tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50416212024-03-07T17:59:58.987-07:00whispering a prayer in the fury of a storm"The child is in me still and sometimes not so still." - Fred Rogersrfinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01363416654362047513noreply@blogger.comBlogger506125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041621.post-77838522293990649402022-12-05T10:37:00.004-07:002022-12-05T10:40:34.622-07:00Torn Paper Snowscape <div style="text-align: left;"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%; display: inline; font-size: 12pt; text-size-adjust: 100%;">The preliminary design for this year’s holiday card includes these torn paper mountains and the caption, “Over the ground lies a mantle of white, a heaven of diamonds shine down through the night. ‘Winter Wonderland’ lyrics by Richard Bernhard Smith, 1901-1934”</span><img alt="https://drive.google.com/uc?export=view&id=1K-IpSBltj7UqP9R_A69B1cEBUrECG8Q1" height="461" src="https://drive.google.com/uc?export=view&id=1K-IpSBltj7UqP9R_A69B1cEBUrECG8Q1" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%; font-size: 12pt; height: auto; max-height: 80%; max-width: 80%; text-size-adjust: 100%; width: auto;" width="346" /></div>rfinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01363416654362047513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041621.post-59938388406088039642022-12-04T11:22:00.002-07:002022-12-04T11:22:42.422-07:00Re-reading "Show Your Work"<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjn2rRr45y4Yl1Mn1yO_5rkdQZq15ZC60Lt877s2AU0TRAzhaoQhpV6kbTsBIhDsGsuZZ7ksaqfbRB7WqG55jcZ9rxaq1Ah4FqRMyhrpXK7Htad6MLbJRIYt_afJxk7asbpOpVBqEa7AM7ulGKebbMnSbZn5-DL_yrH_q94o1UPPmI87TlQg/s4030/show.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3023" data-original-width="4030" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjn2rRr45y4Yl1Mn1yO_5rkdQZq15ZC60Lt877s2AU0TRAzhaoQhpV6kbTsBIhDsGsuZZ7ksaqfbRB7WqG55jcZ9rxaq1Ah4FqRMyhrpXK7Htad6MLbJRIYt_afJxk7asbpOpVBqEa7AM7ulGKebbMnSbZn5-DL_yrH_q94o1UPPmI87TlQg/s320/show.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Austin Kleon's "Show Your Work" has been sitting on my bookshelf for years. This morning I decided to re-read it. He encourages daily blogging and I realized I have this blog that I haven't used in years. So here's to the reviving of this blog. <p></p>rfinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01363416654362047513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041621.post-856841512879415412014-03-11T18:26:00.000-06:002014-03-11T19:08:50.152-06:00Life Mapping - Give it a TryWhat do you get when you cross a recovering journalist with a cartographer? In my case, you get a guy who compulsively makes maps that are aimed at telling stories. Now in truth, I’m no cartographer. But I am a recovering journalist, a former radio reporter. I loved finding and telling stories and I loved all the electronic magic that occurs in a radio station.<br />
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Not long after I left the news business more than 20 years ago, I discovered that a single piece of paper can become a remarkable Life Map. I also found that for me the mapping process was life changing. Behind a microphone I could reach thousands of people, but with pen and paper--just a single piece of paper--I could reach the one person I most needed reach, myself.<br />
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A life map can take many forms, and here's a simple one that you can make from an ordinary piece of copy paper. Fold it in half four times and you'll have a grid of 16 rectangles. Label them as follows:<br />
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Here are three items on my map, one each from my childhood, teens and fifties. As you read my stories, I hope you'll think of your own, and if so, jot down a note or two in the appropriate box.<br />
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<b>Childhood:</b> My early interest in electricity was shocking to my parents. Before my 5th birthday, I somehow found a loose key in my hand as I stood on the damp cement floor in our basement. I was at eye level with an electrical outlet. I seen my parents put key in doors, why not try one in one of those two slots? So I put the key in and BOOM! Actually it wasn’t quite that dramatic. But apparently it did knock me to the ground. It even prompted my uncle to build what we called a plugger board. Real outlets, real cords and plugs. None of it connected to any electricity. Miraculously I made it through childhood and so did you. What story from your childhood belongs on your Life Map?<br />
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<b>Teens:</b> I worked as a ride operator at an amusement park. One of the rides I operated was motorboat tour around a small, man-made lake. I told a story story of the Lagoon Lake Monster while piloting the boat. One afternoon a rather large spider started crawling up the microphone. I focused more more and more at the spider and less and less where I was going when CRASH the boat hit the shore. Fortunately what really happened is that I looked up just in time to sharply steer the boat away from the shore. At the end of the ride my one of my passengers complimented me on the exciting adventure. I didn't tell him that wasn't in the script. What adventure from your teens belongs on your Life Map?<br />
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<b>Fifties:</b> One late afternoon just this past year, I was intrigued with winter sunset outside my office. I got this shot out the window. But I wanted a better shot without the light reflecting off the widow, so<br />
ran up onto the roof with my smartphone in hand and no coat.<br />
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I took a ton shots even as my phone warned me several times of a low battery. When at last I was cold enough to return to my office, the roof door had blown shut and was locked. My phone was totaly dead my now I thought I'll be dead too if I'm up here all night. I waved my hands and yelled at a couple of pedestrians two stories below and fortunately they responded. My camera had the last laugh--not one of my roof shots turned out. What near disaster belongs on your Life Map?<br />
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All of these stories make me laugh. They all make me grateful that I’m alive. Thanks to Life Mapping I have a big less stress and greater gratitude for all the times of my life. So I invite you to give life mapping a try. Unlike my smartphone, there’s no battery to run down. Unlike a boat on a lake, there’s no shore to crash into. But like a four-year-old with a key in his hand, you just might discover something shocking. And wonderful.rfinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01363416654362047513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041621.post-67147333372634698952012-04-22T22:31:00.000-06:002012-04-22T22:39:54.404-06:00100 Words for a 100th Birthday<br />
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Wednesday, April 25, 2012 is our dad's 100th birthday. He
married Adine in 1945. Daughter JoAnne arrived in 1948 and I showed up in 1954.
In 1959 we moved into a home with a view on east bench of Bountiful. In 1963
dad died of cancer. We had nine wonderful years together. Mom died in 2010. I
like to think they're together again. Meanwhile two more generations are on the
scene. Grandsons Brandon Joseph Casey and Joseph Russell Finlinson carry on his
good name. And he now has four great grandsons: Ethan and Ronan Casey, and Owen
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The older I get the more I appreciate obituaries and tributes to those who are no longer with us. A few months ago I re-discovered the Find a Grave website and was pleasantly surprised to find it contains photos and information on the following loved ones.<br />
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<li><a href="http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GSmpid=47444787&GRid=58708353&">Adine</a></li>
<li><a href="http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=38834182">Joe</a></li>
<li><a href="http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=69421">My paternal grandparents, aunts and uncles</a></li>
<li><a href="http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=123077">Dee</a></li>
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Since landing there a few times, I decided to join up, so I've now got a little bio there and posted a couple of pictures I had to Adine's entry and some text to Dee's. While aggregating Dee's stuff in the great condo sale prep, I found the URL, login and password to his <a href="http://deechip.blogspot.com/">Dee's Believe It blog</a> from 2004-2005. It was nice to read some of Dee's strong opinions again and I took the liberty putting in a link to his photo and Find a Grave info.</div>
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I've never been to Tahiti but I certainly thought about it this morning as I listened to <a href="http://www.npr.org/2011/03/15/134537646/gauguins-nude-tahitians-give-the-wrong-impression">Susan Stamberg's NPR feature</a> on the Paul Gauguin "Maker of Myth" exhibit of at the National Gallery.<br />
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A key element of the of the story is that the Tahitian imagery Gauguin conveyed in his paintings wasn't true to reality. "It's widely accepted that artists reinterpret reality, but the trouble is that <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paul_Gauguin">Gauguin</a> (1848-1903) insisted that his depictions of island life were true — factual representations of a serene, sensual, primitive place. The French tourist industry was something of a co-conspirator in this; it wanted tourists to travel to the Polynesian colonies," reports Stamberg.<br />
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A lot of conservative pundits have understandably applauded something that happened at that religious school south of Salt Lake recently, but here's a refreshing liberal take in support of the much discussed honor code and it's high profile enforcement.<br />
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<a href="http://www.philly.com/philly/opinion/117785783.html?cmpid=15585797"><b>Rooting for BYU's Sex Ban </b></a><br />
<a href="http://www.philly.com/philly/opinion/117785783.html?cmpid=15585797">by Jonathan Zimmerman</a><br />
<a href="http://www.philly.com/philly/opinion/117785783.html?cmpid=15585797">http://www.philly.com/philly/opinion/117785783.html?cmpid=15585797</a><br />
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According to the Wikipedia, in 1969, Rogers appeared before the United States Senate Subcommittee on Communications. His goal was to support funding for PBS and the Corporation for Public Broadcasting, in response to significant proposed cuts. In about six minutes of testimony, Rogers spoke of the need for social and emotional education that public television provided. He passionately argued that alternative television programming like his Neighborhood helped encourage children to become happy and productive citizens, sometimes opposing less positive messages in media and in popular culture. He even recited the lyrics to one of his songs. The chairman of the subcommittee, John O. Pastore, was not previously familiar with Rogers' work, and was sometimes described as impatient. However, he reported that the testimony had given him goosebumps, and declared, "I think it's wonderful. Looks like you just earned the $20 million." The subsequent congressional appropriation, for 1971, increased PBS funding from $9 million to $22 million.<br />
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<br />rfinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01363416654362047513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041621.post-60726846079364746752011-03-08T19:34:00.000-07:002011-03-08T19:34:15.535-07:00Wonder of WondersDo you ever wake up with a song in your mind and you're not quite sure how it got there? This happened to me this morning. I found myself humming this song and sub-vocalizing these words from Fiddler on the Roof:<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;">Wonder of wonders, miracle of miracles-</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;">God took up Daniel once again,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;">Stood by his and side and- miracle of miracles-</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;">Walked him through the lions den!</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;">Wonder of wonders, miracle of miracles-</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;">I was afraid that God would frown,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;">But like he did so long ago, at Jericho,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;">God just made a wall fall down!</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;">When Moses softened Pharaohs heart, that was a miracle.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;">When God made the waters of the red sea part, that was a miracle too!</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;">But of all God's miracles large and small,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;">The most miraculous one of all</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;">Is that out of a worthless lump of clay,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;">God has made a man today.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;">Wonder of wonders, miracle of miracles-</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;">God took the tailor by the hand</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;">Turned him around and- miracle of miracles- Led him to the promised land!</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;">When David slew Goliath (yes!), that was a miracle.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;">When God gave us matter in the wilderness, that was a miracle too.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;">But of all God's miracles large and small,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;">The most miraculous one of all</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;">Is the one I thought could never be:</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;">God has given you to me.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"><br /></span><br />
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They go trick-or-tweeting.</div>
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<div>In no particular order we have July 4th at the Pittam's, a couple of days after Memorial Day at the Salt Lake City Cemetary, and a quick shot out the window of my cab as I left my business meeting in San Francisco in June. </div>rfinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01363416654362047513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041621.post-19103892212103792182009-01-08T22:31:00.001-07:002009-01-08T22:31:13.797-07:00view from Merrill parking lot<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { }.flickr-frame { float: left; text-align: center; margin-right: 15px; margin-bottom: 15px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rfin/3181761850/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3415/3181761850_dfceebb57a_t.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="view from Merrill parking lot" /></a><br /> <span class="flickr-caption"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rfin/3181761850/">view from Merrill parking lot</a>,<br /> originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/rfin/">rfin</a>. </span></div><br clear="all" />rfinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01363416654362047513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041621.post-23838883675772650082009-01-07T23:03:00.001-07:002009-01-07T23:03:01.084-07:00up or down<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { }.flickr-frame { float: left; text-align: center; margin-right: 15px; margin-bottom: 15px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rfin/3178362085/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3434/3178362085_7999259094_t.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="up or down" /></a><br /> <span class="flickr-caption"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rfin/3178362085/">up or down</a>,<br /> originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/rfin/">rfin</a>. </span></div><br clear="all" />rfinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01363416654362047513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041621.post-85487105696526443662009-01-06T22:19:00.001-07:002009-01-06T22:19:33.756-07:00frozen hoops anyone?<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { }.flickr-frame { float: left; text-align: center; margin-right: 15px; margin-bottom: 15px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rfin/3176237774/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3339/3176237774_7a4a2c5672_t.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="frozen hoops anyone?" /></a><br /> <span class="flickr-caption"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rfin/3176237774/">frozen hoops anyone?</a>,<br /> originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/rfin/">rfin</a>. </span></div><br clear="all" />rfinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01363416654362047513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041621.post-81913926032948525382009-01-05T19:16:00.002-07:002009-01-05T19:17:44.227-07:00leaving work<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibpUVzVPFMy_9t3s6NVVHRvsTIII50PoHGSSXH6LvGsAzC2VkvHjj07ppAqzaz2ihJIvsYi4JMs_2X1AJmRoFUCfnSPaByMWv1zFYYRb9irt3OvbEzqCEKtB4MSchrv0s3xLqe/s1600-h/IMG_0220.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibpUVzVPFMy_9t3s6NVVHRvsTIII50PoHGSSXH6LvGsAzC2VkvHjj07ppAqzaz2ihJIvsYi4JMs_2X1AJmRoFUCfnSPaByMWv1zFYYRb9irt3OvbEzqCEKtB4MSchrv0s3xLqe/s400/IMG_0220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287999149348906226" border="0" /></a>rfinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01363416654362047513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041621.post-86164047773467852342009-01-04T20:24:00.001-07:002009-01-04T20:24:24.834-07:00winter blinds<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { }.flickr-frame { float: left; text-align: center; margin-right: 15px; margin-bottom: 15px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rfin/3169467410/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3119/3169467410_2bc3e840d1_t.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="winter blinds" /></a><br /> <span class="flickr-caption"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rfin/3169467410/">winter blinds</a>,<br /> originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/rfin/">rfin</a>. </span></div>sun glow, blinds, snow, slats, glass<br clear="all" />rfinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01363416654362047513noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041621.post-12955897541233647492009-01-03T11:04:00.003-07:002009-01-03T11:06:56.313-07:00after breakfast shot<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj24ri9oC2W40PJJAR58N93uETo-guazS3B4cebCyEfRvuePD71k8IErSICa8FiGpSSb9OoFNo0anfaC9A59jRpNI6KoqBjg_q5c1bYWIAsFEw3rcL8Oxmq2H59sy8ZHA87VvnR/s1600-h/IMG_0179.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj24ri9oC2W40PJJAR58N93uETo-guazS3B4cebCyEfRvuePD71k8IErSICa8FiGpSSb9OoFNo0anfaC9A59jRpNI6KoqBjg_q5c1bYWIAsFEw3rcL8Oxmq2H59sy8ZHA87VvnR/s400/IMG_0179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287130270419736898" border="0" /></a>rfinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01363416654362047513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041621.post-8212999295827821552009-01-02T22:45:00.001-07:002009-01-02T22:45:53.225-07:00snow night<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { }.flickr-frame { float: left; text-align: center; margin-right: 15px; margin-bottom: 15px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rfin/3162444100/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3083/3162444100_95f2f9c8d0_t.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="snow night" /></a><br /> <span class="flickr-caption"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rfin/3162444100/">snow night</a>,<br /> originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/rfin/">rfin</a>. </span></div>a bit of a clearing, but there's more snow on the way<br clear="all" />rfinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01363416654362047513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041621.post-25077683370429957032009-01-01T22:07:00.001-07:002009-01-01T22:07:35.888-07:00goal setting<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"><object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="260" height="195" data="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=63881" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"> <param name="flashvars" value="intl_lang=en-us&photo_secret=0431d8473f&photo_id=3158054397&show_info_box=true"></param> <param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=63881"></param> <param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"></param> <param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=63881" bgcolor="#000000" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="intl_lang=en-us&photo_secret=0431d8473f&photo_id=3158054397&flickr_show_info_box=true" height="195" width="260"></embed></object><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rfin/3158054397/">goal setting</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/rfin/">rfin</a></span></div><br clear="all" />rfinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01363416654362047513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041621.post-53004123962566717402008-12-09T15:53:00.001-07:002008-12-09T15:53:27.301-07:00How to Make Ice Cream in a Bag<!--TEACHERTUBE EMBED VIDEO START-->
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<p>
1. food, family, friends, and the thought of fruitcake
<br>2. conversation, conservation, and even occasional consternation
<br>3. heat and heaters
<br>4. flavors, fall and feet
<br>5. fingers and toes, eyelashes and whiskers
<br>6. ideas, ideals, insights
<br>7. flowers, carpet, motion and music
<br>8. water, ice, steam
<br>9. pools, lakes, rivers and oceans
<br>10. puddles, droplets, mist and moisture
<br>11. laws, in-laws and santac laws
<br>12. ice cream in hot chocholate
<br>13. uphill, downhill, berms and mountainbiking
<br>14. bugs, Beatles, brooms and bedrooms
<br>15. homes, garages, studios
<br>16. faith, fortune, fire
<br>17. dogs, cats, fish
<br>18. tuna, salmon and steak
<br>20. textbooks and testimonies
<br>21. time, clocks, ticks, tocks
<br>22. locks, sox, rocks, crocks
<br>23. reality, relationships, recordings
<br>24. optometrists and ophthalmologists
<br>25. spring, summer and raking leaves
<br>26. light and shadow
<br>27. photography, telephony, xeroxography
<br>29. medicine, doctors and nurses
<br>30. students and educators, writers and reporters
<br>31. painters, poets, priests, privacy
<br>32. gardens and sculpture, razors and clippers
<br>33. lawns, mowers, shovels, gravel
<br>34. bulbs, tulips, light bulbs, fireflies
<br>35. glowing, growing, grazing, giving
<br>36. algorithms, Al Gore, rhythms
<br>37. Gershwin, Obama, Putin and Rachmaninoff
<br>38. images, intensity, insurance
<br>39. keys, keyboards, diving boards, school boards
<br>40. committees and individuals
<br>41. groups and grapes
<br>42. dreams, drowsiness, delight
<br>43. sight, senses, selections
<br>44. clips, quotes, crops, notes
<br>45. jokes, joy, gestures
<br>46. day, night, dawn, dusk
<br>47. twilight, tonight, tomorrow
<br>49. blankets, belts, batches
<br>50. bachelors, masters, doctorates
<br>51. beauty, benevolence, belief
<br>52. gifts, givers, greatest hits
<br>53. numbers, nails, nutrition
<br>54. miles, smiles, trials
<br>55. pens, pencils, scissors, glue
<br>56. brothers, sisters, aunts and uncles
<br>57. parents, children, cousins and kin
<br>58. cities, states, nations and continents
<br>59. planets, worlds, stars, space
<br>60. rockets and science, rocks and signs
<br>61. plans, pears, prophets
<br>62. serendipity and synchronicity
<br>63. vocabulary, virtue, vitality
<br>64. blinds, windows, walls, wood
<br>65. trees, triumph, tales, totals
<br>66. minds, hearts, souls, swimming
<br>67. seniors, juniors, rookies, rainbows
<br>68. snow, sunset, settlements
<br>69. nieces, nephews, newspapers
<br>70. colleges, colleauges, comrades
<br>71. professors, professionals, protocols
<br>72. order, organization, oratory
<br>73. reading, writing, encoding, decoding
<br>74. gadgets, inventions, innovation
<br>75. games, champions, quests, questions
<br>76. competitors, companions, comedians
<br>77. references and refrigeration
<br>78. natural gas and electricity
<br>79. sunlight, saving, satisfaction
<br>78. resolution, repentance, redemption
<br>80. seconds, minutes, hours, days
<br>81. vweeks, months, years, decades, centuries
<br>82. breath, death, wealth, health
<br>83. mobility, ability, responsibility
<br>84. holidays, vacations, routine, rest
<br>85. expectations and exceptions
<br>86. bicycles, boots
<br>87. rules, rails, railroads, rubrics
<br>88. cards and yards
<br>89. cars, trucks, roads, destinations
<br>90. transportation and communication
<br>91. minds, merit, machines
<br>92. verbs, nouns, language, grammar
<br>93. stories, scenes, sequences
<br>94. consequences, harvests
<br>95. correspondence, collaboration, coaching
<br>96. dialogue, direction, decisions
<br>97. beginnings, bounties, butterflies
<br>98. moderators, narrators, neighborhoods
<br>99. content, contentment, conditions, creativity
<br>100. endings, conclusions, peacerfinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01363416654362047513noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5041621.post-78253263207058497472008-10-25T19:34:00.002-06:002008-10-25T19:42:37.027-06:00foiled<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Op_Tc6NQwIx4HpODMM2gna3PneqoWPfc_AGMIBQACZsDEuoiuEWfftLDzTufOXYUaW5uiTfu2_NJA2S33w_J9zg4tC84QZNq3Ew9XNhKPF3Txw3_jtKteGWJ88dZPRswZqps/s1600-h/IMG_3714.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Op_Tc6NQwIx4HpODMM2gna3PneqoWPfc_AGMIBQACZsDEuoiuEWfftLDzTufOXYUaW5uiTfu2_NJA2S33w_J9zg4tC84QZNq3Ew9XNhKPF3Txw3_jtKteGWJ88dZPRswZqps/s400/IMG_3714.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261270877925762674" /></a>
You've been gone from the office a few days. When you return you find almost everything in your cubie wrapped in foil. This isn't a photo stolen off the Internet, this actually happened, I know because I took the picture. No, it wasn't my cubicle, but it did happen fairly close to where I work.rfinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01363416654362047513noreply@blogger.com0