<?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-3258186</id><updated>2011-08-05T07:06:12.324-04:00</updated><title type='text'>tales of a fourth-year nothing</title><subtitle type='html'>It's a city of strangers, some come to stare and some to stay.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>673</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113842361512348198</id><published>2006-01-27T23:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T23:46:55.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1/27/05- ***Friday means nothing until 1, or noon in this case.  Except working on 502 papers and stuff like that.  But today, a student just joined the class.  And so I tried to get her caught up in stuff.  Thankfully, she's a musician, and doesn't need to learn "rhythm" or "melody."  That went OK.  Then a GSI meeting, chatting with Yona about the co-op, class, coffee/late lunch with the speaker</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113842361512348198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113842361512348198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113842361512348198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113842361512348198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2006/01/12705-friday-means-nothing-until-1-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113814110036233122</id><published>2006-01-24T17:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T17:18:20.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1/23/05- **French, despite not doing the homework, was worth going to.  One, I can translate on the fly pretty well, as it turns out.  Two, I learned that the French hate Belgians.  Three, I learned about the test.  Four, I got a photocopy of the book.  And five, we learned numbers, which are ridiculous in French.  Fifty-nine, sixty, sixty-and-one, sixty-two...sixty-nine, sixty-ten, sixty-eleven.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113814110036233122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113814110036233122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113814110036233122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113814110036233122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2006/01/12305-french-despite-not-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113756146123507190</id><published>2006-01-17T23:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T00:17:41.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1/17/05- **Oh, the gray rainy icky cold weather.  Not so fun.  Teaching, not so great when discussion doesn't happen.  I mean, we're talking about censorship, racial exploitation, stereotypes.  Actual topics people have opinions about. Except, apparently, my students.  Anyway, that was a let down, though I remained in a good mood all day.  Then, there was class: disucssing the plot of Tristan, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113756146123507190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113756146123507190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113756146123507190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113756146123507190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2006/01/11705-oh-gray-rainy-icky-cold-weather.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113730297085567814</id><published>2006-01-15T00:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T00:29:30.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1/14/05- ***Up nice and late, and instead of work, watching The Five Obstructions (****).  It's a fascinating game in which Lars von Trier challenges his mentor Jorgen Leth to remake a short, esoteric film he made called The Perfect Human.  What follows is an ingenious puzzle-solving look at art and its construction.  As vonTrier makes more and more challenges to the film of various natures, Leth</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113730297085567814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113730297085567814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113730297085567814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113730297085567814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2006/01/11405-up-nice-and-late-and-instead-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113712834712626470</id><published>2006-01-12T23:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T23:59:07.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1/12/05- **Happy Birthday greeting to Rebecca, who probably isn't reading.  Clas class class.  Oh, we had power back last night.  Hot water is a plus.  502 was fine, except for the bad brass quintet playing next door, and not really having any time to discuss my project.  Then I had to go buy lunch because the power loss meant all the food got sent away.  And then more class.  I still say Elgar </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113712834712626470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113712834712626470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113712834712626470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113712834712626470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2006/01/11205-happy-birthday-greeting-to_12.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113703359212078299</id><published>2006-01-11T21:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T21:39:59.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1/11/05- **I woke up, turned on the light, and nothing.  Oh, I need a new light bulb.  Actually, what we needed was new power.  So I showered in the shower that has a window (apparently at theat point there was still hot, so I am lucky, and the milk was still cold, so I ate), and went off to French where we learned stuff.  I love it, because I'm getting back into languages, which I adore, and the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113703359212078299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113703359212078299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113703359212078299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113703359212078299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2006/01/11105-i-woke-up-turned-on-light-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113700290257088548</id><published>2006-01-11T12:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T13:08:22.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1/10/05-**1/2Monsterday.  Up, and teaching a 9 am section, which fell somewhere between the other two in terms of responsiveness.  But, not bad, and hopefully it will get better with practice and prepping.  9 am, not so good for awakeness.  But it gives me enough nervous energy to actually remain up and active all day.  Then, 3 classes.  502 is excellently like 501 it seems.  Just breaking apart </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113700290257088548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113700290257088548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113700290257088548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113700290257088548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2006/01/11005-12-monsterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113686501132988761</id><published>2006-01-09T22:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T22:50:11.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This has been an absurdly good year for movies. This year's crop has been marked by seriousness. The bulk of these films have explored weighty subjects, and in particular the nature of violence. And so, I begin with 10 films which deserve recognition:The Runners Up:20. Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. The latest installment is the most satisfying yet, coupling dark forces in the world of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113686501132988761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113686501132988761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113686501132988761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113686501132988761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2006/01/this-has-been-absurdly-good-year-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113686337615467258</id><published>2006-01-09T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T22:22:59.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1/9/05- **1/2It begins.  I got up early to finish prepping for classes, write up my syllabus, etc.  I had French reading class, which went surprisingly well.  We read through a text line by line, and really I could do all of it.  Thank God.  Then I met with the professor and had some time to try out my keys, eat, and wander, bumping into Rebecca and then Alex.  So exciting.  I made copies, bought</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113686337615467258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113686337615467258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113686337615467258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113686337615467258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2006/01/1905-12-it-begins.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113677376328337892</id><published>2006-01-08T20:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T22:08:25.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1/7/05- ***Still sick, and sounding worse, though feeling like I have more energy.  After getting up, I embarked on watching the two movies I'd rented and made plans to watch a third with Ben.  First up, Ozon's 5x2 (***).  This latest film takes on the subject of a failed marriiage, through six chronologically reversed scenes.  The first scene is that of their divorce finalized, followed by a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113677376328337892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113677376328337892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113677376328337892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113677376328337892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2006/01/1705-still-sick-and-sounding-worse.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113643822555114390</id><published>2006-01-05T00:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T00:45:14.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1/4/05- ***1/2Up at, oh look at that, a reasonable hour for doing stuff.  Which in this case meant breakfast with Matt (both of us conveniently late), a brief walk, and then a bus to New York.  A half hour to kill, wandering Manhattan and exciting locales like Best Buy and a grocery store.  And then off with Katie for actual grocery shopping, food making, and dinner.  Yummy veggie rice thing, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113643822555114390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113643822555114390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113643822555114390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113643822555114390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2006/01/1405-12-up-at-oh-look-at-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113635107431576674</id><published>2006-01-03T23:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T00:04:34.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1/3/05- ***Gray, but at least not raining, so I ventured into the city to pick up some movies and go see Munich (****).  Spielberg's latest work is a masterpiece of conscience-engaging cinema, a savage query into violence, and a tensely constructed thriller.  The title refers to the massacre of 11 Israeli hostages at the Munich olympics, but this tragic event is merely the beginning of the film.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113635107431576674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113635107431576674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113635107431576674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113635107431576674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2006/01/1305-gray-but-at-least-not-raining-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113623776570243586</id><published>2006-01-02T15:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T16:36:05.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Much ground to cover...1/1/06- ***It's off to a goodbad start.  Good things: Waking up and being able to move.  Recovery party with games of Guillotine and Carcassone.  Winning GuillotineBackrubs.  Seeing lots of people.  Laura is very cute.  Tea and yummy food.  Bad: Having to wake up.  Almost winning Carcassone, then having Andrew steal my field in the final plays.  Lack of real food.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113623776570243586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113623776570243586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113623776570243586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113623776570243586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2006/01/much-ground-to-cover.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113548988399420778</id><published>2005-12-25T00:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T00:51:24.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>12/24/05- ***Ah, Christmas Eve.  A day of activity, but not.  I didn't leave the house much because it rained all day.  Instead, I got up, and began the wrap-a-thon.  All while watching the grand Christmasy film...The Thin Red Line.  Well, it's so beautiful, I love it.  Then I watched Anchorman (***1/2).  What appears to be a standard spoof succeeds as one of the funniest movies I've seen in a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113548988399420778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113548988399420778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113548988399420778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113548988399420778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/12/122405-ah-christmas-eve.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113540582359654559</id><published>2005-12-24T01:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T01:30:23.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>12/23/05- **Well, today was rather off kilter.  I got up to have breakfast what could be described as a friend of a friend.  It was kind of stop and go, but mostly stop conversatonwise.  Certainly not unpleasant, but never quite settled.  So after that i wnt by a library and ran into Anne's mom.  We had a nice brief chat, and I bought Beethoven's Diabelli Variations and Citizen Kane for $5.  Then</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113540582359654559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113540582359654559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113540582359654559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113540582359654559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/12/122305-well-today-was-rather-off.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113524099340230824</id><published>2005-12-22T03:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T03:43:13.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>12/21/05- **1/2I got up today, and started doing laundry.  This would be a good thing, except for the part where grandparnets call while practically all your clothes are whirling around in a soapy heap and invite you to lunch.  Still, food is food, and the food was good.  As was the conversation, although I'm amused by their surprise that this restaurant, which is empty at 5 pm for dinner is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113524099340230824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113524099340230824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113524099340230824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113524099340230824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/12/122105-12-i-got-up-today-and-started.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113470928975289646</id><published>2005-12-15T23:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T00:01:29.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>12/15/05- ***An afternoon of productivity, both in terms of writing some towards my revisions, and in completing most of a Sunday crosswrod.  Also, I took back the transcribing machine which took almost half an hour because they couldn't find the slip that said I checked it out.  It's in a) a book of scheduling and b) a computer, and yet they wouldn't consult either.  Well, no matter.  After a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113470928975289646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113470928975289646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113470928975289646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113470928975289646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/12/121505-afternoon-of-productivity-both.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113462679716505821</id><published>2005-12-15T00:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T01:06:48.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>12/14/05- ***1/2The day was full of activity after wonderful activity.  It began by waking up, sitting in bed for two hours while I watched The Third Man (****).  What a fantastic movie.  It is gorgeously shot with angled, still shots, almost no movement beyond cutting, which evoke the setting of a crumbling, decaying post-war Vienna.  The acting is stupendous:  Joseph Cotten comes to Vienna, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113462679716505821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113462679716505821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113462679716505821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113462679716505821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/12/121405-12-day-was-full-of-activity.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113453267678964120</id><published>2005-12-13T22:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T22:57:56.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>12/13/05- ***Last Day of Class!  I made it through one term, except for the finals period part.  Should be busy, but manageable: 1 fifteen page paper to revise1 five page paper1 interview transcription1 take home final1 week to go!So today's events consisted of meeting Rebecca to go over my piece, going to class to have it performed (and see everyone else's projects, several of which were really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113453267678964120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113453267678964120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113453267678964120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113453267678964120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/12/121305-last-day-of-class-i-made-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113436233088797795</id><published>2005-12-11T23:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T23:38:50.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>12/11/05- ***1/2Return to dancing!  It's been, like, forever since I went dancing.  And so I did today.  I trekked out to Meijer by bus to buy food to make into potluck dishes and toothpaste and other exciting necessities.  Then off to rapper rehearsal.  Which, apparently was cancelled.  So I played the piano for a bit, and eventually helped set up and chatted with the arriving folks.  Then, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113436233088797795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113436233088797795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113436233088797795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113436233088797795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/12/121105-12-return-to-dancing-its-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113409989318779488</id><published>2005-12-08T22:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T22:44:53.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>12/8/05- ***1/2What a lovely day.  It's snowing outside now.  I'm also going home soon, countering the late night trends of late.  Today I had only film music class.  And I did not squander the afternoon, but felt well rested and actually accomplished some reading and researching.  I called Chloe to wish her a good trip and talked to her for a bit.  There are cute pictures on my livejournal (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113409989318779488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113409989318779488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113409989318779488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113409989318779488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/12/12805-12-what-lovely-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113393759640883235</id><published>2005-12-07T01:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T01:39:56.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>12/6/05- ***Does it ever stop snowing?  I mean, we never get rain.  Now there's daily precipitation.  Wacky.  I woke up on my own accord, which was wonderful.  I got to class.  And to other class, realizing I'd accidentally turned in my paper for the film class in my previous class.  So I went to reprint to discover that it never saved to my account (neither did the other paper I turned in to the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113393759640883235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113393759640883235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113393759640883235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113393759640883235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/12/12605-does-it-ever-stop-snowing-i-mean.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113376214698796395</id><published>2005-12-05T00:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T00:55:47.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>12/4/05- **1/2The day had a lot going wrong with it.  I trekked downtown this afternoon to catch Its a Wonderful Life, but they put it in the tiny theatre, so it was already full.  So I trekked to the library to check out The Hunt for Red October so I could watch it tonight and not have to watch it tomorrow night so I could go to the movie tomorrow night.  The library's system suddenly went down.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113376214698796395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113376214698796395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113376214698796395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113376214698796395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/12/12405-12-day-had-lot-going-wrong-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113358964908377033</id><published>2005-12-03T00:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T01:00:49.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>12/2/05- ***Not as productive a day as I would have liked, largely due to the presence of nothing on campus to do and not enough time to really justify the trek back and forth.  After a leisurely morning of waking up and some reading, I went to a free lunch with Steven feld, the guest lecturer today.  It was tasty and fascinating.  He's doing a major research project on bells in culture, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113358964908377033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113358964908377033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113358964908377033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113358964908377033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/12/12205-not-as-productive-day-as-i-would.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113341758455518014</id><published>2005-12-01T01:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T01:13:04.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>11/30/05- **1/2I beat my alarm in waking up for the first time since school started, I think.  I'll take minor accomplishments.  There was snow on the ground this morning, but it seems gone now, not that it's actually all that warm, but not cold enough to keep it frozen.  I presented in class today on my topic, which went surprisingly well, although I invariably ran out of time.  The professor </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113341758455518014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113341758455518014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113341758455518014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113341758455518014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/12/113005-12-i-beat-my-alarm-in-waking-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113333139250014572</id><published>2005-11-30T01:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T01:16:32.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>11/29/05- **1/2Colder, but still acceptable temperature (hat/gloves not necessary, coat zipped up yes).  I talked with Matt a little about this (and other class related topics) when I ran in to him en route to 509 this morning.  Last class!  I'm, in some sense of it, 25% done.  We had evaluations, which were hard, more of Andy's comments, which was difficult not to start laughing at, and in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113333139250014572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113333139250014572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113333139250014572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113333139250014572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/11/112905-12-colder-but-still-acceptable.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113324394432429312</id><published>2005-11-29T00:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T00:59:04.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>11/28/05- **1/2Back to school.  A fine, light Monday, warm and cloudy, spent in class as Alex gave his presentation.  Mild panic, becuase he was wearing a suit and doing powerpoint.  I mouthed this to Liz, who is also presenting with me on Wednesday, and we decided neither is necessary.  Good.  Also, I had a good time arguing about Rent with people, and more fun dealing with Rebecca's infuriating</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113324394432429312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113324394432429312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113324394432429312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113324394432429312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/11/112805-12-back-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113307388965252313</id><published>2005-11-27T00:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T01:44:49.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>11/26/05- **1/2Slightly more productive today- updating! actual draft of outline! emails sent! more composing! and then a nice evening watching the endo f The Big Sleep on TV, and then The Last Picture Show.  Every bit as potent on the second viewing.  More maybe, appreciating what its like to see people move on, though not as drastically in the film.  Also, it's funnier than I remembered.  There</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113307388965252313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113307388965252313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113307388965252313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113307388965252313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/11/112605-12-slightly-more-productive.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113272661739908327</id><published>2005-11-23T00:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T01:16:57.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>11/22/05- **So, it's really nice sleeping in on a Tuesday, not showering until noonish, and only having to carry a page to turn in to class.  Preclass movie was Dead Men Don't Wear Plaid, which, while not hilarious, does a fine job of integrating a modern story into film clips from the 40's.  And kudos to Miklos Rosza for that score.  Class was good-we watched this film longer than usual, then </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113272661739908327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113272661739908327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113272661739908327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113272661739908327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/11/112205-so-its-really-nice-sleeping-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113264460371258270</id><published>2005-11-22T01:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T02:30:14.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>11/21/05- ***You know, for a Monday, I was surprisingly awake and engaged.  Class was good, if a little devoid of energy or insight (this is what happens when  a big paper is due).  After that, riding with Alex and Liz downtown, library adventures, yummy lunch of egg salad sandwich and the chili from yesterday (see below), and then a work shift to The ENlgish Patient Soundtrack, Once on this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113264460371258270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113264460371258270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113264460371258270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113264460371258270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/11/112105-you-know-for-monday-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113230145013842473</id><published>2005-11-18T02:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T03:10:50.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>11/17/05- **1/2More snow!  509 went well- it's almost over!  One more class!  Am I ready to teach?   Uhhhhh...  Afterwards, Professor Clague did not offer me good news which I can't divulge here.  No, didn't say anything.  Ahem.  On to American music which was also fine, and then film music, which featured more Days of Heaven, which i love.  Also, soundless movies before class.  After class I got</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113230145013842473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113230145013842473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113230145013842473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113230145013842473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/11/111705-12-more-snow-509-went-well-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113212142907568675</id><published>2005-11-16T00:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T01:10:29.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>11/15/05- ***Icky!  Cold!  Wet!  Endless day, which featured a bizarre unprompted call in the middle of 509 to go get coffee.  And just like last time, Bethamny didn't return with the rest of us (last time she thought we went somewhere else, but this time she knew we were coming back, so I don't know).  Also, Rachel told awesome tales of her students developping crushes on her, and her getting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113212142907568675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113212142907568675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113212142907568675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113212142907568675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/11/111505-icky-cold-wet-endless-day-which.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113194770124357502</id><published>2005-11-14T00:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T00:55:01.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>11/13/05- **I've had a headache most of the day.  I've also had work.  Lots of work, and the two hour long performance I had to attend helped neither.  Granted, it was good- there were some awesome pieces and performances (Ian's playing of Samuel Barber's excursions, Seth's aria from Sussannah, Nathan's bassoon piece, and Alexis's incredible bird song composition.  But so much of it was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113194770124357502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113194770124357502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113194770124357502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113194770124357502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/11/111305-ive-had-headache-most-of-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113126094391483043</id><published>2005-11-06T01:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T02:09:04.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So much catching up.11/5/05- ****Happy Guy Fawkes day one and all.  Sleeping in, excellent.  Rehearsal for open band, also great.  I played rather well, surprisingly, and I enjoyed making music again.  And then some enjoyable IMs, work, and reading, and music before tasty Ethiopian food for dinner (eaten with my hands, even if no one else did), and off to meet Stasa and Sue for Alasdair Fraser.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113126094391483043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113126094391483043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113126094391483043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113126094391483043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/11/so-much-catching-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113073520542601776</id><published>2005-10-30T23:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T00:06:45.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>10/30/05- **1/2After a party, some people feel the effects of alcohol.  i don't, although I don't sleep well after drinking, which i certainly did.  So, tired, I got up and ate and such, and then spent a bit of time under a blanket in the lounge talking to Lauren.  We saw the list of people who applied to keep their rooms.  I am quite pleased, many cool people (including me) are staying.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113073520542601776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113073520542601776' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113073520542601776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113073520542601776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/10/103005-12-after-party-some-people-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113047413906295940</id><published>2005-10-28T00:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T00:37:08.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>10/27/05- **1/2First of two days of class discussion.  And I must say, Rachel had us do an exercise which was honestly one of the best, fun, educational, innovative things.  We were all given demographics (in my case, orchestra management) and gathered to discuss why classical music isn't popular, and why it's important.  So great.  Other discussions paled after that, honestly, though several </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113047413906295940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113047413906295940' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113047413906295940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113047413906295940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/10/102705-12-first-of-two-days-of-class.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113030411850088656</id><published>2005-10-26T00:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T01:21:58.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>10/25/05- ***I spent today in an alternately tired and bouncy mood, growing bouncier as the day progressed.  509 Was generally good, but the highlight was when Andy blabbered on and on and on about something, and I had enough so I came out during a gap with a random comment, which made everyone laugh out of confusion, shut him up, and brought us back to focusing on the topic at hand.  Good job.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113030411850088656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113030411850088656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113030411850088656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113030411850088656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/10/102505-i-spent-today-in-alternately.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-113013003989078504</id><published>2005-10-23T23:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T01:00:42.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>10/23/05- **Still haven't recovered from this phase I'm in.  I did work, and managed an enjoyable time watching The Magnificent Seven at Rebecca's.  In part, the cameraderie was good, if occasionally odd, but funny.  And distracting.  And the movie was fabulous.  brief review: (****).  Assorted characters join up one by one, and head out to Mexico to protect a village that has hired them.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/113013003989078504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=113013003989078504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113013003989078504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/113013003989078504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/10/102305-still-havent-recovered-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-112970266988079564</id><published>2005-10-19T01:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T02:17:49.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>10/18/05- ***Last day of break, pretty unmomentous.  I had plans to go get a drivers license, but no.  Tomorrow maybe.  I did find out more about where it is, compile stuff to take (honestly, this will probably be a disaster because like everything on their ID list is things like marriage licenses, army IDs, change of names orders...), and not go anywhere.  Except to the Tuesday night English </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/112970266988079564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=112970266988079564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112970266988079564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112970266988079564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/10/101805-last-day-of-break-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-112962016392218621</id><published>2005-10-18T02:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T03:22:43.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Milking all I can out of break, indulging the desire not to go to bed.  So you get not-all-that-coherent-but-somewhat-inspired posts.10/17/05- ***I am surprisingly sore.  And today kind of disappeared into a void of inactivity.  It was cold, and it rained.  Good weather to hunker down with tea and today's movie: Tokyo Story (****).  This is honestly one of the greatest movies I've ever seen.  It </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/112962016392218621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=112962016392218621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112962016392218621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112962016392218621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/10/milking-all-i-can-out-of-break.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-112926542974136983</id><published>2005-10-14T00:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T00:50:29.790-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>10/13/05-***1/2It was a lovely fall day in which I carried my jacket much more than wore it.  It started out early so as to be second in line (behind someone who'd been there for over an hour before) to get rush tickets to see Renee Fleming tonight.  Then headed back to class with Nate.  Class was the best yet, I think, because discussion was good, and *focused* about how to assign and grade </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/112926542974136983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=112926542974136983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112926542974136983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112926542974136983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/10/101305-12-it-was-lovely-fall-day-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-112909823907548271</id><published>2005-10-12T01:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T02:23:59.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been forever, largely due to illness and crziness and whatnot, so I'll try and hit the highlights and the lowlights? highdarks?  footlights?  footnotes? of the past few days.10/11/05- **1/2Felt better today.  Had energy in class, which included a guest lecture by a former prof here, who is awesome.  And then Rachel's presentation, which began with a musical example at a far too loud volume, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/112909823907548271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=112909823907548271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112909823907548271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112909823907548271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-been-forever-largely-due-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-112848508125430866</id><published>2005-10-04T23:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T00:04:41.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>10/4/05- ***Today felt lonnnnng.  I never know who to make that word. Replicating the o sound is most accurate, but orthographically, it makes it too much an oo sound, which isn't right.  Ahem.  But it was a good day.  I got up earlier than usual becaus class was on central campus today.  This meant everything was in one building.  I gave a 20 minute lecture on antecedent consequent forms, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/112848508125430866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=112848508125430866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112848508125430866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112848508125430866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/10/10405-today-felt-lonnnnng.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-112823468001637631</id><published>2005-10-02T01:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T02:31:20.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>10/1/05- **1/2It's October, and it's warm again.  Lovely, actually.  I did some outdoorsiness this afternoon, some reading, but not enough.  And I went and saw Junebug (****).  This small, charming film focuses on a family- three marriages, under one roof for a short period.  The central couple is George and Madeline: an art buyer and and art dealer who fall in love and a week later get married.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/112823468001637631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=112823468001637631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112823468001637631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112823468001637631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/10/10105-12-its-october-and-its-warm.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-112805661476915173</id><published>2005-09-30T00:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T01:03:34.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>9/29/05- **1/2Fall!  It's now fall.  I wore a t-shirt, which meant I wore a jacket for much of the day, except the overheated language lab, where we met this morning for the first class.  This meant a earlier start with commute, finding the place, and being attentive while I learned Power Point.  It makes me think of this Onion article: http://www.theonion.com/content/node/30903 "Project Manager </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/112805661476915173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=112805661476915173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112805661476915173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112805661476915173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/09/92905-12-fall-its-now-fall.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-112797312299705492</id><published>2005-09-29T00:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T01:52:03.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>9/28/05- ***1/2First, dispensing with the brithday wishes to Chris and Nick.  Now, the day.  Oh, I love this just warm enough not to need a jacket weather.  It's especially fulfilling when you get to spend part of your day outside.  I got to sleep nice and late (I did my reading late last night, so this was welcome), and headed off to a class which was very tangential to the reading, but still </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/112797312299705492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=112797312299705492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112797312299705492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112797312299705492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/09/92805-12-first-dispensing-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-112778550087340992</id><published>2005-09-26T21:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T21:45:00.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>9/26/05- **1/2Class was pretty good, but I felt less confident in understanding the readings this week, and it probably came across in the response papers I wrote at 9 am before class because of yesterday's aforementioned computer dilemma.  But, it's turned in, and discussion helped get things clear.  If there's one thing I managed to get from Swarthmore it's effective discussion skills.  After </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/112778550087340992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=112778550087340992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112778550087340992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112778550087340992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/09/92605-12-class-was-pretty-good-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-112762977155106721</id><published>2005-09-25T01:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T02:29:31.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>9/24/05- ***I tried to be productive.  But instead I was social.  I had some lovely co-op conversations in the kitchen about Nashville and Altman and fire safety and kids books.  I enjoyed a lengthy IM session with Elliot (who left to do work, and I left to go eat dinner).  I spent the evening with Alex and Rebecca for movie night.  The two of us watched Cookie's Fortune, which she liked (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/112762977155106721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=112762977155106721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112762977155106721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112762977155106721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/09/92405-i-tried-to-be-productive.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-112745866597443368</id><published>2005-09-23T00:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T02:57:46.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>9/22/05- **1/2Oh Ann Arbor.  You turn cold and rainy on our walking tour day.  Actually, it started with a GSI panel in pedagogy, which was very helpful.  In fact, the most productive and concretely useful day yet.  Then I got my jacket because it was cold, and we were walking.  We saw the carrilon, I played a bit of Dies Irae on the big bells, and then travelled around.  In about 15 minutes, the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/112745866597443368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=112745866597443368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112745866597443368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112745866597443368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/09/92205-12-oh-ann-arbor.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-112710068442691128</id><published>2005-09-18T23:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T23:31:24.433-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>9/18/05- **1/2Again, work.  A lovely day.  Also cooking shift for the coop, which entailed running the Hobart machine.  That's always kind of fun.  I've had a number of excellent conversations- with Chloe via IM, Adam over dinner (we decided the best movie ever would be Remains of the Day 2, starring Emma Thompson, The Rock, and Bernie Mac), and with Alex in the music computer section.  The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/112710068442691128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=112710068442691128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112710068442691128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112710068442691128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/09/91805-12-again-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-112693324290531528</id><published>2005-09-17T00:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T01:00:42.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>9/16/05- **1/2It got cold.  And wet.  I was not expecting to dig out something fleecy and warm, but I did.  I did not take the umbrella, because the rain didn't really count as rain.  I really hope I'm not turning into a meteorology snob.  Anyway, I slept a lot.  A worked very little.  What kind of counts is going to have coffee (well, hot chocolate for me, with a flavor shot of caramel) with a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/112693324290531528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=112693324290531528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112693324290531528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112693324290531528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/09/91605-12-it-got-cold.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-112684733961076061</id><published>2005-09-16T00:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T01:08:59.620-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>9/15/05- **Chillier today than usual.  Not that I know these things until I leave for class, which I did early to print out my handout (which turned out to be a waste of paper, as we never used them, and I doubt I or anyone will actually read them).  Classes were generally good.  Pedagogy involved deciding not to have grades, and a general discussion of our interviews with students and GSIs.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/112684733961076061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=112684733961076061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112684733961076061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112684733961076061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/09/91505-chillier-today-than-usual.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-112681906869113837</id><published>2005-09-15T16:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T17:17:48.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>9/14/05- ***It turns out my reaction paper has problems.  I double side.  I didn't use page numbers.  I single space.  I don't get how you can validly write a response paper to all that material in 1 double sided sheet.  Ah well.  However, class was awesome, because we were assigned to find out more about some of the names dropped in the book.  I did Kerman, who argues for a more contemporary </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/112681906869113837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=112681906869113837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112681906869113837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112681906869113837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/09/91405-it-turns-out-my-reaction-paper.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-112642081286950643</id><published>2005-09-11T02:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T02:40:12.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>9/10/05- **1/2A full day, with decided productivity, even if none of it was schoolwork.  The bulk of the afternoon was spent in pursuit of materiality.  There's your Walmarts and Targets, and above that your Sams Clubs.  But nothing yet has topped the local superstore Meijer's.  It's got clothes, food, appliances, electronics, office supplies, plants, lumber, wallpaper, haircuts, shoe repair, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/112642081286950643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=112642081286950643' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112642081286950643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112642081286950643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/09/91005-12-full-day-with-decided.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-112632718157491252</id><published>2005-09-10T00:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T00:39:41.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>9/8/05-*1/2I wanted this day to just go away.  I got up early to print the paper I had due because there was no paper last night.  They put in paper.  Then it printed the giant backlog and (gasp) ran out of paper again.  I hate this.  Then when I returned after class to print out the other paper, I discovered that my server space was not set up, so essentially everything I saved there (2 papers) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/112632718157491252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=112632718157491252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112632718157491252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112632718157491252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/09/9805-12-i-wanted-this-day-to-just-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-112615348947471164</id><published>2005-09-08T00:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T00:24:49.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>9/7/05- **1/2Oof!  It's clear that school has begun.  On the upside, I only have one class on M-W.  It's at 10:30.  It's enjoyably taught, and serves as an intro to musicological methods.  On the downside, we were basically asked to share what we want to write our Masters thesis on.  This was, let me clarify, the first day of class.  I'm still figuring out where the bathrooms are.  I muttered </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/112615348947471164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=112615348947471164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112615348947471164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112615348947471164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/09/9705-12-oof-its-clear-that-school-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-112589991404297468</id><published>2005-09-05T00:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T01:58:34.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>9/4/05- ***Still unpacking.  I left my room to go look at someone else's crap today.  Colin, one of the grad students, whose been instrumental in answering questions and being so welcoming and friendly here, is going to Paris.  It's exciting, but sad for me.  So we packed up his truck, put stuff in storage, moved a piano, ate pizza, and enjoyed his company for the day.  It's a very nice community</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/112589991404297468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=112589991404297468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112589991404297468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112589991404297468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/09/9405-still-unpacking.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-112545406680724233</id><published>2005-08-30T21:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T22:07:46.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>8/30/05- ***Gray and drizzly today, but it was kind of nice.  It seems we got a little bit of the hurrican ourselves.  I've been following the strom, because I'm a really big weather dork.  It's really exciting to be back in a place where there's real weather.  So, anyway, the day involved getting my room change finalized (yay!) and making rice pudding for the potluck at a local dancer's house.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/112545406680724233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=112545406680724233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112545406680724233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112545406680724233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/08/83005-gray-and-drizzly-today-but-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-112537703826792698</id><published>2005-08-30T00:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T00:46:24.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>8/29/05- **Today sort of evaporated into disconnected minutes of sunshine and thoughts.  It's kind of lovely and frustrating how days disappear like that.  I've been thinking about Closer, which I watched the ending half hour or so, with the same group as the previous night.  It's starting to feel regular, especially after finding them there again tonight (watching The Woodsman, which I'm dying </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/112537703826792698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=112537703826792698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112537703826792698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112537703826792698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/08/82905-today-sort-of-evaporated-into.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-112528309883164906</id><published>2005-08-28T21:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T22:38:21.993-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>8/28/05- ***I slept late, but that was because I was up very very late last night.  When I got back from updating, I decided I wasn't tired.  So I started watching The Incredibles.  I stopped partway in, maybe not even what counts as partway, because people arrived from Blockbuster and, well, they were more excited about watching what they'd gotten, and I can watch The Incredibles anytime, and I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/112528309883164906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=112528309883164906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112528309883164906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112528309883164906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/08/82805-i-slept-late-but-that-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-112519539177270325</id><published>2005-08-27T21:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T22:16:31.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>8/27/05- **1/2I woke up to the sound of rain.  There's no window in my current room to speak of, it's hidden behind an immoble closet, and perhaps even if that weren't the case, behind the boxes.  So, after a leisurely morning I called up Erin to say I wouldn't be going to the contra dance that afternoon.  Instead, I updated here, and looked at prospective new rooms, and have found one I love.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/112519539177270325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=112519539177270325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112519539177270325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112519539177270325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/08/82705-12-i-woke-up-to-sound-of-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-112517682331558400</id><published>2005-08-27T14:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T17:07:03.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Movies!  As promised more reviews than you could ever hope for in a single entry.  But first, a bit about yesterday.8/26/05- ***A return to the day by day entry method for now at least.  Somehow the ideally northern weather (chilly in the early morning and night, respectably warm but not killer or humid in the day, and sunny) turned into the east-coast humid death trap I am so intimately familiar</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/112517682331558400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=112517682331558400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112517682331558400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112517682331558400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/08/movies-as-promised-more-reviews-than.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-112507843159791666</id><published>2005-08-26T13:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T13:47:11.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The last goodbye.  Departing Philly for what seems like ever (yeah, I know just a few months until Hogmanay), it's funny.  I had another annoying argument about the validity of a day pass on the train, which meant getting charged 7.50 for what should have been an already paid for ride.  I hate SEPTA.  And yet, there's a little smile behind my annoyance, the familiarity of this problem showing up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/112507843159791666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=112507843159791666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112507843159791666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112507843159791666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/08/last-goodbye.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-112491954122684724</id><published>2005-08-24T16:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T17:39:01.303-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Next up: Pinewoods.  I flew out of KC early on Friday morning.  Too early.  Despite getting my boarding pass online and not checking baggage, my dad decided I needed to be up about an hour and a half before I expected because he didn't want to sit around doing nothing.  So I had two plus hours to kill at the airport, which I would have used to nap or listen to quiet music, but dad insisted on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/112491954122684724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=112491954122684724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112491954122684724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112491954122684724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/08/next-up-pinewoods.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-112485434089692274</id><published>2005-08-23T22:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T23:32:20.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Via/jando: Life on the road.Apologies, friends, but updating amidst all the tumult of moving and travelling just didn't seem possible.  Too much to undertake, lots of motion and emotion to fill the time, and while reflecting on it and preserving it here might have been nice, I think I just wanted to enjoy every minute as it happened.  In any case, I'm now in Ann Arbor.  For good.  It's unsettling</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/112485434089692274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=112485434089692274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112485434089692274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112485434089692274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/08/viajando-life-on-road.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-112172569169082211</id><published>2005-07-18T17:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T00:20:50.040-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>7/18/05- **Work is getting endful.  I'm now working on getting things done for later this week.  It's annoying.  I'm ready to leave, but I'm not ready to leave Philly, emotionally or physically.  The party has been cleaned up.  There's still loads to pack, think about, prep for, etc.  And I have no energy.  Not even for a proper update.7/17/05- *1/2Ah.  I have to say, the act of waking up next to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/112172569169082211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=112172569169082211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112172569169082211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112172569169082211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/07/71805-work-is-getting-endful.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-112140427511788503</id><published>2005-07-15T00:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T01:11:15.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>7/14/05- **1/2Work was wacky today.  Sometimes it was slow and joking fun times.  Others, my coworker kind of lost it.  She had valid complaints about the job and the treatment of her, petty complaints, and things I didn't think were even cause for disgruntlement.  It was difficult to deal with.  Also, other times were insanely busy, like when some guy called for his music, and it turns out two </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/112140427511788503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=112140427511788503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112140427511788503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112140427511788503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/07/71405-12-work-was-wacky-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-112136477742326765</id><published>2005-07-14T13:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T14:12:57.433-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>7/13/05- **The first half of the day sucked.  I returned for my second filling.  They did not give enough novacaine. In fact, i flinched, which only caused her to slip more.  Pain.  Eventually, after 2 more shots, it became an acceptable discomfort, as I just wanted it over.  So I sat there pondering how to relax my tongue and lock my neck, which gave me something to focus on other than the pain.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/112136477742326765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=112136477742326765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112136477742326765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112136477742326765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/07/71305-first-half-of-day-sucked.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-112111717765852994</id><published>2005-07-11T17:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T00:55:16.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>7/11/05- **Monday was not bad.  I had enough sleep to make up for Saturday night, so I didn't die.  I did however start reading this book I borrowed- Eats, SHoots and Leaves.  It's about punctuation.  The book sucks.  The tone is petulant.  The author, lacking anything of substance to say, repeats the same bitching over and over and over.  I'm glad he feels passionate enough to write a book on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/112111717765852994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=112111717765852994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112111717765852994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112111717765852994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/07/71105-monday-was-not-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-112085993796885373</id><published>2005-07-08T17:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T17:58:58.023-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>7/7/05- * 1/2After a half day (sad part, no real lunch, just eating quickly on break while chatting with various temps including the very cool Zack and Elizabeth, and Beth as well), I left taking a bus I hope never to take again.  I swear everything the driver said began with "Now, I know what I'm talking about here..." or "When I was in the Marine Corps..." and pretty much told us all how he and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/112085993796885373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=112085993796885373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112085993796885373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112085993796885373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/07/7705-12-after-half-day-sad-part-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-112059318934944054</id><published>2005-07-05T14:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T15:53:09.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A whole week has gone by.  Well, let's get to it.7/4/05- ***Happy USADay.  Donning my blue and white shirt and red shorts I was all set to engage in patriotism.  Unfortunately, I was also seized by an energy to pack.  So despite the fun to be had at various places, I put stuff into boxes, listened to a lot of contemporary American Music (Bolcom, Rouse, Ruggles, Harrison), and did a pretty </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/112059318934944054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=112059318934944054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112059318934944054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112059318934944054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/07/whole-week-has-gone-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-112008037976958628</id><published>2005-06-29T16:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T17:26:19.830-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>6/28/05- ***Today at work, Laura began a conversation with "I know you're a Republican."  Huh?  I have no clue how I ever managed to give off that impression.  Also, I got a sudden invite to a cookout.  So I worked hard to catch the 4:30 bus, and headed downtown to pick up the CSA for this week (yum! cabbage, arugula, basil, potatoes, peas, squash, onions...much improved), and then ran to catch </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/112008037976958628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=112008037976958628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112008037976958628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/112008037976958628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/06/62805-today-at-work-laura-began.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-111993051681783290</id><published>2005-06-27T23:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T23:48:36.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>6/27/05- **I'm nearly dead, so this will be short.  Rainy, cold-ish, sticky, tired sort of day.  Some parts of the sunburn are gone.  The shoulder still hurts, which made rapper diificult.  As did the exhaustion.  Getting home, I talked with Matt about moving plans, music, other stuff, and I need to go through Erin's letter to the editor, but I fear it will have to wait another day, as will </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/111993051681783290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=111993051681783290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111993051681783290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111993051681783290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/06/62705-im-nearly-dead-so-this-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-111990693450072093</id><published>2005-06-27T17:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T17:15:34.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>6/26/05- ****8 am no longer feels early, although I still did not want to get up.  But I did, and prepared for a day of sun-tastic enjoyment.  Hat, swim suit, thrift store beach shirt, water bottles, nectarines, travel Connect Four, etc.  I arrived first at Chloe's, and ate my scone and played piano (as Chloe notes, I'm no longer really able to say I don't play an instrument, now I just play one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/111990693450072093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=111990693450072093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111990693450072093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111990693450072093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/06/62605-8-am-no-longer-feels-early_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-111975454960727234</id><published>2005-06-25T22:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T22:55:49.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>6/25/05- ****Hot, but beautiful.  Called Gramndma, as it's her birthday.  Also, random fact about today: in 1987, it was the last date which didn't repeat digits- 06/25/1987.  The next won't come until 07/31/2456.  This is what happens when I get bored.  Anyway, on to the main event: party!  A good crowd, a little small, but that meant lots of space.  The crowd included English and Scottish </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/111975454960727234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=111975454960727234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111975454960727234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111975454960727234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/06/62505-hot-but-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-111964661370681981</id><published>2005-06-24T16:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T16:56:53.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>6/23/05- **I finished Fast Food Nation.  A fine work, an avalanche of fascinaing, frightening facts, and while I remain skeptical about statistics, some of the anecdotal evidence, courtroom testimonies, and the like is chilling.  Sure, it's politically charged, and I wish it weren't so much, if only because that tends to obscure the important message, but as he says food safety shouldn't be a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/111964661370681981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=111964661370681981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111964661370681981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111964661370681981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/06/62305-i-finished-fast-food-nation.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-111947629259339640</id><published>2005-06-22T17:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T17:38:12.600-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>6/21/05- **1/2I'm sorry my job is so terrible at providing amusing anecdotes.  Telling you about it would get duller faster than the job itself does.  I do manage to enjoy it, largely due to the pleasant friendly environment.  This is really my first job since high school where I regularly work with other employees.  Impressive?  Maybe.  So after work, I left and made it downtown in time to get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/111947629259339640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=111947629259339640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111947629259339640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111947629259339640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/06/62105-12-im-sorry-my-job-is-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-111930256903808466</id><published>2005-06-20T17:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T23:14:34.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>6/20/05- **1/2Exhausted, but work was nicely paced, and Laura returned with stories and really red poison ivy rashes.  But it was so nice out (even with jeans on, which I switched to last minute), so lunchtime was excellent.  Also, greens use #3- salad.  Not bad when combined with prodigous quantity of dressing and other vegetables.  Afterwards, I went off to meet Andrew and go to the game store.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/111930256903808466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=111930256903808466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111930256903808466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111930256903808466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/06/62005-12-exhausted-but-work-was-nicely.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-111904364287421506</id><published>2005-06-17T16:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T17:27:22.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>6/16/05- ***Bloomsday, wherein I celebrate by thinking, "What a shame.  I would read Joyce all day, but I have to work.  Darn."  And for the sake of our collective sanity, I shant try to emulate his writing here.  Work was slow today (much like a Joyce novel).  It's the summer lull, so I shall expect more of the same in my final weeks.  But it did afford some fine conversation and bring out good </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/111904364287421506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=111904364287421506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111904364287421506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111904364287421506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/06/61605-bloomsday-wherein-i-celebrate-by_17.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-111893687941894122</id><published>2005-06-16T11:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T11:48:13.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>6/15/05- ***10 months until taxes are due.  Also 364 days until Flag Day, but that did not stop us from having a belated Flag Day salute at GCD last night.  Work was slow, so I could have left on time, but I stayed and played around on the piano a bit.  Then traffic sucked, and though I made my bus connection, there was to be no Trader Joes, which wasn't necessary anyway, and I was carrying roken</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/111893687941894122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=111893687941894122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111893687941894122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111893687941894122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/06/61505-10-months-until-taxes-are-due.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-111878604003942482</id><published>2005-06-14T17:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T17:26:48.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm questioning whether I want to keep this daily format, or just dissolve ino paragraphs like the rest of the world.  My days don't seem so distinct anymore, and I don't know ow grad school will be.  I also think paragraphs work better for linking thoughts and for random ramblings.  However, I like the chronology and organization the daily thing produces.  Thoughts?  We'll keep it going for now</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/111878604003942482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=111878604003942482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111878604003942482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111878604003942482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-questioning-whether-i-want-to-keep.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-111844046840360697</id><published>2005-06-10T17:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T17:54:28.453-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been a good two months.  And they've been good, and very busy and tumultuous.  I've found that there's an inherent problem to all this.  The busier I am, the more interesting writing here is.  Also, the more personal decisions I have to make, the more I like to write here to get opinions of all sorts and also to have the chance for head-clearing.  But the time I have is short, and it quickly</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/111844046840360697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=111844046840360697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111844046840360697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111844046840360697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/06/its-been-good-two-months.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-111293680537079054</id><published>2005-04-08T00:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T01:06:45.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>4/7/05- **1/2Who had fun this morning?  Me!  Because while my bus departed, I got to sit in a trolley stuck in line in the tunnel.  At least I had one Mr. Matt Rubin to distract me.  So I worked a little later.  And was fairly productive, and got to sit outside, although windiness was a problem for reading the paper.  Also, I got a piece which had, among the parts, "suspended flower pots and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/111293680537079054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=111293680537079054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111293680537079054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111293680537079054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/04/4705-12-who-had-fun-this-morning-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-111276321282944158</id><published>2005-04-06T00:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T00:53:32.830-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>4/5/05- ***Oh, beautiful weather returns, continuing this manic-depressive springtime in Philadelphia.  What was the best part of today?  Steven Stucky winning the Pulitzer?  Getting asked if I was on lunch, and then having my yes response ignored to have to pull scores?  Finding out my efforts to track down this scanning project were in vain?  No, probably the enclosed note with a score which </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/111276321282944158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=111276321282944158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111276321282944158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111276321282944158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/04/4505-oh-beautiful-weather-returns.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-111267671862502428</id><published>2005-04-04T23:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T00:51:58.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>4/4/05- **Well, work was really dragging.  I was tired, and the lack of ability (no returns or blank inventory cards) to do much was annoying.  I did have to do random scanning stuff, which worked until the network went down and I couldn't save or open the images.  Also, I get this annoyed looks when I do things that aren't work on my breaks.  I mean, I really don't understand this.  Argh.  After</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/111267671862502428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=111267671862502428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111267671862502428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111267671862502428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/04/4405-well-work-was-really-dragging.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-111259148030666805</id><published>2005-04-04T00:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T01:11:20.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>4/3/05- ***Managed to remember to set clock ahead this morning.  Tired.  I went to bed late, after various IMings, and then in bed I started laughing for no reason, and then it led to thinking of funny things, so not helpful.  But I managed to get up and make the train to catch the bus Chloe caught.  Also, I miraculously found a token, so I didn't have to go to the token place which was closed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/111259148030666805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=111259148030666805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111259148030666805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111259148030666805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/04/4305-managed-to-remember-to-set-clock.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-111250582101445764</id><published>2005-04-02T23:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T00:23:41.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>4/2/05- ***I woke up in pain.  I had my first Scottish exam dream (not the source of pain).  It wasn't too unpleasant but I was trying to figure out how to teach advancing with pas de basque with a poorly placed staircase in the way of my floor.  But I woke up because I was pointing my foot, and my leg cramped.  Oh, that wasn't pleasant.  And early.  Not rainy, just threatening to, and warm made </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/111250582101445764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=111250582101445764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111250582101445764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111250582101445764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/04/4205-i-woke-up-in-pain.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-111242057049814502</id><published>2005-04-02T00:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T00:42:50.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>4/1/05- ***1/2I could not get myself to write "4" for the month.  Nonetheless, a fine day.  Jelly beans.  Morning meeting with everyone, being introduced, getting a team-feeling, all that.  And so went the day.  I went outside for lunch and relished the beautiful springtime weather.  Sunny and warm, with a nice light breeze skimming across the lawn.  Also, I'm spared eating lunch with the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/111242057049814502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=111242057049814502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111242057049814502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111242057049814502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/04/4105-12-i-could-not-get-myself-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-111233465240241141</id><published>2005-04-01T00:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T00:50:52.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>4/1/05- **1/2Work was wacky today.  We lost power twice.  There was random confusion and yelling and running around.  I got offered a permanent job.  I get 50 cents more an hour and a less convenient schedule, and insurance.  Eventually.  I'm beginning to think, if Michigan (or other schools) don't offer me money, perhaps I should ask to defer for a year, save some money, apply for more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/111233465240241141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=111233465240241141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111233465240241141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111233465240241141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/04/4105-12-work-was-wacky-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-111224525413383997</id><published>2005-03-30T23:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T00:54:49.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>3/30/05- ***Today, we can add things to the list of why I love this city.  First, when the weather is nice, it's really nice.  I love it.  I love how the Schulkyll's color changes.  Yesterday it was a clay, like when chocolate and strawberry ice cream bleed together.   Today, is grayish green, like cat-eyes.  And what would normally be a downside (delayed SEPTA) is an upside, though a sad one.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/111224525413383997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=111224525413383997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111224525413383997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111224525413383997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/03/33005-today-we-can-add-things-to-list.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-111215766687783812</id><published>2005-03-29T23:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T23:41:06.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>3/29/05- **1/2Sun!  It came out this afternoon, and I was actually working by the window at that wonderful moment.  Also, I was amused by someone returning a score with a note that it was "too modern."  If this is a problem, perhaps you should not take out scores written by contemporary composers?  Just a thought.  I had to leave early for rapper, but it was glorious being outside.  I even wanted</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/111215766687783812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=111215766687783812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111215766687783812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111215766687783812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/03/32905-12-sun-it-came-out-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-111208032478584847</id><published>2005-03-29T02:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T02:12:04.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>3/28/05- **Spring is officially here?  Why?  Because every day is gray and rainy, no matter the temperature (I keep wanting to combine those words to grainy, until I realize it is a completely different word already).  Work was slightly busier, but still slow, but at least funny at times, with the conversations.  After work, I went to see a movie.  Except I didn't thanks to the horrible traffic </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/111208032478584847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=111208032478584847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111208032478584847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111208032478584847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/03/32805-spring-is-officially-here-why.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-111198931010900631</id><published>2005-03-28T00:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T01:28:23.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Weekend update!3/27/05- ***Easter Sunday.  I was slower in rising than Christ, but I needed the sleep.  Lazy combination of radio programming and talking to the family.  Interesting to hear news, my cousin's looking at colleges, but having some trouble with ADD, so I hope that works out.  Also good to talk to my dad about the Terri Schiavo thing, since he works in health care, and in fact </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/111198931010900631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=111198931010900631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111198931010900631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111198931010900631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/03/weekend-update-32705-easter-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-111172903596283782</id><published>2005-03-24T23:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T00:37:15.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>3/24/05- **1/2Work was fairly leisurely, with some nice conversational breaks.  And jokes.  And I learned of an awesome concert tomorrow- Mozart Requiem and Bach Concert for Two Violins in d minor.  And with some excellent musicians (Curtis, and Philly Chamber Orchestra)!  So I made plans with Matt for dinner and music for tomorrow.  And after work, I got more day passes, and then I decided to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/111172903596283782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=111172903596283782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111172903596283782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111172903596283782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/03/32405-12-work-was-fairly-leisurely.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-111164140746714491</id><published>2005-03-24T00:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T00:16:47.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>3/23/05- **So, the mild grey spring weather has been replaced with the indescribably worse cold rainy weather.  Wait, actually, it's pretty describable.  I hate it.  And no umbrella.  So, work went moderately well, though I was tired and now have a second long-going tedious project to contend with.  Sigh.  But the real fun was after I left.  I took the bus to catch the 100, which was late, and I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/111164140746714491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=111164140746714491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111164140746714491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111164140746714491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/03/32305-so-mild-grey-spring-weather-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-111155727544670538</id><published>2005-03-23T00:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T00:54:35.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>3/22/05- **1/2I found that beans and rice is really good with this chili garlic paste.  Mmm.  Also work today involved a complicated detective-y thing.  We got a claim that a score came back with a set, but that set was out, and we didn't know what set it came back with, so we had to hunt that down.  The problem solving was kind of fun, but the sheer amount of physical looking wasn't.  Also, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/111155727544670538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=111155727544670538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111155727544670538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111155727544670538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/03/32205-12-i-found-that-beans-and-rice.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-111147113081906058</id><published>2005-03-22T00:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T00:58:50.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>3/21/05- ***Work was shorter than usual, thanks to the rapper performance.  SEPTA provided more reflection time.  First, why I love public transit.  A car may let me go when and where I want.  But I love being free to enjoy the ride and think.  Part of it is I relax about it- I don't obsessively clench my teeth and check my watch if it's late.  If it's late, there's nothing I can do, and well, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/111147113081906058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=111147113081906058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111147113081906058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111147113081906058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/03/32105-work-was-shorter-than-usual.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-111137864362419600</id><published>2005-03-20T22:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T01:05:59.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>3/20/05- **1/2I've made a hot plate of chocolate chip pancakes and I'm listening to Dawn Upshaw.  This is a fine way to end a full day.  I woke up and quickly prepped before going to catch my train.  I was very tired, possibly still slightly drunk, although it was mostly just being tired.  So, my legs hurt from last night, my mind wandered, and I wasn't exactly at the top of my game.  Nonetheless</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/111137864362419600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=111137864362419600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111137864362419600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111137864362419600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/03/32005-12-ive-made-hot-plate-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-111086631292378920</id><published>2005-03-15T00:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T01:45:11.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>3/18/05- ***1/2Well, work drifted along kind of aimlessly, with some interesting musical conversations.  However my mind was already on weekend mode by the afternoon.  The bus back allows me the opportunity to rant briefly.  Cell phones with walkietalkies.  Why?  They're loud and annoying as it is, we don't need louder noises.  Your half of the conversation is stupid.  The other half, well, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/111086631292378920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=111086631292378920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111086631292378920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111086631292378920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/03/31805-12-well-work-drifted-along-kind.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3258186.post-111052540441671636</id><published>2005-03-11T02:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T02:16:44.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>3/10/05- **1/2I finished my project at work, and have been given another.  Busy busy.  I also impressed my coworkers by correctly guessing Berlioz for a random piece which was on (the Francs-Juges Overture).  Chen thought it was Beethoven 2, but I discounted that pretty authoritatively.  Woo.  Anyway, today gets bonus points for the most adorably talkative toddler on the El.  Also, I'm going to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/feeds/111052540441671636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3258186&amp;postID=111052540441671636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111052540441671636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3258186/posts/default/111052540441671636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonatanator.blogspot.com/2005/03/31005-12-i-finished-my-project-at-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816806465296764205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
