<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:30:42.487-08:00</updated><category term='poetry'/><category term='Book Report'/><category term='The House'/><category term='Musings'/><category term='&quot;Seen&quot; things'/><title type='text'>Building Me a Home</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-2935671845356175220</id><published>2010-05-13T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T08:10:45.858-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Spring Cleaning - 2010</title><summary type='text'>Matho Teacherus BabbleoniaIt seems to hit almost at once,From the moment they begin to talk,Unfortunately, there’s no vaccineyet engineered by that famous Dr. Salk.I’d like to tell my math teacherShe bores me quite to death,but the result would only beone giant fat red “F.”And so this incurable diseasewill continue through the ages,The only thing one can do isblankly stare at the assigned </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2935671845356175220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=2935671845356175220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/2935671845356175220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/2935671845356175220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2010/05/spring-cleaning-2010.html' title='Spring Cleaning - 2010'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-7423106079872023089</id><published>2009-12-26T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T08:14:15.500-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Always a Favorite -- "Mauricio's Song" by Eugene Gloria</title><summary type='text'>From Mobil Gas he emergesLike a Mack truck from the desert horizon.You might think of bluefin tunasCoursing the algid sea.A man with a singular purposeAlways walks with his best foot forward-Leans in to dusk, moon heavy on his back.Mauricio has punched out at the station.If you happen to see himYou might remark on the butterflies-The small cloud of yellow, speckled wingsFluttering like wayward </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7423106079872023089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=7423106079872023089' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/7423106079872023089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/7423106079872023089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2009/12/always-favorite-mauricios-song-by.html' title='Always a Favorite -- &quot;Mauricio&apos;s Song&quot; by Eugene Gloria'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-8664136196124835257</id><published>2009-12-12T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T11:04:30.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Still A Man's World</title><summary type='text'>Fanboys can't understand female existential problems unless women are wearing skin tight catsuits.  The Dark Knight?  Really?The AV Club's list of the best movies of the 00's• indicates I’ve seen this movie:50. Oldboy49. Gerry48. Crimson Gold47. Moulin Rouge  •  (this was fun, but, in the style of Amy Poehler, "Really?")46. Adaptation  •  (I concur.  Meryl Streep was phenomenal.)45. Audition44. 4</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8664136196124835257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=8664136196124835257' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/8664136196124835257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/8664136196124835257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-still-mans-world.html' title='It&apos;s Still A Man&apos;s World'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/SyPn2VX2sGI/AAAAAAAAAio/86NO39aa6EY/s72-c/TheHours2-22-03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-6854246191530562582</id><published>2009-12-11T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T17:57:55.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody Inches As Fiercely As This Turtle</title><summary type='text'>Saturday, December 5, 2009 -- I moved as quickly as lightnin' molasses.  Only time-capture photography could permanently document my promenade from the bottom of the Hill to the Au Bon Pain across the street.  Blink, and I would be in the same damn spot.  Blink, drop off some clothes at the dry cleaner, order a caramel macchiato from Starbucks, and I would be in the same damn spot.  All for a hot</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6854246191530562582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=6854246191530562582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/6854246191530562582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/6854246191530562582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2009/12/nobody-inches-as-fiercely-as-this.html' title='Nobody Inches As Fiercely As This Turtle'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/SyL4lhamDDI/AAAAAAAAAig/aNfwY1bLjGU/s72-c/0524081335.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-6487365284491829580</id><published>2009-12-08T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T09:17:13.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sky Is Not Falling</title><summary type='text'>Photo Credit Link: A View On CitiesI think humans can be amazing, brilliant and loving creatures, but I would say one of our greatest flaws is our horrible communication skills.Imagine being told awesome news, but still wobbling home semi-hysterical and having no choice but to nap because it feels like the Pru just fell on you.Thank heavens for patience, dogs and the ability to slumber during the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6487365284491829580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=6487365284491829580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/6487365284491829580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/6487365284491829580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2009/12/sky-is-not-falling.html' title='The Sky Is Not Falling'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/Sx6JXxdStmI/AAAAAAAAAiY/DxeqPi0nYsU/s72-c/kveus3228s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-632367335088045277</id><published>2008-08-08T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T09:15:25.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ICA - Live music, silent meditation, and Anish Kapoor</title><summary type='text'>I found myself at the ICA last week experiencing music and art.  At first, I lounged on The Back Patio watching the water while listening to live music.  The atmosphere was great despite the stuffy air.  I wish I lived closer because I would definitely take advantage of the free music and the beautiful surroundings on Thursday nights.  I was with others, but I spotted people by themselves just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/632367335088045277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=632367335088045277' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/632367335088045277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/632367335088045277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2008/08/ica-live-music-silent-meditation-and.html' title='ICA - Live music, silent meditation, and Anish Kapoor'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-5819425902940634344</id><published>2008-08-01T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T06:23:40.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At least I didn't have my firebomb scenario...</title><summary type='text'>I went to see Step Brothers starring Will Ferrell and John C. Reilly.  It was surprisingly glorious.  I have to say the man-chemistry between Ferrell and Reilly is so awesome.  They just made it onto my man-couples list:1. Peter Falk - Alan Arkin2. Vince Vaughn - Jon Favreau3. George Clooney - Brad Pitt4. Will Ferrell - John C. Reilly5. John Amos - Jimmie Walker6. Paul Newman - Robert Redford7. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/5819425902940634344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=5819425902940634344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/5819425902940634344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/5819425902940634344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2008/08/at-least-i-didnt-have-my-firebomb.html' title='At least I didn&apos;t have my firebomb scenario...'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-4378004873585965725</id><published>2008-07-25T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T09:07:15.470-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Report'/><title type='text'>His name is Salvatore...can't be coincidence.</title><summary type='text'>I just finished reading Nick &amp; Norah's Infinite Playlist, by Rachel Cohn &amp; David Levithan.  If you're from the Eighties, have any affinity for the Eighties, or you're addicted to romance--you should read this book.  A key character in the story is "Salvatore," which is a name I love.  One of my favorite poems features a "Salvatore." [The poet and his book are quite obscure, and I will now tear </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4378004873585965725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=4378004873585965725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/4378004873585965725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/4378004873585965725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2008/07/his-name-is-salvatorecant-be.html' title='His name is Salvatore...can&apos;t be coincidence.'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-222420226053499872</id><published>2008-03-27T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T06:31:25.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When You Caught Between the Moon and Chi-Town</title><summary type='text'>Awesome wedding pictures!  Matt &amp; Bjork-- Eat your hearts out!  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/222420226053499872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=222420226053499872' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/222420226053499872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/222420226053499872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2008/03/when-you-caught-between-moon-and-chi.html' title='When You Caught Between the Moon and Chi-Town'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/R-uhc3NEYyI/AAAAAAAAAR0/eyvp4_oaZ_A/s72-c/MoffettWedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-7566405639609207488</id><published>2008-03-26T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T06:37:17.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sure Signs of Spring</title><summary type='text'>I was walking down the street and got that sweet, strong whiff of doo doo.  People with kids and dogs know that smell.  Looking around, I spied that a crew had spread new peat around the trees by the sidewalk.  Aaaah!  The peat signals that someone has expectations of growth.  Winter tension just unraveled from my shoulders.  Left it on the curb.I stepped off the train.  Warm air.  Blue skies and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7566405639609207488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=7566405639609207488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/7566405639609207488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/7566405639609207488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2008/03/sure-signs-of-spring.html' title='Sure Signs of Spring'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/R-ui7HNEYzI/AAAAAAAAAR8/1enxE7hWFc8/s72-c/IMG_1515_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-2234073209492263508</id><published>2008-03-16T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T08:13:48.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good morning, Sunshine</title><summary type='text'>Another space shuttle mission is underway.  The mission crew along with the space station personnel are going to add the first part of a Japanese module to the station.  Also being assembled on the outside of the station is Dextre.  He's a Canadian robot with arms and gripper hands.  He'll cut down on the amount of time a EVA takes up.  (E.V.A. - Extra Vehicular Activity or a space walk.)  His </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2234073209492263508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=2234073209492263508' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/2234073209492263508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/2234073209492263508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2008/03/good-morning-sunshine.html' title='Good morning, Sunshine'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/R90TriNXNGI/AAAAAAAAAQM/wTiCdTXUS3I/s72-c/IMG_1530.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-2507306717014113205</id><published>2008-03-14T13:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T21:47:15.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting President Susan Scrimshaw</title><summary type='text'>After the first forum meeting to discuss the hate mail (see previous posts) sent to a Simmons professor, I made an appointment to meet President Susan Scrimshaw. Only ten minutes were allotted for the time with the President, so I wanted to have at least three points to bring up from my side of the table. This is what I came up with:The library is not an unwelcoming place, at least, not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2507306717014113205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=2507306717014113205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/2507306717014113205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/2507306717014113205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2008/03/meeting-president-susan-scrimshaw.html' title='Meeting President Susan Scrimshaw'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-3058917506543596323</id><published>2008-03-10T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T06:05:50.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Essential Blog for MA Artists &amp; Art Lovers</title><summary type='text'>I discovered a new blog at the Massachusetts Cultural Council called ArtSake.  I've already discovered two great items: weekend passes for the CRAFTBOSTON show will be available at 200 public libraries AND the heartening news of a grant for women artists over 35. First ItemThanks to a very generous donation by CRAFTBOSTON, 200 public libraries throughout Massachusetts will have 10 weekend passes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3058917506543596323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=3058917506543596323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/3058917506543596323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/3058917506543596323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2008/03/essential-blog-for-ma-artists-art.html' title='Essential Blog for MA Artists &amp; Art Lovers'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/R9XMVyNXNFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/at9HEZZRQjA/s72-c/articles_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-963836874950457561</id><published>2008-02-17T12:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T14:01:36.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simmons College update - response to hate mail</title><summary type='text'>The open meeting that divulged the details about the hate mail sent to an African-American professor at Simmons College occurred on Wednesday, Feb. 13, 2008.  The campus newspaper, The Simmons Voice, appears weekly on Thursdays.  I had little expectation of my letter being printed in the Feb. 14 issue.  And, it wasn't. News of the incident did make it to the front page.  It was located in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/963836874950457561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=963836874950457561' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/963836874950457561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/963836874950457561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2008/02/simmons-college-update-response-to-hate.html' title='Simmons College update - response to hate mail'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-3078121075249549057</id><published>2008-02-17T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T12:25:52.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two of my favorite things: space and football</title><summary type='text'>On a positive note, it should be recognized that there is an African-American on the shuttle space team that's currently orbiting earth.  His name is Leland Melvin, a former football player that turned to science when an injury ended his pro football career.  He has an excellent entry on the NASA web page that explains how playing football gave him skills he utilizes on space missions.  So cool!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3078121075249549057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=3078121075249549057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/3078121075249549057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/3078121075249549057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2008/02/two-of-my-favorite-things-space-and.html' title='Two of my favorite things: space and football'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-8612023504684153274</id><published>2008-02-13T13:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T13:49:25.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking My Share of the Load</title><summary type='text'>Someone tried to take down a faculty member of my college this week with a piece of vicious hate mail.  I won't repeat verbatim what was written in this post, but I will just say the phrases "Go back to Africa" and "Remember the Jena 6" were used. An open meeting was held to address the situation.  Professors, college staff, and administrators flocked to the meeting.  Indeed, the room wasn't big </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8612023504684153274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=8612023504684153274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/8612023504684153274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/8612023504684153274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2008/02/taking-my-share-of-load.html' title='Taking My Share of the Load'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-8198899782001214902</id><published>2007-12-02T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T08:14:57.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apples, cranberries, and stuffing!  Oh my!</title><summary type='text'>During the summer, my favorite snack was splitting up a Granny Smith apple, spritzing it with fresh lime juice, and tossing it all up with dried cranberries.  Yummdiddilyumptious!Early fall, this evolved into the sliced Granny Smith being slathered with cinnamon-raisin peanut butter and sprinkling it with dried cranberries.  Awesome!Late fall, I completely jumped off the tracks with the discovery</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8198899782001214902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=8198899782001214902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/8198899782001214902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/8198899782001214902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/12/apples-cranberries-and-stuffing-oh-my.html' title='Apples, cranberries, and stuffing!  Oh my!'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-7900145623758867016</id><published>2007-11-27T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T19:30:35.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wowsa, Wowsa!</title><summary type='text'>I had a conversation today about how the postmodern Western world was catching up to the African experience of art. In traditional African art (the distinction must be made), an object was made to be used and transformed by the owner. It could be transformed by the adding of color, using the object in a ceremonial function, or performing with the object. But, the art was not made with the idea of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7900145623758867016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=7900145623758867016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/7900145623758867016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/7900145623758867016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/11/wowsa-wowsa.html' title='Wowsa, Wowsa!'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/R0zKszg1r8I/AAAAAAAAAOI/UPHYyg7Z-7w/s72-c/HUBbrella.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-7013659300813919689</id><published>2007-11-19T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T19:49:45.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Strange Thing Is...</title><summary type='text'>I'm reading this review of various vegetarian/vegan restaurants in San Francisco (because of the Bean &amp; FGN). I'm very tempted to try Millennium. I love evoo, which is always pushing the balls against the wall with the myriad ingredients in their dishes. When they pull it off, the food sings and I'm having Sally-fits and declaring my undying love. As some of you have witnessed, I'm pledged to the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7013659300813919689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=7013659300813919689' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/7013659300813919689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/7013659300813919689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/11/strange-thing-is.html' title='The Strange Thing Is...'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-3262506281234347711</id><published>2007-11-17T15:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T07:50:13.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Biting Into Mahler</title><summary type='text'>While riding the T, I have often made room for the crowds emptying out of Symphony Hall after a performance by the Boston Symphony Orchestra. Thursday night, I finally became one of the chattering throng pushing their way home via the “E” Line.To be honest, the thought of sitting and listening to orchestral music unaccompanied by a vocal or dance performance had never appealed to me. I’d rather </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3262506281234347711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=3262506281234347711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/3262506281234347711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/3262506281234347711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/11/biting-into-mahler.html' title='Biting Into Mahler'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-7394222368295154920</id><published>2007-11-17T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T18:00:14.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm lost in the supermarket...</title><summary type='text'>I would like to thank The Clash for picking me up off the floor. I also have to thank that bag of Ritz Cheese Sandwich Snacks. And, I can't forget the woman who fluffed up my hot chocolate. I want to thank my mom for believing in me when others wouldn't. That's why I had the courage to add three packets of sugar, Domino's sugar, to my chocolate drink. Before long I was munching and bobbing while </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7394222368295154920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=7394222368295154920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/7394222368295154920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/7394222368295154920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-lost-in-supermarket.html' title='I&apos;m lost in the supermarket...'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-6603715246310600753</id><published>2007-11-11T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T09:32:18.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Seen" during first half of November</title><summary type='text'>Leaving the marble counter one night.Dark street, nearly deserted.Me, dim light, and a swirling mass of fluff.On the sidewalk.Were they alive?What happened here?Tip toe.  Tip toe. Preserve life when you can.Pretty magic in the dark.Approaching the marble counter this morning.Aaahh.  This path must be taken.Sunlight and yellow leaves beckon.Can't tell where branches end, and ground begins.Head </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6603715246310600753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=6603715246310600753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/6603715246310600753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/6603715246310600753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/11/seen-during-first-half-of-november.html' title='&quot;Seen&quot; during first half of November'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-4401257297514344131</id><published>2007-11-10T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T10:58:29.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee tongue</title><summary type='text'>I woke up at 3:00 a.m. in the morning with the sweats and hot flashes.  If it had been a cold sweat, I would have known it was the ancestors telling me the world was out of balance.  Because the icky feeling had heat, I knew it was either my health or my environment.  I stumbled out of bed (weird thing: my dog was crotchety, too, and couldn't settle down) and made it to the kitchen.  Clutching </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4401257297514344131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=4401257297514344131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/4401257297514344131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/4401257297514344131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/11/coffee-tongue.html' title='Coffee tongue'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-7633800112749741500</id><published>2007-11-05T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T15:52:05.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Albino Frog</title><summary type='text'>It's cold enough now for me to stuff a knit cap on my head and wrap a scarf around my neck. The effect squashes my features and I look like an albino frog (at least in the reflections on a moving T). I debated using "frog" versus "toad." I decided on frog because I resemble a genteel and intellectual creature. Not that toads aren't intellectual but I doubt they appreciate fine porcelain. My </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7633800112749741500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=7633800112749741500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/7633800112749741500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/7633800112749741500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/11/albino-frog.html' title='Albino Frog'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/Ry-sW7lHT6I/AAAAAAAAAL4/7aZnwDMq1YU/s72-c/KenmoreReflection.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-329551643312546806</id><published>2007-10-06T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T07:37:08.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ODD JOBS: Portraits of Unusual Occupations</title><summary type='text'>Schiff, Nancy Rica. Odd Jobs Portraits of Unusual Occupations. Berkeley: Ten Speed Press, 2002.Examples - Condom TesterPage TurnerBaby HandlerBra DesignerDinosaur DusterTampon Tester (he' a man)I, myself, was very intrigued by the clockmaster.  If only I didn't have a fear of heights.Or, the solfeggist sounded like a cool job.  But, I'm half-deaf from years of walkmans and ipods.Then, there was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/329551643312546806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=329551643312546806' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/329551643312546806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/329551643312546806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/10/odd-jobs-portraits-of-unusual.html' title='ODD JOBS: Portraits of Unusual Occupations'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/RwjvC45KFVI/AAAAAAAAALY/GGFbLeXGXGs/s72-c/prod_14300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-2021428138355810429</id><published>2007-10-01T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T02:36:56.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"About Me" - September</title><summary type='text'>LOVEBIRDS - 1998The train creeps in at midnight. A single sign rises out of the dark. The stark warning is bold: THOU SHALL NOT KILL. When I call the B&amp;B from the station, my host gives explicit directions, “Say ‘Ber-GUN-dy,’ not ‘Burgundy,’ or you’ll get dumped in the projects and we’ll never see you.” In my room, I feel buzzed from the danger. I wake up in a comfy chenille bed. Exploding clouds</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2021428138355810429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=2021428138355810429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/2021428138355810429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/2021428138355810429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/10/about-me-september.html' title='&quot;About Me&quot; - September'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/RwC_pZrTwGI/AAAAAAAAALI/YR294sGbNA8/s72-c/Witch%27s+Stone+MFAreduced' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-6735211579629582584</id><published>2007-09-20T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T05:55:16.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Seen" things - September 18, 2007</title><summary type='text'>Standing on a T platform on a sunny day with a light blue sky:The station is an above-ground stop, but both platforms offer shelter with angled roofs. The roofs don't meet though. Standing about three feet from the edge, the opposite platform's roof cuts off the sky from the bottom. The roof under which you're standing cuts off the sky from the top. You now have a "wide-screen" canvas.This day, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6735211579629582584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=6735211579629582584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/6735211579629582584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/6735211579629582584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/09/seen-things-september-18-2007.html' title='&quot;Seen&quot; things - September 18, 2007'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/RvJtHDMqpTI/AAAAAAAAALA/WMTbL3l2DWo/s72-c/one+cloud.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-7872346218086381794</id><published>2007-09-19T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T04:10:03.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Did Last Weekend, part deux</title><summary type='text'>Before going to the Open Studios, I listened to a presentation by one of the artists, Candy Nartonis, who would be showing there. She also had a hand in organizing it, I believe. She lives in a building of lofts dedicated to providing relatively affordable live/work space for artists. At one point, she commented that the building housed more than just visual artists. I asked if they had any poets</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7872346218086381794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=7872346218086381794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/7872346218086381794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/7872346218086381794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/09/what-i-did-last-weekend-part-deux.html' title='What I Did Last Weekend, part deux'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/RvEhOTMqpSI/AAAAAAAAAK4/lccohPr6uAU/s72-c/bei+ling' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-2896291868542573914</id><published>2007-09-17T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T05:48:39.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Did Last Weekend</title><summary type='text'>"After 'Self-Portrait'" - Jeremy PatenI went to the South End Open Studios and I had a glorious time. Pine Street Inn, which is an organization that serves the needs of Boston's homeless, had artwork on display, too. There was some exciting work to be seen, but unfortunately, the art wasn't displayed very well. They have a lot to exhibit, but no space or outlet for exhibition. I instantly thought</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2896291868542573914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=2896291868542573914' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/2896291868542573914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/2896291868542573914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/09/what-i-did-last-weekend.html' title='What I Did Last Weekend'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/Ru52NCnQZSI/AAAAAAAAAKw/KaoFUKKObiU/s72-c/After+' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-8066426572696477622</id><published>2007-09-03T21:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T21:13:33.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vroom! Vroom!</title><summary type='text'>                                                            Brad Pitt                 by Aaron Smith                 With cotton candy armpits and sugaryCrevices, sweat glazing your donut skin.Have you ever been fat, Brad?Have you ever wanted a SnickersMore than love and lain on your bedWhile the phone rang and rolled oneOn your tongue, afraid to eat it, afraidIt would make your jeans too tight? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8066426572696477622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=8066426572696477622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/8066426572696477622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/8066426572696477622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/09/vroom-vroom.html' title='Vroom! Vroom!'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/RtzZ4fmSchI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Y7KbbFcP0Z0/s72-c/IMG_1120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-7354316424408220105</id><published>2007-09-03T14:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T15:35:57.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Somebody's Gonna Hurt Someone, Before The Night Is Through</title><summary type='text'>The Mad Hatter's Tea Party has finally concluded. For 31 days, I restricted myself to 170 songs dedicated to ebullience and rebirth (with a super quick foray into pineapple songs and retro sambas). Now, I'm splashing in the big pool again with over 6500 songs. And, it was a delight to hear non-vocal rhythms provided by DJ Spooky, Ellington, and Mozart. I don't know how I lived without "Fireflies </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7354316424408220105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=7354316424408220105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/7354316424408220105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/7354316424408220105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/09/somebodys-gonna-hurt-someone-before.html' title='Somebody&apos;s Gonna Hurt Someone, Before The Night Is Through'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/RtyLgPmScgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/6SKcYfDQGts/s72-c/DarthBooBoo+-+contrast+up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-2723360339663517259</id><published>2007-09-03T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T11:14:25.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"About Me" August 2007</title><summary type='text'>I was the girl who always got to play with the boys no matter what the game or plan. I ran fast. I climbed fences. I caught balls and scored touchdowns. But, I wasn't a tomboy, there's a difference. I was good enough to ramble with the neighborhood boys, and girl enough to do it in pretty, starched sundresses. My hair ribbons match my frilly socks, but I punched and tackled like a defensive </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2723360339663517259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=2723360339663517259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/2723360339663517259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/2723360339663517259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/09/about-me-august-2007.html' title='&quot;About Me&quot; August 2007'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/Rtw-NPmSccI/AAAAAAAAAJo/keLAIRgoxU8/s72-c/dayglo+reggaegirl.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-3996861397632832460</id><published>2007-08-26T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T13:40:02.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Following the Water Carrier</title><summary type='text'> I had an amazing Saturday. The marble counter is closed on the weekends for now, so I was free to follow a performance artist from the ICA to the Boston Harbor Islands. His name is Ernesto Pujols, and he has led walks from the ICA to various destinations in Boston and its Harbor Islands. I had missed the previous three walks, but I was able to be carried along to Lovell's Island on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3996861397632832460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=3996861397632832460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/3996861397632832460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/3996861397632832460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/08/following-water-carrier.html' title='Following the Water Carrier'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/RtHbpPmScXI/AAAAAAAAAJA/mib7zvx_qHE/s72-c/WaterCarrieronGeorgesIsland.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-7529811309934231839</id><published>2007-08-20T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T05:37:43.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OK, maybe I was wrong...maybe there is something up there I'd like to see</title><summary type='text'>Good Morning,    I'm catching up on my Space News Updates from Bill Harwood of CBS, and it looks like they had a good exchange with one of the students they talked to while in orbit. It has always been my opinion there is nothing up in sky that I particularly want to SEE. Rather, I'm interested in what I could possibly HEAR. I want to listen to the universe expand/contract (what is the current </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7529811309934231839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=7529811309934231839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/7529811309934231839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/7529811309934231839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/08/ok-maybe-i-was-wrongmaybe-there-is.html' title='OK, maybe I was wrong...maybe there is something up there I&apos;d like to see'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/RsmKdPmScQI/AAAAAAAAAII/GkvPCf_5QYk/s72-c/IMG_0858_4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-5583152760104575308</id><published>2007-08-16T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T05:23:10.857-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The House'/><title type='text'>It's Up On The Wall #4</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/5583152760104575308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-7970553629053155592</id><published>2007-08-16T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T05:23:10.857-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The House'/><title type='text'>It's Up On The Wall #3</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7970553629053155592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=7970553629053155592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/7970553629053155592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/7970553629053155592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='It&apos;s Up On The Wall #3'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/RsUbjvmScMI/AAAAAAAAAHo/kJiRah0s1x4/s72-c/IMG_0959.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-998799361081817144</id><published>2007-08-16T20:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T05:23:10.857-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The House'/><title type='text'>It's Up On The Wall #2</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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Star</title><summary type='text'>SHE LIVES IN A NEW WAVE WORLD</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1458993069181962686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=1458993069181962686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/1458993069181962686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/1458993069181962686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/08/soy-beans-killed-dairymaid-star.html' title='Soy Beans Killed the DairyMaid Star'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/RsNhVY8RvNI/AAAAAAAAAGw/JERPUrD-DOk/s72-c/Dairymaid+on+I-80+bright:contra' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-3208697765536165318</id><published>2007-08-15T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T13:24:50.882-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>Wow! That's worth 10 votes.</title><summary type='text'> Aaaaah! Just came home and discovered something extra-special in the silver cupboard. Some people just replied simply: Cora Mae or the Ukrainian dairymaid. Some indicated their choice and gave various explanations for it. Quite amusing, they were. But, you have been all one, two, three--no, eight-upped by one respondent. On the back of the postcard above, more of the dairymaid's tale was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3208697765536165318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=3208697765536165318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/3208697765536165318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/3208697765536165318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/08/wow-thats-worth-10-votes.html' title='Wow! That&apos;s worth 10 votes.'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/RsNWNo8RvMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/UaFgjRbgNvI/s72-c/Traveling+on+Beautiful+I-80' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-7037139082915994372</id><published>2007-08-12T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T11:57:49.988-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Report'/><title type='text'>Biblio Notes: I Heart Cecil Castelluci, Aug. 11, 2007</title><summary type='text'>"Love is All Around," (a.k.a. the theme to The Mary Tyler Moore Show)- Joan Jett &amp; The Blackhearts Working at the marble counter, this title passed through my hands.  A story about a group of misfit girls conducting covert art attacks on their suburban cookie-cutter town?  (Aaaah.  Sporking.  Good times.  OK, sporking isn't art...yet.)  I loved, loved, loved this graphic novel.  Yes.  Graphic </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7037139082915994372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=7037139082915994372' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/7037139082915994372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/7037139082915994372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/08/biblio-notes-i-heart-cecil-castelluci.html' title='Biblio Notes: I Heart Cecil Castelluci, Aug. 11, 2007'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/Rr8bVY8RvLI/AAAAAAAAAGg/1dURWvkG07Y/s72-c/plainjanescover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-4331937082317151718</id><published>2007-08-09T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T11:57:49.988-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Report'/><title type='text'>Storyville Portraits/Bellocq's Ophelia</title><summary type='text'>(Plate 2, circa 1912, EJ Bellocq, printed by Lee Friedlander, Storyville Portraits) After reading a great essay on poets.org, I discovered a book called Bellocq's Ophelia written by Natasha Trethewey.  It's a series of poems written as letters from a Storyville prostitute to her girlhood friend, now a schoolmarm in their rural hometown.  Ophelia is black, but can pass.  The letters reveal her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4331937082317151718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=4331937082317151718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/4331937082317151718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/4331937082317151718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/08/storyville-portraitsbellocqs-ophelia.html' title='Storyville Portraits/Bellocq&apos;s Ophelia'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/RrupQY8RvKI/AAAAAAAAAGY/AnxVkMK7GDc/s72-c/EJ+Bellocq+Plate+2+Storyville' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-9059289383251654821</id><published>2007-08-07T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T11:56:30.191-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The House'/><title type='text'>Shazaam!</title><summary type='text'>I'm still in and out of the lab. And, the photo gods are not ignoring my pleas. I have 2.99 prints from the tricky negatives. So, the printing is not utterly maddening. However, I can't share the images on the web. I tried printing my remembered fairy tale on 8 X 10 paper, but way too much information for that size frame. So, I jumped up to 11 X 14 and now it's not cramped and so busy. My dinky </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/9059289383251654821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=9059289383251654821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/9059289383251654821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/9059289383251654821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/08/shazaam.html' title='Shazaam!'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/RrhtYo8RvJI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/dWPr1--qEDA/s72-c/SharpenedMs.Spectacular.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-361421810496376185</id><published>2007-08-01T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T11:57:34.281-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>"About Me" July 2007</title><summary type='text'>I have Muppet hair (Animal! Animal! Animal!).  My hair and I have come to a detente.  We let each other alone and most of the bad feelings each of us has instigated have dissipated (mostly).  I've come to realize we're actually similar: both of us need the illusion of control to be cuddly, bright things; asserting your authority and telling us what to do will bring only snarls and sneers.     </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/361421810496376185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=361421810496376185' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/361421810496376185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/361421810496376185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/08/about-me-july-2007.html' title='&quot;About Me&quot; July 2007'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-3771000700376375697</id><published>2007-07-30T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T11:57:34.281-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>Postal Art</title><summary type='text'>Thank you to everyone who responded to the postal art question. Not everyone has replied with their choice, so get your votes in. As of now, "Cora Mae" is definitely beating the "Ukrainian dairymaid." I love people's reasons for their choice as well and the surprises in my silver cupboard definitely make my day.     Thanks Again!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3771000700376375697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=3771000700376375697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/3771000700376375697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/3771000700376375697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/07/postal-art.html' title='Postal Art'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/Rq6y5Y8RvHI/AAAAAAAAAGA/TRShrkrazJo/s72-c/dairymaid-shrimp+fryer-gr-crop' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-8986454032003325965</id><published>2007-07-29T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T11:56:30.192-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The House'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Click below to watch overBABY DOLL LOST</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8986454032003325965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=8986454032003325965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/8986454032003325965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/8986454032003325965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/07/click-below-to-watch-over-baby-doll.html' title=''/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/Rqyiqo8RvFI/AAAAAAAAAFs/RX0B1Si8j0E/s72-c/IMG_0859.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-3574853875814268858</id><published>2007-07-28T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T16:01:10.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lab Shuffle</title><summary type='text'>I'm developing film and praying to the photo gods (a la Sally Mann) that something usable comes out...and maybe, a brilliant mistake or two."Beer Bottle Mama" - Andy Reynolds"Ich steh an deiner Krippe hier" - Orchester des Bayerischen"Free Up" - Chris Tambu Herbert"The Lovecats" - The Cure"Backstabbers" - The O'Jays"The Long Run" - The Eagles"The Fat Man" - Fats Domino"Fantasy" - Earth, Wind &amp; </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3574853875814268858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=3574853875814268858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/3574853875814268858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/3574853875814268858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/07/lab-shuffle.html' title='Lab Shuffle'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-1479311611479496212</id><published>2007-07-28T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T11:57:34.281-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>I've Been Working Too Long</title><summary type='text'>I have been working non-stop to the point I don't know what day it is.  I showed up at the marble counter this morning thinking I was on time.  But there was no supervisor or superJenn.Of course, I flipped out.  And, nobody goes nuts like I do.  I immediately thought I missed the memo about the place being fumigated and any minute, men in white haz-mat suits were about to gas me to death.  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1479311611479496212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=1479311611479496212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/1479311611479496212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/1479311611479496212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/07/ive-been-working-too-long.html' title='I&apos;ve Been Working Too Long'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-7213524547033129442</id><published>2007-07-25T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T04:38:35.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out to Lab</title><summary type='text'>I'm in the studio/lab working. As well as shooting rolls of 35mm film, I documented my movements and progress with my digital camera. I'll be absent for a while.My stomach is in knots. I really like my digital pictures. But, I'm praying to the photo gods that they are NOT better than my black &amp; white prints.Click link below  For your viewing pleasure</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7213524547033129442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=7213524547033129442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/7213524547033129442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/7213524547033129442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/07/out-to-lab.html' title='Out to Lab'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/RqdetI8RvEI/AAAAAAAAAFk/YZEwEhe4GGU/s72-c/TheEYE.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-581139195057346981</id><published>2007-07-24T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T05:22:30.777-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>Excuse me, Sir, there's a Spider in my keyboard</title><summary type='text'>Arachnida In the Machine I have one of those white and clear plastic keyboards.  The kind that catches, and more importantly, displays every crumb, dust particle and random staple on it's tray. Yesterday morning, I was surprised to see one of the crumbs moving. As I had just wiped the night from my eyes, I couldn't rely on what I was seeing. I tipped up the board, and, yes, a tiny arachnid had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/581139195057346981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=581139195057346981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/581139195057346981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/581139195057346981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/07/excuse-me-sir-theres-spider-in-my.html' title='Excuse me, Sir, there&apos;s a Spider in my keyboard'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/RqYEg48RvDI/AAAAAAAAAFc/6uwGJaMx4qQ/s72-c/More+Than+Ever...' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-4265871754783360345</id><published>2007-07-22T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T07:02:29.014-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The House'/><title type='text'>The first spire</title><summary type='text'>I will create a bunch of spires like this for the roof of Baba La-La's house.  Maybe the eyeball will make it into the finished product, maybe not.  The size, shape and color of the spires should vary.  Get on your horsy,  Ride day and night,  Let the people know,  No need to fright:   THE SHRINKY DINKS ARE COMING!!  THE SHRINKY DINKS ARE COMING!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4265871754783360345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=4265871754783360345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/4265871754783360345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/4265871754783360345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/07/first-spire.html' title='The first spire'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/RqOKTo8RvBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/tChP9moNZ9o/s72-c/Spire+%231+before+finishing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-6805458957297834162</id><published>2007-07-22T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T07:02:29.014-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The House'/><title type='text'>Rapunzastiltsken - How to turn plastic into yarn</title><summary type='text'>     Lay a plastic bag down flat.  Handles should be to the right.  Cut off the bottom of the bag so you get rid of the seam.   Tightly roll up bag like sushi.   Cut up roll.  Try to keep widths uniform.   Unravel your sliced mini-rolls.  Snip them free so they have two ends.   Tie your ends together to create continuous "yarn."   Spin the "yarn" around your hand to form skein. TIPS: I found the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6805458957297834162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=6805458957297834162' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/6805458957297834162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/6805458957297834162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/07/rapunzastiltsken-how-to-turn-plastic.html' title='Rapunzastiltsken - How to turn plastic into yarn'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/RqOHPY8Ru8I/AAAAAAAAAEc/NbxGuPBywmA/s72-c/WholeBag.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-9013954318821586731</id><published>2007-07-22T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T07:26:39.096-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Seen&quot; things'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Seen" things - 7/21/07On the T, from Charles to Museum of Fine Arts    elderly woman in a muumuu, wig, dark socks and white sneakers   tall man in a preppy madras blazer with a New Wave shock of bleached hair   two men together, dissimilar in features yet in matching green shirts   a beautiful madonna with a limp   two cackling women, one of whom should have given up a seat for the limping </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/9013954318821586731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=9013954318821586731' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/9013954318821586731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/9013954318821586731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/07/seen-things-72107-on-t-from-charles-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/RqNDQ48Ru7I/AAAAAAAAAEU/PEg96T8kPN0/s72-c/HolgaBPLCopley2ex.pdf' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-3054805160069453412</id><published>2007-07-21T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T07:02:29.014-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The House'/><title type='text'>Could this be a familiar?</title><summary type='text'>For certain types of travel, the less flesh, the better.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3054805160069453412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=3054805160069453412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/3054805160069453412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/3054805160069453412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/07/could-this-be-familiar.html' title='Could this be a familiar?'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/RqHnB48Ru2I/AAAAAAAAADs/Ufx55Pe06Tw/s72-c/Swimming+in+light.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-3861416303048397306</id><published>2007-07-19T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T07:26:39.096-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Seen&quot; things'/><title type='text'>"Seen" things - 7/18/07</title><summary type='text'>Linda Gregg wrote a great essay about the craft of poetry. It's called "The Art of Finding," and it can be found on the website, www.poets.org. She teaches poetry where she's "astonished...to find how many poets are nearly blind to the physical world." She makes her students keep a journal of things they have seen. She describes that in the beginning of this exercise, her students see in three </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3861416303048397306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=3861416303048397306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/3861416303048397306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/3861416303048397306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/07/seen-things-71807.html' title='&quot;Seen&quot; things - 7/18/07'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/RqAv4i7sP-I/AAAAAAAAADk/X7EeFBuXux8/s72-c/Holga+%233+1-20-07' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-941203112694016897</id><published>2007-07-17T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T07:02:29.014-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The House'/><title type='text'>Bendy Thoughts</title><summary type='text'>Inspiration for this room came from a book of images I pasted together when I was a devotee of all magazines related to interior design. I didn't want to get too fancy as I don't draw, but merely doodle. The face around Ms. La-La's window is based on a fabulous fireplace that exists somewhere in the world. The real-life fireplace's visage could be a beast or the anthropomorphization of the North </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/941203112694016897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=941203112694016897' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/941203112694016897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/941203112694016897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/07/inspiration-for-this-room-came-from.html' title='Bendy Thoughts'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/Rpyu6S7sP9I/AAAAAAAAADc/yXemeYdjNAI/s72-c/Main+Room+-Crystal+Face.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-8588915892161613466</id><published>2007-07-15T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T07:02:29.014-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The House'/><title type='text'>Please, Step Into Her Parlour</title><summary type='text'>BaBa La-La exists in two worlds. No particular reason commands this duality; it just is. Left to her own devices, Ms. La-La would live in a treetop among swaying branches and dance with her cousins, the Four Winds. She would bat her lashes at the stars and hum with the planets, but still would gossip with spiders and squirrels through her tree trunk with its roots firmly planted in the ground. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8588915892161613466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=8588915892161613466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/8588915892161613466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/8588915892161613466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/07/please-step-into-her-parlour.html' title='Please, Step Into Her Parlour'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/RpqkXi7sP6I/AAAAAAAAADE/arDu6rPlQLE/s72-c/Bookshelf+Askew.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-8778015759896627772</id><published>2007-07-14T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T14:56:11.430-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Report'/><title type='text'>Biblio Aside July 14, 2007</title><summary type='text'>Happy Bastille Day! I just finished reading The Bloody Chamber, by Angela Carter. The book fortuitously came to my attention while I manned a marble counter last Saturday. The cover's wailing maiden in a tower caught my eye. Perusing the description, I discerned that the author was reclaiming the female perspective in fairy tales. Instead of helpless and incognizant victims, her versions would be</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8778015759896627772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=8778015759896627772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/8778015759896627772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/8778015759896627772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/07/biblio-aside-july-14-2007.html' title='Biblio Aside July 14, 2007'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/Rpjbsy7sP5I/AAAAAAAAAC8/H5RxWQ_RZms/s72-c/HappyKingdomVeiled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-6752198706642439001</id><published>2007-07-12T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T14:56:39.031-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>Randomly Seeking Drunken Penguin</title><summary type='text'>This is lifted from an outrageous message I sent in 2005.  Top 10 DestinationsAccording to (2005) tripadvisor.com:       1.    Venice, Italy2.    Agra, India3.    Tulum, Mexico4.    Grand Canyon, USA5.    Luxor, Egypt6.    St. Petersburg, Russia7.    Great Barrier Reef, Australia8.    Galapagos Islands, Ecuador9.    Siem Reap, Cambodia10.    Machu Picchu, Peru  Top ten destinations Spinner has </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6752198706642439001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=6752198706642439001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/6752198706642439001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/6752198706642439001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/07/randomly-seeking-drunken-penguin.html' title='Randomly Seeking Drunken Penguin'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-4636186289025013641</id><published>2007-07-11T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T07:02:29.014-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The House'/><title type='text'>More Make-Believe Pillows</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4636186289025013641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=4636186289025013641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/4636186289025013641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/4636186289025013641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/07/more-make-believe-pillows.html' title='More Make-Believe Pillows'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/RpVnDSq_hjI/AAAAAAAAACU/jPWglpx7aGk/s72-c/Make+believe+pillow+%232' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-8675246635209869386</id><published>2007-07-11T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T07:02:29.015-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The House'/><title type='text'>Make-Believe Pillows</title><summary type='text'> Having lion AND ostrich legs, Baba La-La doesn't quite fit into chairs. She prefers to hunker down in a pile of pillows. She's been known to snooze in her bathtub as well.Suddenly, I became a seamstress. I'm an excellent dishwasher; I scrub porcelain until it sings; my Dyson and I have just celebrated our first anniversary; and, of course, I cook and mix concoctions. All of the other finer </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8675246635209869386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=8675246635209869386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/8675246635209869386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/8675246635209869386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/07/make-believe-pillows.html' title='Make-Believe Pillows'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/RpVl6iq_hhI/AAAAAAAAACE/43MrFBdBEkI/s72-c/Make+believe+pillow+%231' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-5193595525402065299</id><published>2007-07-11T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T14:55:51.773-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>Little Ms. Epistle</title><summary type='text'>I love to exchange letters. It's a more civilized way to communicate. Phones, be they land-lines or those infernal cells, are entirely too abrupt. In theory, no matter what I may be doing--ablutions, studying, binding of spells, or taking in the wisdom of Master Shake, Meatwad, and Fryman--I have to drop my task and obey the summons of that dratted ring. In practice, I can ignore a ringing phone </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/5193595525402065299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=5193595525402065299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/5193595525402065299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/5193595525402065299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/07/little-ms-epistle.html' title='Little Ms. Epistle'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/RpTP2yq_hVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/RXkoC0IK9Kk/s72-c/emboss+sphere+dairy:shrimp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164420298602134316.post-2442622380443049842</id><published>2007-07-09T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T07:02:29.015-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The House'/><title type='text'>Start the Grand Tour</title><summary type='text'> This summer was supposed to be all about sin. I wanted to explore how one culture could perceive a certain trait as a weakness, and another culture could take it and turn it into a strength. The first thread was the language of blues women and their pride and satisfaction in being "evil." Most people wouldn't want such a reputation. But, in my world, "evil" means not only strength and power, but</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2442622380443049842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164420298602134316&amp;postID=2442622380443049842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/2442622380443049842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164420298602134316/posts/default/2442622380443049842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babalalashouse.blogspot.com/2007/07/start-grand-tour.html' title='Start the Grand Tour'/><author><name>Spinner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07459607433735308228</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cWW7XpAsMXg/RpNvmCq_hUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/6NQ9tlxR96k/s72-c/BabaLaLa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
