<?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-6881448195214888133</id><updated>2011-07-07T17:17:45.506-07:00</updated><category term='husband'/><category term='job'/><category term='tech'/><category term='personal'/><category term='love'/><category term='work'/><category term='computers'/><category term='freak flag'/><category term='recommendations'/><title type='text'>Attention Span of a Goldfish</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohlookshinything.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881448195214888133/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohlookshinything.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>FlameGurl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16365867056748705502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2BlHqEaB00/TCVtWA5NOXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PpU0J5aA5Tc/S220/bbq.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6881448195214888133.post-2913430573934201366</id><published>2009-06-06T16:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T16:41:59.691-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommendations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tech'/><title type='text'>Flock of Browsers</title><content type='html'>&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" size="4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;So I got curious to see what other &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Web_browser"&gt;web browsers&lt;/a&gt; were out there.&amp;nbsp; Was I missing something cool that the hardcore geeks consider so run of the mill they don't even talk about it?&amp;nbsp; Sure enough, it seems my suspicions were correct.&amp;nbsp; I have discovered &lt;a href="http://www.flock.com/"&gt;Flock&lt;/a&gt;, a browser built on the &lt;a href="http://www.mozilla.org/"&gt;Mozilla&lt;/a&gt; platform.&amp;nbsp; If you are into &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/"&gt;Twittering&lt;/a&gt; or addicted to &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;, this one is for you.&amp;nbsp; It will import all your bookmarks, passwords, etc., is easy to use, loads quickly, AND has a sidebar where you can keep an eye on your Facebook &amp;amp; Twitter feeds while browsing elsewhere!&amp;nbsp; It also has a built-in blog editor and a place to add more than one webmail feed which will alert you to new mail instantly.&amp;nbsp; I'll have to use it for awhile before reporting more, but at first glance, this &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Social_networking"&gt;social-networking&lt;/a&gt; girl has found a new love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div class="flockcredit" style="text-align: right; color: #CCC; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Blogged with the &lt;a href="http://www.flock.com/blogged-with-flock" style="color: #999; font-weight: bold;" target="_new" title="Flock Browser"&gt;Flock Browser&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6881448195214888133-2913430573934201366?l=ohlookshinything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohlookshinything.blogspot.com/feeds/2913430573934201366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohlookshinything.blogspot.com/2009/06/flock-of-browsers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881448195214888133/posts/default/2913430573934201366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881448195214888133/posts/default/2913430573934201366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohlookshinything.blogspot.com/2009/06/flock-of-browsers.html' title='Flock of Browsers'/><author><name>FlameGurl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16365867056748705502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2BlHqEaB00/TCVtWA5NOXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PpU0J5aA5Tc/S220/bbq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6881448195214888133.post-7110909680525947761</id><published>2009-03-29T12:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T12:13:41.662-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freak flag'/><title type='text'>Plans to Fly the Freak Flag</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;     I wish I was as cool as everyone seems to think I am.  I'm not spontaneous.  I mean I am to a degree, but within fairly strict boundaries.  I'm not apt to just jet off someplace without going home, making a list of things I'll need and packing and then leaving a note to my loved ones telling them where I've gone.  I wish I was that crazy wacky friend who always comes up with insane spontaneous activities but I'm not.  Now and then, I can mimic this sort of person, but my activities have always been planned out in my head first.  I've gone over and over the activity to see if this is indeed a fabulous idea, and then again to look for logistical problems with carrying out said plan.  Of course no one is aware of this, so I have the *appearance* of being utterly spontaneous, fun, and probably crazy.  Also, I don't think people are aware of the fact that I'm insecure.  A lot.  I dress completely opposite of those who shop at the Gap.  Does that sort of give you a picture?  I prefer to look as if I've just stepped out of Beetlejuice or an Addams Family movie.  That's just my style.  I'm not quite sure how it developed as the rest of my family could have easily just stepped out of a Gap commercial.  The only thingl I'm sure of...it wasn't spontaneous!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6881448195214888133-7110909680525947761?l=ohlookshinything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohlookshinything.blogspot.com/feeds/7110909680525947761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohlookshinything.blogspot.com/2009/03/plans-to-fly-freak-flag.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881448195214888133/posts/default/7110909680525947761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881448195214888133/posts/default/7110909680525947761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohlookshinything.blogspot.com/2009/03/plans-to-fly-freak-flag.html' title='Plans to Fly the Freak Flag'/><author><name>FlameGurl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16365867056748705502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2BlHqEaB00/TCVtWA5NOXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PpU0J5aA5Tc/S220/bbq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6881448195214888133.post-3453796846028687075</id><published>2009-03-26T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T17:15:43.272-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Better than Flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;     Yesterday I was having something of a rough day.  I was stressed out from having applied for a job for the first time in 15 yrs and PMSing to boot.  My husband phoned from work and we talked about some minor household things.  A little while later, I checked Facebook and saw that he'd posted this on my wall:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you are pretty and smart,the only girl in the universe for me is you.Thank you for holding my hand and guiding my stupid ass through the years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;     I was speechless.  Still am a little.  Direct compliments from my husband are not very frequent.  I'm sort of happy about that.  I wonder if the impact would wear off if I heard this sort of thing all the time.  What a treasure he is.  We've been together 14 1/2 yrs now and as you can see, the shiny hasn't worn off yet.  *smile*  The thing that made this even better was that he posted it right out there where everyone could see it.  Flowers are fabulous, but only I see them, or perhaps the odd friend who stops by.  This compliment was posted on the newsfeeds of all 128 of our mutual friends as well as on my wall where my friends would see it.  WOW.  What a man! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Flowers'/><author><name>FlameGurl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16365867056748705502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2BlHqEaB00/TCVtWA5NOXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PpU0J5aA5Tc/S220/bbq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6881448195214888133.post-8726969334296400838</id><published>2009-03-25T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T13:05:27.914-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><title type='text'>Unemployed in the City</title><content type='html'> &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;    For the past 5 years, I've been doing childcare before and after school for a little boy.  Two weeks ago, I was informed that his stepmom was going to be off work on medical leave and would be taking over caring for the boy for a minimum of 4-6 weeks!  AAAAAAGH!!!  Suddenly, I found myself unemployed!  I haven't really thought about getting a different kind of job for at least 5 years, probably longer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;     I started halfheartedly browsing some job listings online, mainly out of curiousity and one jumped out at me.  Cashier at a liquor store.  Nice.  Low-stress (as opposed to something like waitressing) and it's about a two minute drive from my house.  The listing said to apply in person between the hours of 9am and 5pm, so this morning I was sitting outside the store at 9am waiting for it to open!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;     I'd hoped to skip the gauntlet of attempting to write a resume because I interview really well and in the past, I got every job I interviewed for, so I thought maybe I could just talk to the owner.  No dice.  The owner was not in yet.  However, the girl who was working there was a girl I'd talked to many times over several months at the childrens' school where she was dropping off children for a friend!  YES!  I have an in!  She told me I needed to bring in a resume and that the owners weren't usually in until afternoon, so if I brought a resume, she'd put it aside and make sure they got it.  I spent about an hour listing my virtues as well as all the positions I have held on the PAC (Parent Advisory Council...used to be the PTA) in recent years, got my references in order, had a couple trusted friends look it over, and then, heart in my throat went back to the business where by now I BADLY  want to work!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;     When I showed up with resume in hand, the girl at the counter picked up the phone and said "a lady is here with a resume".  EEK!  The owners were already there and it wasn't even noon yet!  I wasn't really prepared for this, but bravely made my way upstairs, smiled at the receptionist and an older gentleman, and was told to proceed through to the office.  The gentleman who greeted me seemed nice and when he introduced himself, I realized we'd met when I was last gainfully employed outside the home, in the restaurant downstairs!  He even said he remembered me!  Oh please please please let this be a good sign!  We spoke just a few words, he said he was still collecting resumes, and I left.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;     Now I play the waiting game.  I sit and hope he calls MY references, that MY smile and MY personality all play well together and he wants ME for the job!  I'll keep you updated...when I hear anything.  And if I don't get this job...well I suppose now that I have a current resume, I could spread it around a little.  I wonder if any video stores are hiring?  I bet that's a sweet job!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6881448195214888133-8726969334296400838?l=ohlookshinything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohlookshinything.blogspot.com/feeds/8726969334296400838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohlookshinything.blogspot.com/2009/03/unemployed-in-city.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881448195214888133/posts/default/8726969334296400838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881448195214888133/posts/default/8726969334296400838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohlookshinything.blogspot.com/2009/03/unemployed-in-city.html' title='Unemployed in the City'/><author><name>FlameGurl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16365867056748705502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_k2BlHqEaB00/TCVtWA5NOXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PpU0J5aA5Tc/S220/bbq.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6881448195214888133.post-7445157403954498742</id><published>2009-03-24T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T13:06:18.256-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recommendations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tech'/><title type='text'>Google Chrome</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;For ages now, I've been the biggest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mozilla.com/en-US/firefox/firefox.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Firefox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; fan ever.  Forget clunky old &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.microsoft.com/windows/products/winfamily/ie/default.mspx"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Internet Exploder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;, Firefox was *the* browser.  Well move over bacon, make room for something faster and sleeker!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/chrome"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Google Chrome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; loads light years faster than Firefox.  While you are still playing the "open NOW!"....."how bout NOW!" game with Firefox, GC snaps open and you are off and running.  I also love the idea of having all my most-visited sites handy to me instantly on opening rather than being confined to only one home page.  I am a creature of habit and regularly visit the same 3-5 sites each time I pop my browser open, but I don't always like to visit my sites in the same order!  The copy/paste option need some work, sometimes I have to click "select all" and then unclick it in order for the "paste" option to appear and it doesn't yet allow you to right click on a photo and set it as your wallpaper (yes people, it's WALLPAPER, not a screensaver!), but overall, this browser is my new favorite toy and I'm recommending it to everyone I know!!!  Download it here: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/chrome"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;http://www.google.com/chrome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6881448195214888133-7445157403954498742?l=ohlookshinything.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohlookshinything.blogspot.com/feeds/7445157403954498742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ohlookshinything.blogspot.com/2009/03/google-chrome.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881448195214888133/posts/default/7445157403954498742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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