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    Berton 11:09 pm on March 21, 2010 Permalink | Reply
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    Week 11 – NCAA National Wrestling Championships 

    know that wrestling isn’t the most popular sport, which is a huge shame.  But I grew up with it.  My father was a wrestling coach, my older brothers wrestled (I didn’t, but I didn’t play any sports).  And recently I have gotten back into watching it.  So this past weekend, I went to the National Wrestling Championships with my father and two brothers in Omaha.  And that was by far the most exciting weekend of sports I have ever personally witnessed in my entire life.  I know many of you may not watch or care about the sport, so I will spare the details, but needless to say, some of the wrestling was so intense that Jayson Ness from Minnesota’s match made the #1 play on Sportscenter Saturday night.  When have you ever seen wrestling covered on Sportscenter?  Never!  And this match was so amazing that it made #1.

    Anyway, if you want to watch the last take down of the match, watch the top ten plays at http://espn.go.com/video/clip?id=5015113

     
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    adrienne 10:34 pm on March 21, 2010 Permalink | Reply  

    Recent Haiku (Stash haiku to come later) 

    The inertia hits
    A wave that pulls you under
    Soft and unyielding.
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    To Patsy Ann – a canine ship greeter in Juneau
    who, though deaf, always knew when a ship was coming in. A statue
    of her now sits on the dock to forever greet the ships:

    Immortalized soul
    Whose strange, gentle gift brought joy
    to all travelers.
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    Thoughts flow unbidden
    Blinding, enshrouding, until
    All warmth surrenders.
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    Two-parter on – What it’s like to think you might be about to have a seizure:

    Throat tightens, hand grips.
    Threat of the simple partial
    Slaps me in the face.

    Panic stops my heart.
    Cannot have anyone see,
    Cannot be alone.

     
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    Kimberly Hula 9:35 pm on March 21, 2010 Permalink | Reply
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    Adventures in Hairstyling 

    I sometimes (see: often) have these quarterly year crises.  They involve me getting restless.  When I am restless I crave change.  When I crave change I sometimes (see: often) dramatically alter my physical appearance by changing my hair.  So, should one look at the date stamp of any photograph of me of any certain year, one will find upwards to four different hairstyles.  Four!  2000 boasted the best of black to red to burgundy to brown.  I was a blond in Japan, and a brunette in Japan.  And what my hairstylists dubbed my “sakura (cherry blossom)” phase in Japan.  4 colors all at once in Chicago; one at most in Florida.  All told, I am not immune to impulsivity.

    Okay, so a proposed hair adventure is weak.  I understand this, except that it is always good to take routine, no matter how harried (hair-ied), and make it into something new.  So I did just that.  I scoured the streets of Boston for any salons willing to take me on as a test patient (aka: hair model), and in turn offered them this freedom: complete and total control.  Therein lies the caveat: I had, for the first time ever, absolutely no say in my own makeover.  I could not suggest.  I could not request.  I could not betray my opinion.  I was to remain stoic, impartial and ready to receive… anything. (More …)

     
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      modpix 9:52 pm on March 21, 2010 Permalink

      I love it – almost every single picture of me shows a different style and/or color. I was everything you were regarding hair color. Thanks to radiation and a thinning of my hair on one side of my head – my cut will likely not stray absurdly far from what I have now, as it has done before. I think many people are afraid to change their hair in any way, so a “small” adventure to you is huge for them…

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    adrienne 8:09 pm on March 21, 2010 Permalink | Reply
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    A Quick and Dirty Catch-up… 

    8th Adventure – getting a haiku accepted into Sidelines, Simmons lit. magazine.  Not a big adventure, but nice to get a poem in the mag two years running (two last year, I’m slipping). 🙂

    9th – Going to Boston Beerworks for the first time on 12 March.  I decided it was no longer fair that I wasn’t supposed to drink at all (thanks to issues from a brain tumor I didn’t ask for), and so after nearly 12 years of nothing more than a couple of  sips of alcohol, I drank two beers and a little vodka (over the course of the entire evening).  I’m not going to go crazy, of course, because that would be stupid, but I’m not always going to say no.  A defiant adventure, it was.  Although the Beerworks is nice, and it was a fun evening with friends.

    10th – I joined Haiku a Day on Facebook, and will test my mettle with the poetry style I love writing. I reserve the right, however, to fall back on my older stash, and I firmly believe that haiku poems can be in two parts, like chapters. Themed haiku.

    11th – Friday 19 March I tried JPLicks ice cream for the first time – kahlua.  Yummy, but definitely get a cup because it is drippy!

     
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    adrienne 6:56 pm on March 18, 2010 Permalink | Reply
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    On the Barnes and Noble website, 

    under the book The Year of the Flood by Margaret Atwood, is my very first review (name is pixie-girl)!  It’s my 7th adventure. I hadn’t ever really thought about doing it,  but this year I decided to give it a go.  The publishing class I took last semester brought me back to books, and the ALA Midwinter meeting garnered me over 30 free books – advanced reader copies and uncorrected proofs.  So the time seemed right, and right to start with Atwood, my favorite author.  Looking forward to making this more of a regular event, not just a one-time adventure!

     
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    adrienne 6:40 pm on March 18, 2010 Permalink | Reply
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    And the 6th – I went to Hogwarts 

    Who knew it was at the Museum of Science?  And I thought I liked the V&A in London.  The Harry Potter Exhibition was quite possibly the most brilliant thing I have done or will do in this town.  A mostly self-directed tour of the wonders of the Harry Potter world, the exhibit was filled with the creatures, props, and costumes used in the films.  A lot of what my friend Kim and I saw were in The Goblet of Fire, so that film now has a special place in my heart.  I wanted to try on Hermione’s Yule Ball gown in the worst way – I’m sure it would’ve fit.  I pulled up a Mandrake, threw a Quaffle through a hoop, sat in Hagrid’s big chair, which was really huge, and heard the Fat Lady sing!  There was so much I can’t even remember it all.  But it was brilliant – if only I didn’t have to come back…

     
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    jenitz 10:04 am on March 17, 2010 Permalink | Reply
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    My adventure for this week is something I don’t see myself doing again. I no longer wonder why pole dancing classes at Crunch are so late on the schedule. Even at 8:30pm I found it completely awkward strutting myself around a pole in the group exercise room that is completely surrounded by windows. I typically don’t go to Crunch in the evenings (I’m a 6am-er) so it was unfortunate to learn that this was the time when all the hot, straight guys go to the gym and just happen to be using the weight machines around this room. Mistake number 1- apparently you’re supposed to where really short shorts so that you legs can squeeze around the pole and hold you up. I’m talking shorts so short that I could tell you the instructors shaving preference (gross, right). Mistake number 2- you are also encouraged to bring stripper heels. You cannot believe some of the stuff these girls were doing. It was actually a little impressive, but then I realized that the only real use for this training (unless my boyfriend decides to install a pole in our bedroom) is something that I find totally degrading. To each their own, but I think I’ll stick to pilates and spinning.

     
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      yearof52adventures 8:07 pm on March 17, 2010 Permalink

      while it’s good you tried, I am sooooo relieved that you are opposed to a stripper pole in the bedroom.

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    eatveggiesdrinkwine 9:13 pm on March 16, 2010 Permalink | Reply
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    8/52: Spinning my wheels without going anywhere 

    I have something against treadmills. Why would I run or walk in the same excruciatingly boring spot when I have the option of exploring all the sights, sounds and smells of a neighborhood? So my interest in taking a spinning class was kind of random. Different machine, same problem, right?

    Not really, as I learned on Monday night. Add black lights, pounding music and an instructor yelling at me to stand on my pedals and run every few minutes, and there’s no room for boredom. Only time for sweating and wondering how badly my be-hind was going to hurt afterwards. (FYI: No amount of seat padding helps.)

    It felt like a return to my step aerobic roots. (Thankfully, pictures of those days do not exist.) No talk of connecting breath and movement, no spirituality — just an intense, heart-thumping hour. Immediately afterwards, I felt wired in a not-so-great way. For the past few years I’ve been using exercise as a way to calm my mind, not to continue the chaos of my work day. The constant stimulation of the class was anything but relaxing. But by the time I was home, I felt energized in a positive way. This was definitely not the typical Monday night energy level I’d been used to for the past six months. While I can’t imagine I’ll make spinning a part of my weekly routine, I can see myself taking a class when I need an energy boost (or after a serious chow-down).

     
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      yearof52adventures 8:06 pm on March 17, 2010 Permalink

      It’s good to kick it up a few notches and try a new routine. I’ll think I’ll slip something in to my schedule now myself. thanks!

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    Berton 8:25 pm on March 16, 2010 Permalink | Reply
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    Week 10 – The Playlist 

    About two years ago, a friend of mine did a psychology or sociology or some such project that she asked me to participate in.  It was kind of an interesting idea, and I started thinking about it recently.  And ya know what, why not do my own version of this project as an adventure.  I love making playlists of my music, so that is how it will come into play.  But for this project to work, I need the help of you.  Yes, you.  The person reading this.  Even if you barely know me or don’t like me.

    What I ask of you is to think of a song, any song at all, that for whatever reason makes you think of me in some way.  Maybe the lyrics remind you of a childhood event we had together, maybe it makes you feel angry and you hate me, maybe we sang the song together on a roadtrip together.  Whatever the reason, whatever the song, please tell me.  And after a week’s time, I will compile the songs together and make a Daniel Playlist.  Feel free to post the songs as comments on here, or e-mail me at d.amborn@gmail.com.  Oh, and please explain why you selected that song.  Don’t just say, “A Whole New World,” without telling me why, cause that would leave me with many questions.

    Thanks for your help in this adventure!

     
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      yearof52adventures 8:05 pm on March 17, 2010 Permalink

      White Wedding. When you told me you were pricing rings and asked me to look around in Hiroshima, I queued this up before going to the jeweler, and, ahem, trying on big blinging rings all in the sake of friendship.

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    jenitz 12:38 pm on March 16, 2010 Permalink | Reply  

    After a long hiatus of posting, I’m back (and will hopefully catch up). Last weeks adventure was taking a dance class. The last time I took a class was over five years when I was on scholarship at Joel Hall Dance Center in Chicago. You’d think I would have done more with my minor in dance. After being away from the studio so long I was totally nervous, but I went to a benefit several months ago and learned of a class called “Sweaty Sundays.” After dropping my boyfriend off at the airport I shot up to Silverlake and just barely got into the noon class. I was defintely slower picking up the steps, but there were so many levels and everyone was just there to have fun so I didn’t feel any pressure to be perfect. So glad I took the adventure!

     

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