<?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-26605235</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:39:06.867-05:00</updated><title type='text'>caeruleum</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caeruleum.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26605235/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caeruleum.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Caeruleum</name><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>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26605235.post-7996451973975047308</id><published>2009-09-20T22:10:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T21:47:13.178-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Night</title><content type='html'>Can't remember what I did this week, but some highlights: eating Red Mango frozen yogurt with mango and raspberry toppings (it's creamy and mildly sweet!); seeing Deerhoof at Le Poisson Rouge with Aaron (loud but an energetic and quirky performance); coming across one of the best personal essays ever, &lt;a href="http://happydays.blogs.nytimes.com/2009/09/17/the-referendum/"&gt;"The Referendum,"&lt;/a&gt; by Tim Kreider. I must have read the essay like 10 times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The problem is, we only get one chance at this, with no do-overs. Life is, in effect, a non-repeatable experiment with no control.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eloquently put. So you do the best with your own life experiment. Good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my experiment of the day was to give facial a second chance. I like it, and I don't. The pampering is enjoyable, but the cleaning is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now off to cooking a late dinner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26605235-7996451973975047308?l=caeruleum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caeruleum.blogspot.com/feeds/7996451973975047308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26605235&amp;postID=7996451973975047308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26605235/posts/default/7996451973975047308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26605235/posts/default/7996451973975047308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caeruleum.blogspot.com/2009/09/sunday-night.html' title='Sunday Night'/><author><name>Caeruleum</name><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-26605235.post-9084055130124416588</id><published>2009-09-12T00:28:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T01:00:31.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Friday</title><content type='html'>Met up with K &amp; B tonight to see Julie &amp; Julia. Such a joyful movie! A feast for the heart. Made my week, which was starting to go down hill... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopes for this weekend: gym class (cycling), some fall shopping (it's getting cooold), maybe a museum or park if weather permits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I'm going to try to start blogging again. Got inspired by the movie. Of course, then it would seem like I blog all the time. Ah well! I guess I'm just a blogger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26605235-9084055130124416588?l=caeruleum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caeruleum.blogspot.com/feeds/9084055130124416588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26605235&amp;postID=9084055130124416588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26605235/posts/default/9084055130124416588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26605235/posts/default/9084055130124416588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caeruleum.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-friday.html' title='Happy Friday'/><author><name>Caeruleum</name><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-26605235.post-283630443867098794</id><published>2009-02-22T20:48:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T20:58:42.789-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy</title><content type='html'>It's Oscar night. My head is giddy. My nose has stopped running, but I'm still feeling under the weather. Can't wait to go to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26605235-283630443867098794?l=caeruleum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caeruleum.blogspot.com/feeds/283630443867098794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26605235&amp;postID=283630443867098794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26605235/posts/default/283630443867098794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26605235/posts/default/283630443867098794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caeruleum.blogspot.com/2009/02/sleepy.html' title='Sleepy'/><author><name>Caeruleum</name><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-26605235.post-2866236239673672061</id><published>2007-01-14T12:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T23:58:27.979-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Polke</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q4yqAQJ8vYk/RaplvawYruI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hEtMPil87c4/s1600-h/polke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q4yqAQJ8vYk/RaplvawYruI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hEtMPil87c4/s320/polke.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019936599968362210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigmar Polke paintings at Michael Werner Gallery.  Great stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26605235-2866236239673672061?l=caeruleum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caeruleum.blogspot.com/feeds/2866236239673672061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26605235&amp;postID=2866236239673672061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26605235/posts/default/2866236239673672061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26605235/posts/default/2866236239673672061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caeruleum.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-saw-polke-show-saturday-morning.html' title='Polke'/><author><name>Caeruleum</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q4yqAQJ8vYk/RaplvawYruI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hEtMPil87c4/s72-c/polke.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26605235.post-1027533670409129057</id><published>2007-01-07T03:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T00:01:39.812-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Overeating</title><content type='html'>I've set my longest dinner record: five hours at a Japanese all-you-can-eat restaurant.  The details are a little painful, so no need to elaborate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26605235-1027533670409129057?l=caeruleum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caeruleum.blogspot.com/feeds/1027533670409129057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26605235&amp;postID=1027533670409129057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26605235/posts/default/1027533670409129057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26605235/posts/default/1027533670409129057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caeruleum.blogspot.com/2007/01/ive-set-my-longest-dinner-record-five.html' title='Overeating'/><author><name>Caeruleum</name><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-26605235.post-2156512407205848936</id><published>2007-01-06T01:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T00:21:49.225-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>Tonight I saw a giant blue Christmas tree in the plaza of a large building complex.  It was lovely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26605235-2156512407205848936?l=caeruleum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caeruleum.blogspot.com/feeds/2156512407205848936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26605235&amp;postID=2156512407205848936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26605235/posts/default/2156512407205848936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26605235/posts/default/2156512407205848936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caeruleum.blogspot.com/2007/01/tonight-when-i-was-walking-to-subway.html' title='A Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Caeruleum</name><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-26605235.post-2392943251851687711</id><published>2006-12-27T13:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T00:00:07.492-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Death of a President</title><content type='html'>In the morning my radio alarm went off and for two hours while I labored to wake up I heard the name Gerald Ford mentioned again and again.  Gerald Ford, the 38th president, had died.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26605235-2392943251851687711?l=caeruleum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caeruleum.blogspot.com/feeds/2392943251851687711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26605235&amp;postID=2392943251851687711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26605235/posts/default/2392943251851687711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26605235/posts/default/2392943251851687711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caeruleum.blogspot.com/2006/12/this-morning-my-radio-alarm-went-off.html' title='Death of a President'/><author><name>Caeruleum</name><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-26605235.post-116711047814535043</id><published>2006-12-26T00:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T23:59:30.789-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Junior Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4541/2786/1600/539299/juniorboys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4541/2786/320/158529/juniorboys.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trekked out to Brooklyn in one of the coldest nights of the year to see Junior Boys perform.  They were promoting their new album "So This Is Goodbye" - a collection of songs that are at once futuristic and nostalgic.  It was a short show, but energetic and hypnotic.  Under the swirling disco rays, I closed my eyes and swayed my body to the pulsating beat.  It felt so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the song "FM":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Through the crooked roads&lt;br /&gt;and the static codes&lt;br /&gt;on the hotel radios...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...And one more year&lt;br /&gt;becomes one more year...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26605235-116711047814535043?l=caeruleum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caeruleum.blogspot.com/feeds/116711047814535043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26605235&amp;postID=116711047814535043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26605235/posts/default/116711047814535043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26605235/posts/default/116711047814535043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caeruleum.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-trekked-out-to-brooklyn-in-one-of.html' title='Junior Boys'/><author><name>Caeruleum</name><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-26605235.post-116702612839876839</id><published>2006-12-25T00:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T00:27:57.379-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking in Rain</title><content type='html'>Friday evening when I walked out of the library it began to drizzle.  Soon, the drizzle turned into steady rain.  I walked in the rain for a long time, passing the crowds surrounding 42nd Street and Broadway, toward East, then North and then West.  The rain water glistened and trickled in their peculiar lightweightness, like tears, full of feelings, over festive lights, ornamental colors, and throngs of passerbys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26605235-116702612839876839?l=caeruleum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caeruleum.blogspot.com/feeds/116702612839876839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26605235&amp;postID=116702612839876839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26605235/posts/default/116702612839876839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26605235/posts/default/116702612839876839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caeruleum.blogspot.com/2006/12/friday-evening-when-i-walked-out-of.html' title='Walking in Rain'/><author><name>Caeruleum</name><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-26605235.post-116131510609178578</id><published>2006-10-19T22:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T00:02:13.657-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Is Beauty?</title><content type='html'>I like Stendhal's definition that "Beauty is nothing else but a promise of happiness."  It is an elegant simplification.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26605235-116131510609178578?l=caeruleum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caeruleum.blogspot.com/feeds/116131510609178578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26605235&amp;postID=116131510609178578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26605235/posts/default/116131510609178578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26605235/posts/default/116131510609178578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caeruleum.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-like-stendhals-definition-that.html' title='What Is Beauty?'/><author><name>Caeruleum</name><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>
