tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54141872011-04-21T21:11:56.993-07:00a grail-shaped lantern of Jeannie's dreamsjeanniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01127012677223746659noreply@blogger.comBlogger251100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414187.post-1139448472939922382006-02-08T17:26:00.000-08:002006-02-08T17:27:52.946-08:00

Get a glass of your favorite beverage, and join me in a toast: To Fetenstimmung!

jeanniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01127012677223746659noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414187.post-1128114425869975602005-09-30T14:02:00.000-07:002005-09-30T14:11:20.176-07:00

Passport and a pedicure - what more does a girl need for her first trip to London?

jeanniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01127012677223746659noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414187.post-1121810825999921102005-07-19T14:48:00.000-07:002005-07-19T15:07:06.006-07:00

The last time I got to see Phoenix was at Jess & Jon's wedding. He and his Mom Linda were out on the dance floor, but people kept cutting in and stealing Phoenix away. I, of course, was one of them. He went - always - smilingly and joyfully to the next woman who held out her arms. I got a couple of songs' worth of cuddling on the dance floor, and at one point his Mom leaned over and shouted

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"Oh, you're awake - good morning! Would you like me to put the kettle on?"A baleful look from question recipient."Oh, c'mon, I don't think I could screw that part up.""You're an American - you're genetically incapable of making a proper cup of tea.""Hey! My ancestors came from there!""Well, that's probably why they got kicked out.""Deported for improper beverage preparation?""Exactly."

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A lot of "real bloggers" did some variety of the year in review - top five or ten favorite posts, Most Popular, Most Linked, Top News Stories, Best New Toys, 10 Most Disgusting Things Found In The Back Of My Fridge - you know how they are. Some smartass bloggers I know (too numerous to mention here) snidely asked me if I were planning on doing a "jeanniecool's top ten posts of 2004". Since I

jeanniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01127012677223746659noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414187.post-1099547691702781512004-11-03T21:46:00.000-08:002004-11-03T21:54:51.726-08:00

I've been feeling more than a little distraught the last 24 hours. Who knows - perhaps even distressed enough to blog about it later...well, we'll see. However, I just got this from my friend Jonas, and it made my day. Thanks, Jonas; I owe you one!

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Three words: Supreme Court appointments. Go out and do the right thing on Tuesday, okay?

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I've met a lot of incredibly cool people online in the past year (more on this later - really. I mean it!), so I debated long and hard about the wisdom of posting this. [Some of these wonderful and amazing people have extended invitations to me to visit, and I really hope these invitations are not about to be rescinded. Love of a good (?) story is pretty much always going to win the day,

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is open for business. It's official. The stupidity and the ridiculous waste of time, energy and emotion are over. Official time of death: Sunday, July 25, 2004, 9:58 am PST.

jeanniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01127012677223746659noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414187.post-1090477266354367232004-07-21T23:12:00.000-07:002004-07-30T21:04:11.446-07:00

shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. Fool me 1, 384 times, shame on - well, hell, just take me out and shoot me for being such a fawking idiot for so very very long. I'm sad to say the learning curve's been flat for waaaay too long, but I can take a hint...once it's been applied with a sledgehammer. According to AA, the definition of insanity is "doing the same thing over and

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From me to you. Let's just say you're making brownies for your bestest friend's going away party. And let's just say you're so darn efficient that you mix up the brownies while the oven's heating up, putting them in and then heading off to take your shower while they bake. And let's say that when you get out of the shower, it's time to take them out of the oven. And let's say that you do

jeanniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01127012677223746659noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414187.post-1082963163513672562004-04-26T00:06:00.000-07:002004-04-26T00:10:56.700-07:00

It's time again for the most effortless charity work you'll ever be asked to do! Before y'all start whining, let me tell you how you can do a good thing and have fun doing it! Lifelong Aids Alliance, (the result of the merge of Chicken Soup Brigade and the Northwest AIDS Foundation) is once again sponsoring Dine Out for Life. The LAA is dedicated to educating people against the spread of

jeanniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01127012677223746659noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414187.post-1078115542153226392004-02-29T20:32:00.000-08:002004-02-29T20:34:28.623-08:00

Watching the Oscars with the gang on #joiito, and having a lot of fun. There are a whole mess of people in parts of the world not able to see it live and we're doing our best to keep them up to date on our fashion critiques and LotR's 9/9 sweep thus far (hope this doesn't jinx them for the big two). However, once again and as usual, Halley does it best! (There's a lot of mockery, yes, but I'm

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Here it is, three weeks into the new year, and I've already blown it. One of my (very few) New Year's Resolutions was to make a valiant attempt to blog more frequently. See, I have a tendency to start things, and a lesser inclination to finish them. I have what seems like dozens of blog posts started which remain unposted because they aren't…quite…perfect. [Please note, Dear Reader, that this

jeanniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01127012677223746659noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414187.post-1068843469862763982003-11-14T12:57:00.000-08:002003-11-14T12:58:10.140-08:00

Wishing you the very best on your new adventure. Go get 'em, Conrad!

jeanniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01127012677223746659noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414187.post-1058999644101910202003-07-23T15:34:00.000-07:002003-08-07T00:10:48.940-07:00

Really. Even though some of you thought I was. It's sweet. Really. You guys are the greatest!!!

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We say "au revoir" to Wags, PhD It is with profound sadness that I share the passing of Dr. Wags, a giant among canines. Dr. Wags was a member of Linda and Mike's family, and it is to his credit (and my own discredit, I suppose) that I remembered meeting him at parties before I could place Mike & Linda in the same context. He was a soothing presence at so many gatherings over the years;

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Another story from the mouth of a babe My friends Aaron and Kristi were hanging out one night, with Kristi's 5-year-old daughter, Miranda. They were at Aaron's, teaching Miranda to play her first-ever game of Twenty Questions. They'd actually given her a lot more than the usual number--I mean, c'mon, it was her first time, and she's five, fer crissakes! They were on about question number

jeanniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01127012677223746659noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414187.post-1056055228250993192003-06-19T13:40:00.000-07:002003-06-19T14:06:03.733-07:00

A Tradition of Streaking This weekend is the annual Fremont Solstice Parade, a grand tradition of Seattle at its hippiest. You can check out the site for parade participation rules, but basically, anyone can participate by dint of becoming a member of the Fremont Arts Council. Floats are made of recycled materials and no motorized vehicles are allowed. It's always a delightful array of

jeanniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01127012677223746659noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414187.post-1054963760999824872003-06-06T22:29:00.000-07:002003-06-20T02:10:38.706-07:00

A couple of months ago, my friend Ben invited me to join Friendster.com, the Kevin Bacon approach to making friends and finding playmates. The idea behind it is a six-degrees-of-separation sort of thing. You join, invite some friends to join, and they tell two friends, and they tell two friends, ad nauseum. The practical upshot is that it's really only four degress of separation, but it's

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Sunday, June 1st, was my bestest friend Trina's birthday. We gathered together in our favorite local watering hole (read: bar) for drinks and schnacks and presents. Victoria was there, and she is reknowned for her extraordinary powers of gift giving. Victoria gave Trina a toy submarine. Called the Kursk. Yep, after that Kursk. We spent many happy moments engaged in gallows humor,

jeanniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01127012677223746659noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414187.post-1053857187510719302003-05-25T03:06:00.000-07:002003-05-29T00:21:47.043-07:00

Jeannie's chatroom inaction Is due to a pleasant distraction; She finds it grand to type with one hand-- In pursuit of her own satisfaction.

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is concupiscence. Use it.

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Because, you know, I needed another one of those.... Some guy I don't really know hepped me to this curveball game and I've been playing it far too much. It's rather nostalgic for me; not quite Pong, but pretty damned close. (I was the kind of girl who liked Pong and Centipede...things like Defender required too much attention for me to enjoy playing.) Try it. You'll hate me for it.

jeanniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01127012677223746659noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5414187.post-1053504362649985912003-05-21T01:06:00.000-07:002003-05-21T01:58:47.910-07:00

First Blog Haiku: First blogging attempt. I'm feeling too much pressure. Perhaps tomorrow.

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