;sit&#39; pretty much every single time Ruby jumps on the fence.  </atom:summary><link>http://alphabitch7.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-dog-is-good-dog.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (alphabitch)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10485655.post-1854285566743034365</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Dec 2007 22:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-13T10:20:38.184-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dogs</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">grumpy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ruby</category><title>Environmental enrichment for dogs*</title><atom:summary type="text">When I leave the house, I always leave a bunch of toys in Ruby&#39;s little space.  And the radio playing.  She gets confined to the hallway and bathroom; there&#39;s a window, but it&#39;s up high so that she can&#39;t look out and bark at the neighbor dogs or the mailman.  There are several doors that get locked with hooks: to the basement, the living room, my bedroom, a linen closet, the stairwell going </atom:summary><link>http://alphabitch7.blogspot.com/2007/12/environmental-enrichment-for-dogs.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (alphabitch)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10485655.post-8428157461463658662</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Dec 2007 03:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-10T23:16:16.637-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">I read a study about that</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">in the news</category><title>Science in action: attention, headaches, and smart bras</title><atom:summary type="text">I think my brain is missing something.  I don&#39;t think I have an &#39;irrelevance filter.&#39;  Apparently there&#39;s memory and there&#39;s something called &#39;working memory:&#39;&quot;Working memory is important because it gives a mental workspace in which we can hold information whilst mentally engaged in other relevant tasks, which is crucial for learning.&quot;Its capacity is limited and seems to vary from person to </atom:summary><link>http://alphabitch7.blogspot.com/2007/12/science-in-action-attention-headaches.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (alphabitch)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10485655.post-5066808203221588067</guid><pubDate>Sat, 08 Dec 2007 23:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-08T19:16:55.497-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dogs</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ruby</category><title>Who&#39;s training whom?</title><atom:summary type="text">I think the homemade dog biscuits might have been a mistake. Oh, they turned out great, and there are a lot of them. Or, there were a lot of them.  I&#39;ve given away several dozens of them, but Ruby&#39;s certainly put a dent in the supply.  She can tell when I have them in my pocket, on account of they are more deliciously fragrant than other dog biscuits.  And there are still about 500 biscuits&#39; </atom:summary><link>http://alphabitch7.blogspot.com/2007/12/whos-training-whom.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (alphabitch)</author><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10485655.post-7132438687038426940</guid><pubDate>Thu, 06 Dec 2007 04:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-05T23:30:17.960-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">biofuels</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogs I like</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ruby</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">transportation</category><title>Dreamy</title><atom:summary type="text">I&#39;m very tired and about to toddle off to bed.  Ruby is in the kitchen barking to alert me to the presence on the counter of a freshly baked loaf of bread.  I&#39;m waiting for it to get cool enough to wrap up.  I&#39;m not sure why she doesn&#39;t just jump up and get it; it is within her reach.She&#39;s a funny dog.But as long as I&#39;m sitting here, waiting around, I will tell you about another item I emailed to</atom:summary><link>http://alphabitch7.blogspot.com/2007/12/dreamy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (alphabitch)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10485655.post-4508228006014546778</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Dec 2007 01:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-04T21:00:19.561-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">art</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">flora and/or fauna</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">spiders</category><title>Bugwatching</title><atom:summary type="text">I emailed myself this link recently, in case I wanted to post some spider pictures.  I found it via Neurophilosophy.  This guy, Mike Libby, found a dead beetle one day and, intrigued by its beautiful exoskeleton, installed some watch parts in it.  Why?  I don&#39;t know, really. His artist statement type page says he explores &quot;themes of science, nature, fantasy, history and autobiography; </atom:summary><link>http://alphabitch7.blogspot.com/2007/12/bugwatching.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (alphabitch)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10485655.post-2074855182279210475</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Dec 2007 23:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-04T18:28:10.405-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ruby</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">technical details</category><title>Technical difficulties, and a couple other things</title><atom:summary type="text">If you&#39;re trying to email your request for the 2007 Christmas CD and I haven&#39;t already replied to you, please try again.  A couple of folks apparently ran afoul of my SPAM filters somewhere along the line.  You can email contact.alphagal -at- gmail -dot- com if the other address isn&#39;t working.I really will get them out this week; it&#39;s been a bit busier than usual here at alphabitch HQ.Also, </atom:summary><link>http://alphabitch7.blogspot.com/2007/12/technical-difficulties-and-couple-other.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (alphabitch)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10485655.post-558983623283084783</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Dec 2007 23:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-02T18:37:06.908-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">chick stuff</category><title>Had to happen sooner or later</title><atom:summary type="text">Friday night I was at dinner with a bunch of people, and wouldn&#39;t you know it: the minute I sat down at the table someone mentioned the Area 51 incident. I knew someone would bring it up sooner or later, but I thought I&#39;d at least have a chance to sit down, get a glass of wine, talk to everybody for a bit, but no.  I&#39;m certainly aware that people -- people I know as well as total strangers -- </atom:summary><link>http://alphabitch7.blogspot.com/2007/12/had-to-happen-sooner-or-later.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (alphabitch)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10485655.post-442240497023626219</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Nov 2007 20:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-30T15:45:07.424-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaBloPoMo</category><title>As good as a prize</title><atom:summary type="text">Or maybe even better.  Sara, over at Moving Right Along, who sort of got me involved in this whole thing in the first place, and who is an all-around great gal, has made this handy &quot;mission accomplished&quot; badge to post.  I guess I should add it to the previous post, or maybe I could put it on the sidebar somewhere.  But I&#39;m going to add another entire post, just so I can say I posted 38 times this</atom:summary><link>http://alphabitch7.blogspot.com/2007/11/as-good-as-prize.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (alphabitch)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX4Z7L-TmdL3WlDJ0F47BD8dqJnrqjTByEr89CS_EIGHshU5AwIk2MoAP3-ipz15i9hsrekbZzVmm0ZLInpvKTzJqUwhDtyp5m1pnmndnokNFEXDzZSiUdNkzhyphenhyphenyasBLwcDckq/s72-c/mission.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10485655.post-7816616712151886155</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Nov 2007 19:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-30T15:20:12.675-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaBloPoMo</category><title>Well, I guess that&#39;s it, then</title><atom:summary type="text">Here it is, the last day of NaBloPoMo, and I still haven&#39;t gotten around to posting anything really serious or profound.  But you know what?  I suspect that I&#39;m just not that kind of a blogger.  I don&#39;t know why I thought I might do that. I guess that because I think about serious and profound things from time to time, and I occasionally talk about them with friends and with colleagues here at </atom:summary><link>http://alphabitch7.blogspot.com/2007/11/well-i-guess-thats-it-then.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (alphabitch)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10485655.post-4356892330275334995</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Nov 2007 16:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-29T11:35:52.363-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dogs</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaBloPoMo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random photos</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ruby</category><title>Ruby dismantles the sofa!</title><atom:summary type="text">Ruby is used to at least two long walks a day, plus free run of the back yard whenever she wants.  This &quot;short leash walks only until laceration heals&quot; thing is getting on her nerves.  And mine. We go out in the back yard on the leash and she just stares at me.  We go back in the house and she gets into something the minute I sit down.  If I&#39;m doing laundry or chores that take me from one room to</atom:summary><link>http://alphabitch7.blogspot.com/2007/11/ruby-dismantles-sofa.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (alphabitch)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqirMe7XuKTt5neJpBuPCpPvegjO4Sex5rjVHb9Ynu-APHyu97P694Mn0fiTTdSRpXLj7KJcWOdUgTeJ4QnXqhGnpJQCNswrE385bb4uKTDOfpGVgXSAeoVWTCdJx2Ysa-Jy12/s72-c/whoDidThis.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10485655.post-532149185865141252</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Nov 2007 12:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-28T22:00:48.179-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">in the news</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaBloPoMo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">transportation</category><title>This just in.  Or not.</title><atom:summary type="text">I heard on the radio this morning that Americans are using less gasoline, that maybe rising costs at the pump are causing drivers to, like, drive less.  Or drive more fuel-efficient vehicles.  Or something. You don&#39;t say!  Higher prices might make consumers reconsider their spending priorities?  Capitalism in action!  The Unseen Hand of the market made manifest!But actually, they went on to say </atom:summary><link>http://alphabitch7.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-just-in-or-not.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (alphabitch)</author><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10485655.post-5292476266037115256</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Nov 2007 21:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-27T17:01:06.444-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaBloPoMo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ruby</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">yard work</category><title>Everything&#39;s coming up roses</title><atom:summary type="text">I have been looking all over my backyard, trying to find whatever it is that keeps cutting Ruby&#39;s foot. OK, it&#39;s cut her foot twice, but there&#39;s obviously something dangerous out there. 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I have to say that it&#39;s gone by pretty fast.  Yeah, there have been a few days I didn&#39;t want to bother, or </atom:summary><link>http://alphabitch7.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-not-over-til-its-over.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (alphabitch)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10485655.post-1373914133142442429</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Nov 2007 21:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-25T16:54:36.969-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaBloPoMo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ruby</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">silly things</category><title>Ruby does not like wasabi peas</title><atom:summary type="text">I dropped a wasabi-coated roasted pea on the kitchen floor.  Ruby chased it enthusiastically and got to it before I did. I tried to explain that dogs don&#39;t like wasabi very much at all.  She ate it.  And then she looked up at me with the most hilariously horrified look on her face.  I took pity on her and gave her some supper a little early: some kibble and half of one of those awful Scotch Pies </atom:summary><link>http://alphabitch7.blogspot.com/2007/11/ruby-does-not-like-wasabi-peas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (alphabitch)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjElzrKhPO-GMlSomkOuz85YQ1tKhqdDpTVs5X3vCm4kwu3k3l0SNXPOLoTZo8CDbFusEExttl8XPdo3OYdHuQyUwKdMq-jFtbhJq-HSjbQmOAC7h_VndB5PVDGkMIglRkobOYO/s72-c/wasabipeas.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10485655.post-6731535595556910938</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Nov 2007 17:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-25T13:14:07.686-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dogs</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">grumpy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaBloPoMo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ruby</category><title>Yesterday is over; tomorrow is another day</title><atom:summary type="text">I&#39;m planning to have a good day today, because yesterday was really really lousy.  It started out fine.  Ruby&#39;s friend Kalei had spent the night, and they were having a great time.  Running around in the backyard, taking naps in the sun, sleeping on the couch.  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I had my suspicions about it, that was probably some kind of kitchen gear, because she brought it up in every conversation about recipes.  But I didn&#39;t really want to think too hard about it, because she was having so much fun and I didn&#39;t want to wreck it.  And then there was all this drama </atom:summary><link>http://alphabitch7.blogspot.com/2007/11/and-i-didnt-have-to-get-married-to-get.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (alphabitch)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLy2O82OT2pEC5Kg1khdAiLgdO2VeRZ2X9EqIgwcrlXqzz-PPmESIi90LBJAcajNsYZjXb8fzC9k-wnnQUmRvrbyivQBcTUCkaz2ZMTvIHeIVi1SVLcimAsYUluqWpm0o6B0Zo/s72-c/kitchenaid-flame-decals-778170.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>9</thr:total></item></channel></rss>