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For those of us not lucky or dialed-in enough to attend this year's governing counsel, Janet Lynn gave a speech at the Alumni Dinner. I haven't seen this bandied about on the net too much. It hasn't been mentioned on Skatefans. But About.com has the full transcript of Janet Lynn's speech and it looks like a gem.Without further ado, I give you the timeless Janet Lynn:When I was a new figure skater

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So, it's been a long time since I've posted. Lots of reasons. Mainly, I guess, that I've been busy with paying work--a contract that went south a couple weeks ago leaving me high, dry and as usual, broke. In the meantime, Amazon.com did something appalling. And it concerns me because: 1) I am an Amazon stockholder; and, 2) because I have long planned to publish the On the Edge books under

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Okay, so this was kind of spammed to an email list I am on. It is: 1) hysterical 2) too true 3) about a critical problem here in the US. My family is very fortunate that we have good healthcare (my husband is military and they have comprehensive healthcare), but I am often concerned about others I know who do not. Many of my friends have no insurance. My own brother had none and ended up with

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So, a friend of mine, JulieAnn Henneman got a meme from someone else and didn't know what a meme was... for those who don't, it's an idea that propagates itself across the net in a viral fashion. Anyway, the meme amused me and I decided to try it. Basically, you had to look up your own name and see what kind of images popped up. Since I can't seem to contact some of the illustrators for

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It's been a while since I have updated this blog. I've been overwhelmed this summer. For most of the month of June, I was down with kidney stones, a sprained ankle and moving. Since I got better, I have been working my behind off trying to get the city house ready to sell (JUST in time for the housing market to go completely south). But, I was reading Crooks and Liars yesterday morning (as usual)

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I read Salon pretty often. Recently after the VT murders (which hit me really hard as you well know, I wrote a comment on an article on what English teachers ought to do about students who write disturbing stuff. Out of 122 comments, mine was chosen as one of 20 Editor's Choices. I'm tickled. Read my comment. You may need to click through a "day pass" advertisement if you don't have a Salon

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A while back, Blogger (which I use to manage this blog) added a labels feature. Of course, they didn't provide a way to LIST the labels for old style templates--only for the new style XML templates. That stunk. So, being bored and grumpy tonight, I decided to write a script that would do exactly that. If you scroll down below the Skating News, previous posts and the archives in the sidebar at

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I love YouTube. I really do. I love how you can finds all kinds of video from all kinds of time periods, from all over the world. So I am starting a little video series. From time to time, I am going to post videos of figure skaters, famous and not. Sometimes, when there's time, I'll do some commentary and other times, you'll just have to cope. So, to kick this off, here are two very

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I find this on a blog I read called Crooks and Liars. It's a survey about how/whether/when you read blogs. Feed YOUR survey jones. Please take my blog reader survey!

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This week has been hellish, I tell ya. My mother is visiting this week and as my MIL says, "houseguest are like fish, they stink after 3 days." No, honestly, I love my mom, but she is tiring herself out and she really seems to resent the fact that I am working my ass off from dawn to dusk. I don't know why that is. She feels put upone because she's not allowed to bother me. Okay... she's not

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I finally saw the pain specialist about my arthritis today. The news was not particularly good. He thinks I'm having some back problems (knew that) and that the pain in my hip might be mostly due to that. I don't agree with that, because my back is not particularly bad now, but my hip is EVIL and worse when it rains--explain to me how muscle pain gets worse when it rains? Anyway... He agreed

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It's about time for an "ob skating" post. For those of you not on SkateFans, that's an obligatory mention of figure skating in an otherwise totally off topic post. And this blog has not much been about skating lately. My bad, I've been so busy that I watched Nationals in reruns and only parts of worlds. One thing I did catch though was the fluffy Latin on Ice. At least, I saw part of it. When

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This has been a crazy, stressful week (on top of about 8 crazy stressful weeks just passed). My anxiety disorder is in high gear, meaning that I'm constantly on edge and restless and worried. We've put a contract on a house that could well be overwhelming, but is what we can closest afford (or COULD have afforded). I'm deep navy blue over the shootings at Va Tech. And yesterday, to top it all off

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The slaying of 32 people at Virginia Tech has been all over the news the last couple of days. I was shut up in a community center in Hampton Roads, VA (the south-east corner of the state) most of the day Monday doing taxes for the AARP's TaxAide program and did not hear anything until nearly 2 PM. My response was the same as everyone else: incomprehension at the senselessness of the violence,

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So, it's been an insane spring time. My arthritis is still bad, but I finally have a medication which controls the pain (Celebrex, ie yi yi, regarding the associated risks!). I wrote a novel and a quarter. I visited San Francisco (on business) for the first time in 8 years. I am hip deep in writing the second edition of Google Analytics (officially Google Analytics 2.0). About 2 months ago, due

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A friend of mine posted this video about Dick and Rick Hoyt. Due to lack of oxygen at birth, Rick is almost completely physically disabled—but he's still "in there" with a great sense of humor and a passion for sports. He and his father Dick compete in marathons and triathlons, with Dick pulling, pushing, and carrying Rick throughout the competition. I watched this video of them and literally

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Thanks to the three people who wrote to me that On the Edge the Serial: Chapter 100 was broken. It seems like I've fixed this problem at least 23 times since I started running the site and every time I write the code over, I forget to do it right and do it wrong and then 2 years later, it requires fixing yet again. Anyway, I finally DID fix it. Future chapters should work. Thanks much to the

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On November 4, 1997, at 4:04 AM in the morning. I heard an intermittent buzzing. I sat up in bed, bleary-eyed, and put my feet on the cold floor. I stood up and took one step. And in between that one step and the next, before my bare foot hit the hardwood floor, I thought, "The house is on fire." I wasn't thinking straight, and I called to my husband and threw open our bedroom door. He says that

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ARGH. Damned laptop shut down AGAIN for no reason and I lost my WHOLE blog post. I HATE that. Worse yet, for some stupid reason, FireFox didn't keep the session information for the thirty five windows I had open. Argh and double argh. Let's see, where was I? Oh yes. I'm very fond of the poem "When I am old, I shall wear purple/with a red hat that does not become me." It reminds me of my friend

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I don't normally talk about politics here. Okay, sometimes I give you a peek into what I feel strongly about--but only sometimes. Anyway, I saw this video this morning and felt I had to share it. It hits me particularly close to home for many reasons. Freedom cuts both ways.

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This is not a well known fact, but I have a curious soft spot for the "Pimp My Ride" genre of TV shows. My first car was a classic (a 65 For Falcon) and I love the old muscle cars. In fact, DH owned a 1971 Chevelle when we met. It added much to his charm. As far as Pimp My Ride goes I am most certainly NOT the demographic. My car fetish even goes as far as watching Trick My Truck (on CMT where

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I got a comment the other day which asked if I was going to do play by play coverage of Worlds this week. While I'm gratified that someone was interested enough to ask, I must confess that I have a BAD case of busy this spring. I barely have time to watch skating much less spend hours watching every skater while typing reports. Presently, I am working hard on the second edition of my Google book

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Ah, my survey jones thirsts for useless online "tests!" This one, supposedly based on the Myers-Briggs personality survey tells you what kind of programmer you are (my myers-briggs is SCARY balanced, BTW). Apparently, as a programmer, I'm a: DLSB You're a Doer. You are very quick at getting tasks done. You believe the outcome is the most important part of a task and the faster you can reach

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So, I was wandering the blogosphere and came upon this interesting quiz. I haven't indulged my survey jones in a while so this looked like a good opportunity. I am Catholic. We RCs are not known for our encyclopedic knowledge of the Bible, but I'm also not your average Catholic. For about 3 years in elementary school, I attended a "Christian" academy run by the Southern Baptists. For the first

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So the last time I posted about The Barunian Incident, I was 70 words short of half finished. And then I forgot to update again! I FINISHED! On January 24th at 5:40 PM, The Barunian Incident clocked in at 87,543 words. And since the muse refused to be silent, I wrote 12K words of the sequel Tavilis Rex! And then, of course, as she often does, the muse went back to Tahiti. I got stuck

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