<?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-5939425</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:48:25.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blending Out of the Connecticulture</title><subtitle type='html'>Uprooted from Florida, planted in Connecticut... will I bloom?  Or will I wilt in the freezing cold of winter?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>803</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112372197617900068</id><published>2005-08-10T19:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T19:59:36.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My blog is now located at www.christianstella.com.Please change bookmarks and links accordingly!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112372197617900068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112372197617900068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-blog-is-now-located-at-www.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112349125071313282</id><published>2005-08-08T03:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T03:54:11.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Do you know how long it took me to figure out the Tandy 1000 home computer?  Years.  Do you know how long it took me to figure out the old Macs they used in school?  To figure out just what I was supposed to do on Prodigy?  Then Windows 95 came along and AOL and all of that crap I had to figure out.  A few years later I was going to AOL keyword "My FTP Space" and I felt like I was a genius.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112349125071313282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112349125071313282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/08/do-you-know-how-long-it-took-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112335372773568237</id><published>2005-08-06T13:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T13:42:07.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's not that I have blog envy, it's just that I am obsessed with details.  It's not that this blog will no longer exist, it's that it will be making a move sometime soon.  Like many others, I am bidding farewell to Blogger in search of bigger and better and less whiny things.I knew that I was going to do something worthwhile with christianstella.com, some day.  I'll be relaunching my blog there </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112335372773568237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112335372773568237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/08/its-not-that-i-have-blog-envy-its-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112319205537678848</id><published>2005-08-04T16:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T16:47:35.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Elise's new painting.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112319205537678848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112319205537678848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/08/elises-new-painting_04.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112310555253823603</id><published>2005-08-03T16:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T16:45:52.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For the record, I slept thirteen hours last night.And now there is a new story over at Ribcage.We Can Forget About the AdobeNext week is BIG.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112310555253823603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112310555253823603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/08/for-record-i-slept-thirteen-hours-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112303849480805653</id><published>2005-08-02T22:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T22:08:14.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The signs all said, "Whitestone Bridge Delayed: Use Throgs Neck" and they looked like they meant it.  Then it's in the toll line for that very bridge--the Whitestone, that Anthony says, "Shit, I was supposed to get gas."The Jaguar, it tells you how many miles until you run out of gas.  At that moment, waiting to get onto a delayed bridge, the little screen said, "24 miles."Then that disappeared </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112303849480805653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112303849480805653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/08/signs-all-said-whitestone-bridge.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112296425597616843</id><published>2005-08-02T01:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T01:30:56.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Elise is almost finished with a new painting.  Her first painting since this...I suppose I'll have a picture of the new one (of which I'll keep a mystery) in the coming days.Now, I'm trying to convince her that her next painting should be an old man slumped in a chair and all over him are these little pods that you can't quite make out.  They're attached to his skin a hundred times over, these </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112296425597616843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112296425597616843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/08/elise-is-almost-finished-with-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112267914748736359</id><published>2005-07-29T18:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T18:20:49.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Received layout samples for Eating Stella Style from Simon and Schuster today.  Looks mostly like my father's last book.  There was a discussion over the ink color.  I think it was decided on black.  Yes, that would be standard--but the last book was blue text and I wasn't a very big fan of that.My name is on the title page.  I should take a photo.  I mean, it was supposed to be there and all, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112267914748736359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112267914748736359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/07/received-layout-samples-for-eating.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112260930086295547</id><published>2005-07-28T22:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T22:55:00.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112260930086295547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112260930086295547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post_28.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112250104149918915</id><published>2005-07-27T16:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T16:50:41.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There is a new story over at Ribcage today.This Cardboard MonsterWhatever you do, don't miss next week.  Unless I get really busy and can't make next week the next week I really want it to be, then you won't want to miss the week after next, but like I said, only if I can't come through next week.  Mostly, you should just remember to never miss any weeks.  Especially now.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112250104149918915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112250104149918915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/07/there-is-new-story-over-at-ribcage_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112242784428994194</id><published>2005-07-26T20:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T20:30:44.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>No shit.  Best fortune ever!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112242784428994194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112242784428994194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/07/no-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112241663213513126</id><published>2005-07-26T17:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T23:28:42.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Zija... Drink Life InSeeing as my comments box was spammed by the newest drinkable discovery of Mother Nature's nutrition, I thought I'd share my thoughts on Zija.The first thing I noticed about the new Zija brand green nutrition ooze is that it "Nourishes the eyes and brain." Wow, my eyes and brain have been waiting for just that. My current canned nutrition ooze Xena only nourishes my eyes with</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112241663213513126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112241663213513126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/07/zija_112241663213513126.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112241091831126171</id><published>2005-07-26T15:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T15:49:52.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Q-Tip Liabilities or rather, Cotton Swab CowardessDoes anyone else read the packaging of cotton swabs?  I read every brand that end up in the cabinet, I swear.  I'm always looking for one thing, for it to suggest swabbing ear wax with them.  They just won't say it.  According to these packages, cotton swabs are so damn practical in so many ways that they can't even be counted.Pet care, baby care,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112241091831126171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112241091831126171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/07/q-tip-liabilities-or-rather-cotton.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112235101920837322</id><published>2005-07-25T23:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T23:10:19.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So we are going to be putting together this special edition DVD of our second film, The Robert Cake.  (The our stands for Queequeg Films, of which I am a Visa Platinum Card carrying member of. I am also, according to that card, a contractor, worthy of a silver hammer emblazened across plastic.) Now Ryan, who played Robert, who dies and is then creamated and is then baked into a delicious </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112235101920837322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112235101920837322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/07/so-we-are-going-to-be-putting-together.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112232510588371004</id><published>2005-07-25T15:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T15:58:25.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Exactly what part of FedEx stands for Express?On Elise's birthday I ordered her a Swatch and had no other option on their site, but to ship it FedEx.  In my experience Priority Mail has been not only cheaper, but far faster.Here is my tracking information...Ship date -  Jul 19, 2005 	Estimated delivery -  Jul 26, 2005Jul 19, 2005  	 7:55 PM 				Arrived at FedEx location   				SOUTH HACKENSACK, NJ</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112232510588371004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112232510588371004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/07/exactly-what-part-of-fedex-stands-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112221977192155910</id><published>2005-07-24T10:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T10:42:51.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gasp!  The title of my blog changed.  Now, then... what the heck do I call this come September?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112221977192155910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112221977192155910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/07/gasp-title-of-my-blog-changed.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112216161525890102</id><published>2005-07-23T18:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T16:42:39.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The big news is that I lowered the price of the Ribcage book dramatically.  Lopped off most of my royalty and Lulu's as well.  Because the bigger the royalty you make, the bigger cut Lulu adds to the price as well.  So smaller royalty for me, equals smaller royalty for them, equals far cheaper book!  I'd rather sell the book in higher volume than to only my diehard fans at an inflated price.  At </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112216161525890102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112216161525890102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/07/big-news-is-that-i-lowered-price-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112214576398120353</id><published>2005-07-23T14:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T14:09:24.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm feeling really good about my book right now, but when am I not?  I'm feeling better than ever is a better statement.I think it's because things are quiet.  Real quiet.  All that surface stuff, all the television and magazines and all of that is just dust settling in the basement of my life.  We did some television, some photo shoots but it was all for other countries.  Completely disconnected</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112214576398120353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112214576398120353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/07/im-feeling-really-good-about-my-book.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112208300911507274</id><published>2005-07-22T20:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T20:43:29.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We did a good deed, you see.  When our new neighbor came to the door of our new house and explained that he would be out of town for a couple of days and needed our help, of course we obliged.You see, he's expecting a computer to be delivered by UPS sometime soon, and he asks us to receive it and keep it in our house until he's back.  Easy enough.So he puts a sign on his door explaining that his </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112208300911507274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112208300911507274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/07/we-did-good-deed-you-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112205139956978850</id><published>2005-07-22T11:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T11:56:39.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If anybody that ordered my book receives a cover with the line continuing after the point of the arrow, let me know. I'll have Lulu send you out another book. The line is kind of like a Golden Ticket, except that it's actually an ugly mistake.I received my first copy of the book and realized that a black border was visible around the edge of the cover, even though I thought it would be outside of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112205139956978850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112205139956978850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/07/if-anybody-that-ordered-my-book.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112197914442654913</id><published>2005-07-21T15:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T15:52:24.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You know, something I've been forgetting to mention on here--something I found out about a few weeks back is that I am playing on TVs at every Wal-Mart in the country.My mother was shopping and she saw it.  The "interstitial" that Food Network filmed where my father and I blend up a slushee in a 45 second public service announcement for "Cooking With Your Kids!"  Food Network actually paid me for</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112197914442654913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112197914442654913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/07/you-know-something-ive-been-forgetting.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112193099994223050</id><published>2005-07-21T02:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T15:25:21.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I guess I'm supposed to protect people here, on these pages.  I'm supposed to spruce them up or tone them down or make them magical.  I'm not supposed to talk about who I've slept with or what they said to me before.But by "slept" I mean pillows with heads resting on them and maybe some embarrassing snores or a wandering foot.  My sexual exploits are far less interesting than my I'm a boy and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112193099994223050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112193099994223050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-guess-im-supposed-to-protect-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112190870066019218</id><published>2005-07-20T20:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T20:18:20.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There is a new story over at Ribcage.Needles</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112190870066019218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112190870066019218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/07/there-is-new-story-over-at-ribcage_20.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112179715352652931</id><published>2005-07-19T12:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T23:12:21.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BIG LONG FURNISHING POST Yesterday was Elise's twentieth birthday, you know. So I thought the best thing for us to do was... furnish the apartment that we can't move into until September 10th.Sunday night, it was Target.   Now then, IKEA was some great mystery to me, let me tell you.  Sure I'd seen a bunch of their stuff explode in Fight Club as a statement against consumerism, but I had no idea </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112179715352652931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112179715352652931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/07/big-long-furnishing-post-yesterday-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112170725522701258</id><published>2005-07-18T12:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T23:21:56.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The chapters I cut from my book yesterday have been titled, Things You Can't Give Up and posted as a free download at my Lulu storefront.Gotta go to Ikea and Cracker Barrel now.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112170725522701258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112170725522701258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/07/chapters-i-cut-from-my-book-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112169702690786298</id><published>2005-07-18T09:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T10:15:56.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HOORAY!My brother made a new cartoon!That link is in Quicktime format, so you know.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112169702690786298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112169702690786298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/07/hooray-my-brother-made-new-cartoon.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112162806438402338</id><published>2005-07-17T14:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T14:21:04.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Though copyediting on my father's book is around the corner, today I've finally put my nose back into my non-fiction book.  Finally, finally, finally.First order of business was--I cut 27 pages.  27 pages for now anyway.  Who knows what else is doomed?  I fear that every time I make a change to this book it becomes less "saleable."  But I only fear that because it's getting better.  It's getting </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112162806438402338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112162806438402338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/07/though-copyediting-on-my-fathers-book.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112152906460882415</id><published>2005-07-16T10:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T10:51:09.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay... so I probably shouldn't be so straight up with my thoughts on Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, seeing as the writer of the movie is only one link removed from my blog, BUT... I have to say something.  (The writer - John August links to David Anaxagoaras, who links to me and vice versa.)So, my apologies David.Charlie and the Chocolate Factory existed on screen.  That's for sure.  The </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112152906460882415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112152906460882415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/07/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112149017717117216</id><published>2005-07-16T00:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T00:02:57.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>950 sq. feet.  Vaulted ceilings, fireplace, solarium (instead of the balcony pictured)... It's ours.  September 10th move-in date.  Solid.  Sealed.  Done.  I feel good.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112149017717117216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112149017717117216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/07/950-sq.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112139370016998551</id><published>2005-07-14T21:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T16:45:24.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The book is beautiful.  The book is for sale.  Here.Ribcage: Volume 17.5 x 7.5 inches, slightly shorter than the average trade paperback, but far wider.Full color, glossy cover145 pagesSharp (oh, so sharp) black text on a high grade light cream paper.Includes an introduction written specifically for this volume, all 53 Ribcage stories to date and one new story exclusive only to the book... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112139370016998551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112139370016998551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/07/book-is-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112139274986662307</id><published>2005-07-14T20:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T20:59:09.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sexy, sexy book shots.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112139274986662307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112139274986662307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/07/sexy-sexy-book-shots.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112130915746073836</id><published>2005-07-13T21:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T21:45:57.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There is a new story over at Ribcage, but I didn't need to tell you that.{ ribcage pt. ii }Splitting Ribcage into volumes has really allowed me to wrap my head around the project as a whole.  With three volumes planned, today is officially the start of the middle.The first volume's reoccurring theme was being comfortable within habits and routines and an overall lack of change.The rest of this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112130915746073836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112130915746073836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/07/there-is-new-story-over-at-ribcage-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112124103721433940</id><published>2005-07-13T02:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T02:50:37.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What have people been searching on Google, only to find my blog?Dennis Leary Hair StylistFucking in the GrainfieldMy heart stopped.  It just stopped beating.Dean Cain Photo ShootDisgusting sex imagesMichael Jackson tickling other people's feet</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112124103721433940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112124103721433940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-have-people-been-searching-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112124039290841224</id><published>2005-07-13T02:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T02:40:45.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I should have probably mentioned Stella by now, but it seems I have not.Maybe this has not caught your eye  because you do not share a last name with the title, but Comedy Central's Stella is a revelation, I say!This show makes me proud everytime I sign my name.  Makes me feel real generous.  There's plenty of the name Stella to go around.This is the biggest thing to happen to my last name </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112124039290841224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112124039290841224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/07/so-i-should-have-probably-mentioned.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112106311962790227</id><published>2005-07-11T01:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T01:25:19.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ribcage: Volume 1I don't mean to be a tease, but I finished the first Ribcage book today. Here is a very small picture of the front and back cover design. (with the spine of the book in between)I've ordered a proof copy today, so once that arrives and I've had a chance to check for printing errors, I'll put it up for sale. Less than a week, hopefully. That is, unless the book I receive is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112106311962790227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112106311962790227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/07/ribcage-volume-1-i-dont-mean-to-be_11.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112101045733213833</id><published>2005-07-10T10:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T10:50:10.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Maybe I don't have to tell you that movies have been less than rewarding for the past year now. I've been waiting for the next Garden State, the next Sideways, the next Napolean Dynamite even! Now, finally there is SOMETHING.Friday night we all went to the local arthouse to see "Me and You and Everyone We Know" knowing very little about it beforehand. It was surprisingly raunchy, but beautiful </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112101045733213833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112101045733213833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/07/maybe-i-dont-have-to-tell-you-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112076782530822882</id><published>2005-07-07T15:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T15:23:45.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tomorrow my bank account is bloated, but we still can't make Florida happen until September.  I'll blame that on the real estate market the news has told me so much about.My brother was living in a three bedroom two years ago for $850 a month, today that same place charges $1050.  Everything went up by two hundred dollars.But that's okay.  It's even okay that I'm gearing up to pay $900 for a ONE </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112076782530822882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112076782530822882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/07/tomorrow-my-bank-account-is-bloated.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112069326645972363</id><published>2005-07-06T18:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T18:41:06.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There is a new story over at Ribcage today, as well as two new illustrations that Elise just finished.Just a friendly reminder.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112069326645972363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112069326645972363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/07/there-is-new-story-over-at-ribcage.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112062816291201969</id><published>2005-07-06T00:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T00:36:02.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The details of my day are far too drawn out to draw in their entirety, but the important thing is--The cat has been castrated.  He did not get a lollipop.  Also, he had ear mites, which I believe the vets invented as a way to tack on additional treatments for something you haven't noticed and cannot see.I got this free sample of cat food that is specifically designed for neutered cats.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112062816291201969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112062816291201969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/07/details-of-my-day-are-far-too-drawn.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112057949290902473</id><published>2005-07-05T11:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T11:04:52.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My father's book is the number one cookbook in Germany, according to Amazon.de.  I guess that German television piece must have aired!  And the book is in English!  Strange.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112057949290902473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112057949290902473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-fathers-book-is-number-one-cookbook.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112053787774594063</id><published>2005-07-04T23:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T23:31:17.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The cat is officially fasting in accordance with the vet.  Tomorrow, parts of him will meet their fate.  Not a second too soon, I swear.This morning, I awoke to find that he had peed on a crate, on the floor twice (of which three shoes were sitting in), on the blanket I have draped over a box that is serving as a temporary TV stand, my shoulder bag that I carry everywhere and on Elise's suitcase.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112053787774594063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112053787774594063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/07/cat-is-officially-fasting-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112034243388845688</id><published>2005-07-02T17:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T17:13:53.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There are two loosely related short shorts over at Ribcage today!  The Redemption of BottlesThe Ivy of the Mind GrowsI was going to go for a third, but I need to concentrate on this upcoming Wednesday's story and making sure that it's heading in the right direction as far as my master plan is concerned.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112034243388845688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112034243388845688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/07/there-are-two-loosely-related-short.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112032359436684495</id><published>2005-07-02T11:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T11:59:54.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Woke up this morning to the cat pissing on the box of all my best books.  So much for keeping my stuff packed for Florida.  It splashed and hit another box, so both were swifty emptied.  Male cat pee is galactic, I swear.  I cleaned the floor with soapy water, then rubbing alcohol, then Arm &amp; Hammer cat box deodorizer diluted with water, then the Swiffer Wet Jet.  Still not sure if that killed </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112032359436684495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112032359436684495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/07/woke-up-this-morning-to-cat-pissing-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112009521757623897</id><published>2005-06-29T20:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T20:33:37.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ribcage will be updated Saturday this week.  I've had no time to even think about a story.  Now, I'm trying to get this apartment business straightened out.  Tomorrow I have to make an appointment to get the cat neutered.  Then it's War of the Worlds, baby!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112009521757623897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112009521757623897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/ribcage-will-be-updated-saturday-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112006534267623472</id><published>2005-06-29T12:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T12:15:42.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kitchen and beautiful stove/grill.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112006534267623472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112006534267623472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/kitchen-and-beautiful-stovegrill.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112006525453575519</id><published>2005-06-29T12:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T12:14:14.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112006525453575519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112006525453575519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post_29.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112006518507663207</id><published>2005-06-29T12:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T12:13:05.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The other part of the living room.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112006518507663207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112006518507663207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/other-part-of-living-room.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112006514982158395</id><published>2005-06-29T12:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T12:12:29.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Part of the living room.  No couches yet.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112006514982158395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112006514982158395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/part-of-living-room.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112006506432012694</id><published>2005-06-29T12:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T12:11:04.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A hot tub.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112006506432012694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112006506432012694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/hot-tub.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112006495233405887</id><published>2005-06-29T12:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T12:09:55.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Our beautiful make-shift door, so that Sedna can't escape and dogs can't eat Sedna. We'll probably have to live with this until we move to Florida.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112006495233405887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112006495233405887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/our-beautiful-make-shift-door-so-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112006488702370406</id><published>2005-06-29T12:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T12:08:07.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Look at how tiny my computer looks in this gigantic room.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112006488702370406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112006488702370406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/look-at-how-tiny-my-computer-looks-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112006480700869097</id><published>2005-06-29T12:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T12:06:47.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The room that Elise and I are in until we move to Florida.  The Family/Game room when we move out.  That futon is the size of a full bed... this room is gigantic.  Too bright though.  From a windowless basement to skylights!  Ack.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112006480700869097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112006480700869097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/room-that-elise-and-i-are-in-until-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-112006456791619173</id><published>2005-06-29T12:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T12:02:47.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As if finishing my father's book and moving in the same day weren't enough... I got Chicken Pox.  Actually, the FINAL manuscript of the book is entirely finished and sent off to the publisher, ninety percent of our stuff is in the new house now and those aren't really Chicken Pox.  Those are bug bites.  These little gnat looking things that didn't feel like they were biting, but the truth was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112006456791619173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/112006456791619173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/as-if-finishing-my-fathers-book-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111992472895027256</id><published>2005-06-27T21:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T21:12:57.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nevermind, I found the perfect apartment.  A 2 bedroom/2 bath in kissimmee that you can see here!Look at how beautiful it is!  Just like a Kincaid painting, it's so picturesque!  See...Yes, that's the actual picture they have attached to their rental.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111992472895027256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111992472895027256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/nevermind-i-found-perfect-apartment.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111992045937458599</id><published>2005-06-27T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T20:00:59.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wednesday is the very final deadline for my father's book.  Tomorrow, we're moving.  E and I are only half-packed.  Balancing the book deadline and moving is a nightmare that I do not wish upon anyone.  Another nightmare--the apartment market in Florida.  We called six places today--no vacancies.  The one we've been banking on has no washer and dryer connections, which is a potential disaster for</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111992045937458599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111992045937458599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/wednesday-is-very-final-deadline-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111962468438430061</id><published>2005-06-24T09:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T09:51:24.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Started packing last night.  The least important things.  My book collection, dvd collection.  Everything that will remain packed through the move down the road, then down the country.Speaking of Florida.  Is there anything that doesn't require a down-payment anymore?  How in the hell do "normal" kids move out of their parent's house?Apartment Feesapplication feereservation feenon-refundable </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111962468438430061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111962468438430061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/started-packing-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111948577496165479</id><published>2005-06-22T19:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T19:16:15.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There is a new story over at Ribcage...Claustrophobia on Cocoa BeachThe next few months should be very interesting for Emily and Jonathon.  This week's story officially begins a plot-line that I've been kicking around for some time.  That's all I'll say though.My family is moving on Tuesday, which means that I have to re-edit and approve Simon and Schuster's edits on my father's entire 275 page </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111948577496165479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111948577496165479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/there-is-new-story-over-at-ribcage.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111924818783986720</id><published>2005-06-20T01:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T01:16:27.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I decided to do a little social experiment.  You see, this site Hot or Not allows you to post a picture for random stranger's honest ratings.So I went ahead and did just that.  Only I did it twice.Once, a before picture from when I weighed 240 pounds.  I had already lost 60ish pounds by that time, mind you.And the second photo is a current one.Currently... the before picture is a 3.2 out of 10.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111924818783986720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111924818783986720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-decided-to-do-little-social.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111920822592118766</id><published>2005-06-19T13:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T14:10:25.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>At some point you have to accept that the program you write in to update your blog is now more out of date than Blogger's own updating webpage.  It's probably the point at which you spend an hour and a half writing a massive post and then Jeremy's sister plugs her hairdryer in and blows the circut.  When that happens, you remember that Blogger can now recover unfinished posts.  So hello Blogger, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111920822592118766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111920822592118766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/at-some-point-you-have-to-accept-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111912631501486436</id><published>2005-06-18T15:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T15:45:12.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Elise just finished this painting of a bird being sucked into a tea kettle. It is the first time she's worked on a canvas, actually. This is a photo I took on my crappy digital camera, but we'll hopefully get her paintings scanned in by some big scanner someday.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111912631501486436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111912631501486436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/elise-just-finished-this-painting-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111881756780096559</id><published>2005-06-15T01:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T01:39:27.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There will be no last minute dash to the deadline finish line this week.There is a new Ribcage story up, right now.  Boy is that refreshing.  So that's what those other six days of the week besides Wednesday are for!  Writing a story that you then post on Wednesday, instead of not writing a story and freaking out on Wednesday.Anyway, I hope you enjoy.  This week's story is titled, Ms./Mrs./Mizz E</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111881756780096559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111881756780096559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/there-will-be-no-last-minute-dash-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111881707847378585</id><published>2005-06-15T01:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T01:31:18.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111881707847378585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111881707847378585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post_15.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111878108537513501</id><published>2005-06-14T15:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T15:33:04.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I took my own photo shoot of Elise today. Then Frank Veronsky upstaged me and threw Elise into a couple of the shots of the family, because Frank was awesome.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111878108537513501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111878108537513501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-took-my-own-photo-shoot-of-elise.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111878110960559650</id><published>2005-06-14T15:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T15:31:49.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111878110960559650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111878110960559650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post_111878110960559650.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111878098342694556</id><published>2005-06-14T15:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T15:29:43.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111878098342694556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111878098342694556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post_14.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111878096629150148</id><published>2005-06-14T15:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T15:29:26.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I can't tell you what these Disney characters are so afraid of.  If I did, you'd be locked in the same horrible expressions.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111878096629150148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111878096629150148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-cant-tell-you-what-these-disney.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111878090851617154</id><published>2005-06-14T15:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T15:28:28.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We had the photo shoot for the cover of the book today.  All went fantastically well.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111878090851617154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111878090851617154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/we-had-photo-shoot-for-cover-of-book.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111858852570350660</id><published>2005-06-12T10:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T10:02:05.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, Tuesday we're going to be photographed by the guy that photographed Evanescence's album cover.Frank Veronsky is doing the cover of my father's new book.  He'll also be taking a portrait of the family.  Another free family portrait by a famous photographer!  Who else can say that their family portrait was taken by a man that's photographed Shakira, Scott Stapp, Christopher Reeves, Nelly, Lewis</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111858852570350660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111858852570350660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/so-tuesday-were-going-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111842542853017813</id><published>2005-06-10T12:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T12:43:50.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If I could write this well, how great my sleep would be.  These lyrics are better than most fiction, most poetry.The Trapeze Swingerby Iron &amp; WinePlease remember me, happilyBy the rosebush laughingWith bruises on my chin, the time whenWe counted every black car passingYour house beneath the hill, and up untilSomeone caught us in the kitchenWith maps, a mountain range, a piggy bankA vision too </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111842542853017813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111842542853017813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/if-i-could-write-this-well-how-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111830046428521431</id><published>2005-06-09T02:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T02:01:04.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, so... I missed my deadline tonight.  First time ever.  But you should see how many visitors I get from California!  Hmm... this is what happens when I'm grocery shopping at eleven at night instead of writing a story.That said, there is a new story over at Ribcage now!Elise said that I should write about something that I've never touched on before.  Umm, I think I've met that criteria quite </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111830046428521431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111830046428521431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/okay-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111819242873428773</id><published>2005-06-07T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T20:00:28.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Now that the German television filming and today's photo shoot are over, Elise and I decided to give each other haircuts in the backyard.  There, where the hair could fall and mingle with the grass.  The good news is... I have a neck again.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111819242873428773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111819242873428773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/now-that-german-television-filming-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111819222883313168</id><published>2005-06-07T19:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T19:57:08.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Setting up the photo shoot for an English Magazine today.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111819222883313168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111819222883313168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/setting-up-photo-shoot-for-english.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111816764472965293</id><published>2005-06-07T13:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T13:07:24.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had four hours of sleep, awoke to my brother saying, "The photographer is here."  This is the worst way to wake up.  I had all of ten minutes to get dressed and ready to be photographed for a magazine.Photographed six hundred times.It felt like the scene in Lost in Translation, with the photographer asking me to hold a strawberry up to my face.  No, not like I'm going to eat it, but like I'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111816764472965293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111816764472965293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-had-four-hours-of-sleep-awoke-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111812343979773343</id><published>2005-06-07T00:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T00:50:39.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111812343979773343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111812343979773343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111811749980924447</id><published>2005-06-06T23:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T23:11:39.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think that this stuff is getting easier.  The television stuff, I mean.  They tell me, "Don't turn your back to the camera," and I'm nodding because I know.  They start asking their questions and I know to answer in the form of a statement, because it's one of those pieces where the edit out the interviewer.They ask me, "What was it like being overweight in school?" and they don't want me to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111811749980924447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111811749980924447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-think-that-this-stuff-is-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111800708252494148</id><published>2005-06-05T16:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T16:31:22.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>House Centipede drowned in Sedna's water dish today.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111800708252494148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111800708252494148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/house-centipede-drowned-in-sednas.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111798436950581669</id><published>2005-06-05T10:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T10:16:32.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Reviews of New Candy That I Have Not and Will Never Taste...Sweet-Tart-Like Baby Pacifiers by Candy Crate... 5lb bagWho asked for this?  Babies?  They're a choking hazard, so that's going to limit their market for pacifier shaped tiny tarts considerably.  As far as I can tell, their entire market is teens that are hocked up on E.  I'm going to give them the benefit of the doubt and assume that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111798436950581669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111798436950581669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/reviews-of-new-candy-that-i-have-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111789380189072089</id><published>2005-06-04T09:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T09:03:21.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Special Edition of How I've Been Googled.  Today, someone found my blog by searching...very young girls sneak fuckingWhy that brings me up, I do not know.  What that guy was looking for exactly, I don't quite understand.  Sneak fucking is a new term to me.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111789380189072089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111789380189072089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/special-edition-of-how-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111786453765660243</id><published>2005-06-04T00:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T00:56:21.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A written update on my written world...This book by a one Wendy McClure has thrown somewhat of a large wrench into my creative cogs.  You see, I'm Not the New Me, is seemingly brave and seemingly hilarious.  I say "seemingly" because I haven't quite read it yet.  But I did purchase it!  And we all know that upon purchasing, the book-skimming fairies give you some of the book's powers straight </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111786453765660243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111786453765660243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/written-update-on-my-written-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111786086827231229</id><published>2005-06-03T23:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T23:54:28.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As if this whole German television thing couldn't get any weirder...Well, we haven't been on television in a long time.  The whole family, I mean.  Elise hasn't been around for any big television shoots, you know.And now we're filming a whole bunch of material for that German news-magazine show Taff in Wild Oats Market... you know, where Elise works.She's off that day, but she'll be with us as a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111786086827231229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111786086827231229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/as-if-this-whole-german-television.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111785989336529455</id><published>2005-06-03T23:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T23:38:13.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's amazing what four strategically placed nails and some tape for support can do to keep everything electrical off of the ground and away from pissing cats.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111785989336529455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111785989336529455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/its-amazing-what-four-strategically.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111769859902114571</id><published>2005-06-02T02:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T02:50:23.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm watching World Poker Tour and Tom Everett Scott is on there and that's all and cool. He was the star of That Thing You Do and now I'm watching him play poker for a million dollars against that one poker guy that looks like Jesus.I've got one of my all-natural peanut butter and sugar-free jelly on gluten-free brown rice waffle sandwiches and I'm watching poker. So, yeah... life is good.I met </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111769859902114571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111769859902114571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-watching-world-poker-tour-and-tom.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111768912416480567</id><published>2005-06-02T00:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T00:12:04.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Have you seen these flowers?  Last seen in my front yard.  Now stolen.  The hole is still fresh people... let's nab this crook before he strikes again.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111768912416480567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111768912416480567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/have-you-seen-these-flowers-last-seen.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111768892162350216</id><published>2005-06-02T00:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T00:08:41.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm pre-approved for THIS many gas cards.  Sedna is pre-approved to lounge amongst my pre-approvals.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111768892162350216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111768892162350216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-pre-approved-for-this-many-gas.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111768880217010972</id><published>2005-06-02T00:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T00:06:42.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We're in the new issue of Looking Good NOW! Magazine.  See, it says "New" right up there in the corner.  In the bottom left corner is my father's yummy meal.  Bottom LEFT corner.  There's like 10 pages of us and my father's recipes in here, I swear.  As far as I know, this magazine is only found in Wal-Marts and was actually invented by the Enquirer (no joke) to sell to people as they are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111768880217010972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111768880217010972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/were-in-new-issue-of-looking-good-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111768845169905330</id><published>2005-06-02T00:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T00:00:51.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Looking Good NOW! Magazine.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111768845169905330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111768845169905330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/looking-good-now-magazine.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111768838763302023</id><published>2005-06-01T23:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T23:59:47.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Beyond the Sea is $19.99 at Shaws Supermarket, whatever Beyond the Sea is and wherever Shaws is at.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111768838763302023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111768838763302023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/beyond-sea-is-19.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111768828436067395</id><published>2005-06-01T23:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T23:58:04.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One of my father's recipes in Men's Fitness magazine.  See... my father's head is up their in the right corner.  Apparently, no one actually read in to who my father is and THEY decided to pair my father's food with grilled corn which is not low-carb in the least and brought my father's recipe up from 6 to 60-something carbs!  Hooray for making my family look bad!  We look like idiots!  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111768828436067395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111768828436067395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/one-of-my-fathers-recipes-in-mens.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111768796532149100</id><published>2005-06-01T23:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T23:52:45.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Patrick Dempsey made it onto the cover of TV Guide.  Wait, that has nothing to do with anything.  Apparently, I can't keep track of which magazines we're in and who is and isn't in my family anymore.  I was sure Patrick Dempsey was my father when I took the photo, but now I remember.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111768796532149100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111768796532149100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/patrick-dempsey-made-it-onto-cover-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111768774912014293</id><published>2005-06-01T23:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T23:49:09.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jeremy made it into the Norwalk Citizen-News for his performance in Bus Stop.  He also made it into the paper for looking questionably short in newspaper photographs.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111768774912014293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111768774912014293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/jeremy-made-it-into-norwalk-citizen.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111768764195643808</id><published>2005-06-01T23:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T23:47:21.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In case you haven't figured out, this is my week in review... in pictures.  This particular photo is of my father's recipe in The Wall Street Journal.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111768764195643808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111768764195643808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/in-case-you-havent-figured-out-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111768755427790190</id><published>2005-06-01T23:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T23:45:54.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Chuck Palahniuk wanted the room to smell like meat as he read his story about boiled human flesh.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111768755427790190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111768755427790190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/chuck-palahniuk-wanted-room-to-smell.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111768749026325572</id><published>2005-06-01T23:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T23:44:50.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I saw Chuck Palahniuk and all I got was this lousy photograph.  Well, and a t-bone air freshener.  Oh, and some damn enlightenment.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111768749026325572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111768749026325572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-saw-chuck-palahniuk-and-all-i-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111768397307887117</id><published>2005-06-01T22:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T22:48:09.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well you can't say that I missed my deadline!There is a new story over at Ribcage tonight.Stolen Hearts of the Guerilla GardenerAll of the stories within it are true.  Only one of them happened to us, of course.  Yes, that did happen to us.  No, not the part at the end with the car, but the bullshit part.  The guerilla gardener part.  Yes.  People are assholes, I swear.  Can't leave pretty </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111768397307887117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111768397307887117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/well-you-cant-say-that-i-missed-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111767240725799742</id><published>2005-06-01T19:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T19:33:27.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Somebody told me that today is Wednesday.  Shit.  I think I'll have a story.  I think before Thursday.Today was this other, far more important deadline... I feel swamped.Later, hopefully.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111767240725799742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111767240725799742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/06/somebody-told-me-that-today-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111737594054744569</id><published>2005-05-29T09:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T09:13:29.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>David Anaxagoras did a list of what people were Googling to get to his blog... I think I'll do the same...Alton Brown commercialsStarship Troppers Woo Hoo songPepto Bismol black tongueI ate mango skinChristian StellaSadly, the stats only go back 100 hits... so these are only the searches since yesterday.In other news, all three vehicles at this house have had a flat tire in the last month... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111737594054744569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111737594054744569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/05/david-anaxagoras-did-list-of-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111713639633323271</id><published>2005-05-26T14:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T20:11:05.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As of today, www.christianstella.com takes you here.  So if you always forgot the url to get here, that should be easier.  In the future, who knows what I'll do with it though.$5.19 a year for a domain name at GoDaddy.com, it's crazy.  They give you $5 off their normal price if you sign up for one of their services.  So I then signed up for their $2 traffic fact service and cancelled it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111713639633323271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111713639633323271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/05/as-of-today-www.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111709011148937383</id><published>2005-05-26T01:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T04:47:50.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes you think that things can't get any stranger and they do.We're going to be on German television, apparently.  The camera people will be coming to our house a week from Monday.  They'll be spending an entire day with us.Supposedly, it's a German show comparable to Dateline called, Taff.  You can check out their website here.  Though, the website is, of course, in German.Exploring their </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111709011148937383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111709011148937383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/05/sometimes-you-think-that-things-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111706206651044547</id><published>2005-05-25T18:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T21:39:27.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I actually did make my deadline today!There is a new story over at Ribcage.  Snails, I say.I'll talk about German television a bit later.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111706206651044547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111706206651044547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/05/another-wednesday.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5939425.post-111677105459970582</id><published>2005-05-22T09:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T09:13:46.693-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay... so everything I do is a secret.  So here is everything I'm doing that's not...Nothing.Hope all is well with you today.  All is well with me except for that I am sick-ish, that I haven't been getting much sleep and that I'm busy as all fuck.  Monday I'll feel better all around.Next Tuesday I'm going into the city to see Chuck Palahniuk.  This Wednesday is going to be a hard Ribcage story </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111677105459970582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5939425/posts/default/111677105459970582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://connecticulture.blogspot.com/2005/05/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Christian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17052396181512564515</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://members.aol.com/qquegchristian/coffeeavatar.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
