<?xml version='1.0' encoding='windows-1252'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315549</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 05 Sep 2008 03:58:51 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>being sandy feet</title><description>Blogging from the sandbox on beautiful South Padre Island, Texas</description><link>http://www.sandyfeet.com/blog/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Lucinda)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>384</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315549.post-7510305184547988810</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Sep 2008 03:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-04T22:58:51.311-05:00</atom:updated><title>World Championship 2008 - Party Carve Party!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3292/2829075230_8c541f2efc.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3292/2829075230_8c541f2efc.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's event is well underway, here in beautiful Harrison Hot Springs, BC. The duo category is completed - I was again asked to judge and it was very hard to do -- it was a very strong field of something like 24 entries. I have posted pictures of what I felt were the best of the bunch on my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sandyfeet/"&gt;flickr stream&lt;/a&gt;. The picture I am posting here is of &lt;a href="http://www.buyspi.com"&gt;Laurie Gaudi&lt;/a&gt;, official unlitterer of this event, hard at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow the solo and team categories start -- I am raring to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote a new verse to Amazin's "Hey Let's Party" song -- one of my favorites. I am trying to write a verse every place I travel. Here is Harrison's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I partied in Harrison, on the banks of the Lagoon&lt;br /&gt;Partied in the hot springs, neath the bright, Canadian moon&lt;br /&gt;I've seen the northern lights, and the sky all ablaze&lt;br /&gt;Partying with Sasquatch, and the ghost of Joe Maize...</description><link>http://www.sandyfeet.com/blog/2008/09/world-championship-2008-party-carve.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lucinda)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315549.post-6393774047249678600</guid><pubDate>Sat, 30 Aug 2008 14:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-30T09:30:37.213-05:00</atom:updated><title>What if South Padre Island won the Triple Crown?</title><description>Well, that would be cool and way better publicity than stupid NASTRUCK but near as I can tell from &lt;a href="http://www.ustrotting.com/absolutenm/anmviewer.asp?a=28690&amp;z=1"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt;, this conditioned pacer is worth $17,000 primarily as a brood mare.</description><link>http://www.sandyfeet.com/blog/2008/08/what-if-south-padre-island-won-triple.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lucinda)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315549.post-8074909727646131078</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Aug 2008 13:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-26T08:07:22.470-05:00</atom:updated><title>this is cool</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sandyfeet.com/blog/uploaded_images/gimmefivesm-720420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.sandyfeet.com/blog/uploaded_images/gimmefivesm-720417.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://www.sandyfeet.com/blog/2008/08/this-is-cool.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lucinda)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315549.post-7895765815024971028</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Aug 2008 16:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-25T11:03:34.843-05:00</atom:updated><title>If I didn't have  four trips booked in the next few months....</title><description>...I would figure out a way to respond to this call for help from the LMHS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laguna Madre Humane Society needs help&lt;br /&gt;I am writing on behalf of the Laguna Madre Humane Society's animals. Due to Dolly the numbers at the shelter have soared and very few people are adopting right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off-site adoptions are done throughout the valley but even that is not getting us the number of homes that we need right now. Our intake last month was three times that of our adoptions. We are pretty much out of room as of today. The board members and volunteers are working on getting the animals to foster homes, rescues, and out-state adoptions. If you could find it in your heart to foster a cat or dog for a couple of weeks we would appreciate it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the shelter animals have been vetted, are up to date on shots and neutered or spayed. Food and medical care will be provided for fostered animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are interested in helping an animal out please feel free to contact myself Jacky Conrad 772-1974 or Rory at the shelter at943-3888 or his cell phone which is 433-6366. Please note the shelter employees are busy with the animals and the phone may go to voice mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pass this message onto all your friends. Jerry if you have some extra time, I'd love for you to get the message out through your websites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all who help the shelter.&lt;br /&gt;Jacky Conrad&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMHS Board Member</description><link>http://www.sandyfeet.com/blog/2008/08/if-i-didnt-have-four-trips-booked-in.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lucinda)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315549.post-8858838758939034858</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Aug 2008 16:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-24T11:33:08.334-05:00</atom:updated><title>Barefoot Wine Beach Rescue Project</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3077/2790957932_8050f13569.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3077/2790957932_8050f13569.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;172 unlitterers participated!</description><link>http://www.sandyfeet.com/blog/2008/08/barefoot-wine-beach-rescue-project.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lucinda)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315549.post-4368305953070835631</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 Aug 2008 23:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-24T15:51:18.006-05:00</atom:updated><title>Teaming up with my favorite guy</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sandyfeet.com/blog/uploaded_images/dadcin-775853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.sandyfeet.com/blog/uploaded_images/dadcin-775779.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I went up north to work on a two-day sculpture project in Petoskey, MI in conjuncion with their Festival on the Bay. The twin mountains of sand they provided were huge and daunting, but Dad Feet and I - with some help from my nephew Emerson - managed to get it done on time and under budget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminding me all over again how lucky I am in the parent department. Happy Birthday, Dad -- you're the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://wierenga.com"&gt;Don "Dad Feets" Wierenga&lt;/a&gt; turns 78 years young on Aug. 25 -- &lt;a href="mailto:don@wierenga.com"&gt;send him a birthday greeting&lt;/a&gt;!)</description><link>http://www.sandyfeet.com/blog/2008/08/teaming-up-with-my-favorite-guy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lucinda)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315549.post-1571846633544350751</guid><pubDate>Sat, 09 Aug 2008 19:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-09T15:00:27.996-05:00</atom:updated><title>music to clean up after a hurricane to</title><description>Written and performed by my incredibly talented nephew, Eliot Schreiner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z1Y0UBRrUXc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z1Y0UBRrUXc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;</description><link>http://www.sandyfeet.com/blog/2008/08/music-to-clean-up-after-hurricane-to.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lucinda)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315549.post-8343279080177687066</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Jul 2008 06:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-31T01:55:37.154-05:00</atom:updated><title>An evening in Pisticci</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3159/2718415669_a29c507dae.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3159/2718415669_a29c507dae.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3232/2719237338_014b88e98e.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3232/2719237338_014b88e98e.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday night was the beach party and it seemed appropriate that I break out my ukulele. The event organizers - a young and enthusiastic group from Pisticci - were as or more appreciative of my limited talents as anyone I have so far encountered. They seem to really enjoy American folk music and I wish I knew more songs they could sing along with. "Dream a Little Dream of Me" and "Lovesick Blues" seem to be the favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we showered at Antonio's house and then dined on pizza and beer at La Lanterna in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pisticci"&gt;Pisticci&lt;/a&gt; proper. This is the town adjacent to the beach where we are building but it was the first time we had actually gone into the city itself. It is als o very historic and lovely even (or especially) at night. I shot lots of photos and video, some of which is already posted on &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sandyfeet/sets/72157606369899117/"&gt;my flickr stream&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intrigued by the stories my hosts told but frustrated by the language barriar, I googled Pisticci this morning and found -- almost nothing. A few picures and barely a mention in Wikipedia. How can this be?</description><link>http://www.sandyfeet.com/blog/2008/07/evening-in-pisticci.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lucinda)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315549.post-1125552243544585078</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Jul 2008 06:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-29T01:35:01.106-05:00</atom:updated><title>one of those weird coincidences</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3051/2712413615_f712e56781.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3051/2712413615_f712e56781.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we three sculptors had a wonderful dinner with the event organizers at "&lt;a href="http://www.agritrepini.it"&gt;Agriturismo Tre Pini&lt;/a&gt;" - a farm where you can book your vacation. We arrived after dark so our tour of the grounds was somewhat limited but even at that we could see how lovely the setting, including a small lake. The food - all made from ingredients raised right there - was the best I have eaten since I got here (and before!) The hosts most gracious and the wine flowed. Midway through the plata primo I got a text message form John the housesitter - power had returned to Saturn Street, South Padre Island!  We drank a round to celebrate and finally, at a very late hour, headed back to our rooms here in Matera. In one of those ironic twists that seem too weird to be true, the power had gone off in our 5-star hotel as the desk clerk in the candle-lit lobby had stayed up late to explain. I spent the night sweltering in solidarity with my friends back home - the ones who don't have power yet, anyway.</description><link>http://www.sandyfeet.com/blog/2008/07/one-of-those-weird-coincidences.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lucinda)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315549.post-2397583720531721549</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Jul 2008 03:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-25T22:44:20.034-05:00</atom:updated><title>Matera - Settling in, writing home</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3265/2700654824_d85875b2a6.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3265/2700654824_d85875b2a6.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Mom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't have a lot of details about damage yet - power is still out (and could be for a week or two yet) and my housesitter doesn't have phone or internet access. I understand there are shingles missing and sections of fence down but have heard no reports of leaks or flooding so I think my house is a sturdy old thing which is very good news indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The news from home is not very happy. SPI really took a pretty bad hit and the timing couldn't be worse -- July is peak season when most of us need to make enough to get us through the slow times. If the power stays off for weeks no one will come even for those of us who didn't suffer significant damage. At least I am earning money here. I would be losing all the way around if I hadn't left when I did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3136/2702237401_11fba38f30.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3136/2702237401_11fba38f30.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really something here in Matera. My room at the Palazzo Gattini is spectacular, maybe the nicest I have ever had. The hotel opened just 20 days ago so I may be the first person to ever inhabit this room, which used to be part of the palace church. The walls are very thick so there are no outside sounds whatsoever - it feels like a monastery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other sculptor who is here - Katsu from Japan - and I went to an art exhibition of Abstact Expressionist sculptor Ibram Lassaw (a friend and contemporary of Jackson Pollock and Miro) in a rock-hewn cave church with frescos that dated back to the 10th century and that had later been inhabited by poor local people as recently as the 1950's. A guide who was happy to use her English language skills told us that her father had lived in one of these caves until he was 11 years old, and she was a wealth of information about the living conditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we will head to the beach where we are building our sculptures - Pisticci is about an hour's drive away from our hotel.</description><link>http://www.sandyfeet.com/blog/2008/07/matera-settling-in-writing-home.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lucinda)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315549.post-2636824592938254679</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Jul 2008 08:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-24T03:34:54.426-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>dolly</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>south padre island</category><title>I only THOUGHT I needed to remodel my laundry room</title><description>What I &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; need is hurricane shutters. Or impact-resistant windows. Or maybe a new roof -- I am still waiting to find out how well mine survived the storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how many other SPI residents are reaching the same conclusion this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am posting this entry from the VIP Club in Rome Fiumicino airport while awaiting my flight to Bari. Four thousand miles away from Blackbeards, the wide-screened TV is tuned to CNN International where I am treated to the totally surreal vision of my beloved island - battered and under water - over and over again in the news loop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard to believe that just a few days ago Dolly didn’t exist as anything more than a name on a list. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it is the middle of the night in Texas, I can only imagine what my once-lovely backyard now looks like. Did my windows sprout leaks? Did my shingles fly away? Did the renters upstairs (yes! I had renters!) regret their decision to come in spite of the predictions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won’t be back home again until Aug. 8th and so will not get to see first hand the worst of what Dolly did to my island -- in this respect I am like so many other absent property owners who I am sure are sharing my frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am seeing it on TV - over and over again - and it just makes me want to cry.</description><link>http://www.sandyfeet.com/blog/2008/07/i-only-thought-i-needed-to-remodel-my.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lucinda)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315549.post-622600334891964345</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Jul 2008 19:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-23T15:19:33.741-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>dolly</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>south padre island</category><title>fragments of news from the Island</title><description>I got through to a couple of people but the connections were so bad that I didn't get a lot of news before the calls failed. Walter says his place is fine but there is visible damage elsewhere. I briefly got through to my housesitter who said something like "we're okay but your neighbor---"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News releases from Melissa Zamorra suggest that people have been seriously injured trying to leave shelter too soon. Hopefully news will get reported on the new thread at www.spiforum.org - I suspect that most folka don't have internet access in addition to power outages.</description><link>http://www.sandyfeet.com/blog/2008/07/fragments-of-news-from-island.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lucinda)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315549.post-8156455557939642906</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Jul 2008 12:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-23T07:46:02.099-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>dolly</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>south padre island</category><title>Dolly update - from Houston</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3242/2693295932_dacbd92ef0.jpg?v=1216804718"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3242/2693295932_dacbd92ef0.jpg?v=1216804718" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught the last flight out of Harlingen yesterday and spent the night in Houston to allow me to get to a job in Italy on time, so I am anxiously perusing all news sources of Dolly's imminent landfall very near to if not directly on South Padre Island. John, my Very Capable Housesitter, seems to be most concerned about the surge - says the water is already halfway up the driveway with high tide or the storm not even there yet. I filled 10 sandbags before leaving town, but when I talked to him a couple hours ago he was talking about filling some trashbags with sand from the sandbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty nerve-wracking, actually.</description><link>http://www.sandyfeet.com/blog/2008/07/dolly-update-from-houston.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lucinda)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315549.post-614910755051579140</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Jul 2008 02:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-22T08:06:02.315-05:00</atom:updated><title>Countdown</title><description>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Well life suddenly gets interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dolly might be a hurricane that might land somewhere very close to me at just about the time I am supposed to be climbing onto a plane to Houston/Newark/Rome/Bari -- 24 hours hence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sculptor who hired me for this job assures me that as long as I stay in touch someone will be there to pick me up in Bari no matter when I land. He tells me that the theme I am carving is Ancient Greece, and that I can do anything within that broad topic that I want. I have seven days to complete it. Maybe a pound-up already exists? Not clear, but I always travel with my favorite shovel, just in case. I understand that I will be working under a tent near the (Adriatic) sea. That it will be hot (though highs in the mid-80's don't strike me as particularly furnace-like) but that the (sweet sweet) hotel - has a swimming pool. (I hope that means it is something less than a deathmarch away from the sculpture site.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carving spirals on the sunny south Italian coast. This is going to be seriously fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a &lt;a href='http://www.sandyfeet.com/trips/italy03/bari.html'&gt;Bari adventure&lt;/a&gt; a few years back with dear old Fred. (I bet he remembers it as vividly as I do.) We landed there by accident and had to hang around all day while waiting for a late-night ferry to take us to Croatia. Although the day had its happy surprises, it wasn’t an altogether pleasant experience: At one point we were towing our luggage through an area where we felt distinct hostility on the part of the natives and, I ended that day's trip log thusly: “It had been a pretty good sight-seeing day for being totally unplanned -- but I would be pretty okay with never seeing Bari again.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I am returning after all. As an honored guest artist. Cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sandyfeet.com/blog/2008/07/countdown.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lucinda)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315549.post-3994965457483155971</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Jul 2008 21:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-22T08:00:58.091-05:00</atom:updated><title>Sloppy writing reflects sloppy thinking</title><description>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Did some long-ago English teacher pound that into &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; head, too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what I was thinking a few days ago when I had the nerve to &lt;a href="http://www.spiforum.org/spiforum/showthread.php?t=667&amp;page=4"&gt;point out a usage error posted by a SPI Forum user&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t pull my former English teacher creds very often. I think it is bad form to point out mistakes in public, especially when they are trivial. And I certainly cannot hold myself up as a paragon of proper writing -- especially when I am dashing off text messages or quick emails to friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there are certain specific situations when I think it is important to get things right, and persuasive writing is high on that list.  When I am writing in a public forum, I will re-read my post many many times through before hitting the submit button -- I want to make extra double sure that my words truly reflect my thoughts. In the process, I am usually able to spot and correct (most of) the silly little typos and misplaced punctuation marks that might otherwise distract a careful reader from my message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that is what bothers me most about the anonymous posters on the SPI forum: imprecise language,  and a tendency to type any old thing that comes to mind without pausing to reflect, refine and rewrite.*  I think that those of us who sign our names to everything we type are more invested in our words, and so we pay more attention to getting things right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even so, simple courtesy will usually prevent me from pointing out simple errors in things that I read. But if you just feel compelled to step right up there and try to convince me that your intelligence is far superior to my own, you‘d best take a minute or two to make sure you really do mean your instead of you’re.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*That’s what blogs are for!&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sandyfeet.com/blog/2008/07/sloppy-writing-reflects-sloppy-thinking.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lucinda)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315549.post-3963392083947777715</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Jul 2008 14:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-13T09:16:45.433-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>italy</category><title>Virtual Packing</title><description>I leave for &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Matera,_Italy"&gt;Matera&lt;/a&gt;, Italy in a little over a week! I will be heading directly from there to another sand sculpture job in Martha's Vineyard, so I am packing for two - three if you count my employer in Italy who requested I carry 2 gallons of Elmer's finest with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the mental packing has to begin right about now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.palazzogattini.it/"&gt;See where I will be staying&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://www.sandyfeet.com/blog/2008/07/virtual-packing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lucinda)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315549.post-1002721450241963794</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Jul 2008 00:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-07T19:12:56.668-05:00</atom:updated><title>"Battle to the Beach"</title><description>Tweet Tweet!&lt;br /&gt;Got a band? Need money? Got a fierce internet following? Want to perform at the SPI Music Festival? If so, it looks like this is the contest for YOU!</description><link>http://www.sandyfeet.com/blog/2008/07/battle-to-beach.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lucinda)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315549.post-8272995326107652830</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Jul 2008 03:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-06T22:05:53.974-05:00</atom:updated><title>Blimey! Pirates on the Horizon and they're headin' this Way!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sandyfeet.com/blog/uploaded_images/photo-1-743682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.sandyfeet.com/blog/uploaded_images/photo-1-743674.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://www.sandyfeet.com/blog/2008/07/blimey-pirates-on-horizon-and-theyre.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lucinda)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315549.post-879496627469839289</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Jul 2008 13:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-06T09:09:25.790-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>seaturtles</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>laredo</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>sandcastle lessons</category><title>Sea Turtle Fever in Laredo</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3031/2639455192_451062ed2a.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3031/2639455192_451062ed2a.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working at the &lt;a href="http://imaginariumstx.org/"&gt;Imaginarium&lt;/a&gt; - this really great place for kids of all ages to play and learn. I am mostly finished with the small demo sculpture which is strategically placed so that shoppers strolling through the monster mall (Mall del Norte) can see enough in the window to be enticed to enter (theoretically.) Friday a group from Gladys Porter stopped by to talk about sea turtles. Yesterday I played in a giant sandbox with a bunch of kids (and some of their parents) where we built sandy sea turtles! and today I will be lending aid and encouragement to competitors in the indoor competition. (I was encouraged to bring my ukulele which I will do and probably sing songs about - sea turtles!) I did several interviews with local media yesterday - &lt;a href="http://www.zwire.com/site/news.cfm?newsid=19833171&amp;BRD=2290&amp;PAG=461&amp;dept_id=569352&amp;rfi=6"&gt;here's a story in Spanish&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be heading back home later this afternoon.</description><link>http://www.sandyfeet.com/blog/2008/07/sea-turtle-fever-in-laredo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lucinda)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315549.post-7477597288461881057</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Jul 2008 13:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-03T08:11:56.139-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>south padre island</category><title>SPI declared a "Top 10 Hot Spot" by Men's Fitness Mag</title><description>The article features three large photos (an aerial view of the beach; a windsurfer and a Hobie Cat)with the following caption:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Location: Approximately 300 miles southeast of San Antonio, two miles off the southern tip of Texas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A longtime hot spot for spring breakers, South Padre Island offers warm, turquoise waters and waves that are perfect for bodyboarding. As a vacation destination, South Padre is affordable and the people there are amazingly hospitable. And don't worry about getting around - the island is about six blocks wide, making access to stores and restaurants a breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fit Factor: Laguna Madre Bay, between South Padre Island and the Texas mainland, is home to some of the best windsurfing in the world.&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://www.sandyfeet.com/blog/2008/07/spi-declared-top-10-hot-spot-by-men.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lucinda)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315549.post-3619476418640452631</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Jun 2008 19:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-30T14:06:51.095-05:00</atom:updated><title>I have it on good authority -</title><description>- from Ruby Bleackheart herself! -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that a pirate ship be in the Gulf of Mexico! and that the fine and worthy vessel be headed this way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrggghhh!</description><link>http://www.sandyfeet.com/blog/2008/06/i-have-it-on-good-authority.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lucinda)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315549.post-7667379359067994438</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 01:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-25T20:50:50.838-05:00</atom:updated><title>El Conquistador</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3064/2611183815_159e2461e2.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3064/2611183815_159e2461e2.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's Wednesday so I must be in.... Puerto Rico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did the corporate logo thing for H&amp;amp;R Block on Palamino Island. Nice digs but this is one of those weird places to be alone at. Incredibly expensive - I could tell immediately by the fat per diem envelope waiting for me at the concierge's desk. Couples or families abound in resorts like this and the wait staff seems mystified/horrified having to deal with someone like me. Will madam be dining alone tonight? as s/he nervously swipes the table of three place settings. Yes madam will -- do you have a problem with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have eaten at the same terrace cafe two nights running. Last night the waitress couldn't wait to be rid of me. Maybe she saw in me her own future. (Horrors!) Or maybe she coveted her fellow waitress' table of harried housewife and petulant teenagers. Big tippers, no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight's waiter was far craftier - solicitous and anticipatory, he didn't wait for me to ask before boxing up the remains of my too-big meal and suggesting a second glass of wine that I didn't even know that I wanted ... until he asked. And never did he make me feel like I was taking up valuable real estate as I slowly sipped and read my magazine. He called me "Lady" which I found sweetly endearing -- "I enjoyed serving Lady tonight" he beamed -- almost like he meant it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well sure I tipped him big. Lady has a big per diem allowance that she does not intend to go home with.</description><link>http://www.sandyfeet.com/blog/2008/06/el-conquistador.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lucinda)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315549.post-4549813571718744317</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Jun 2008 09:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-25T20:45:38.238-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>south padre island</category><title>Albert Besteiro and Paul Brass at Kelly's</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3212/2606517200_108d3e410a.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3212/2606517200_108d3e410a.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Albie's back in town&lt;/span&gt; - former member of the legendary Connectors now hitting the big time playing bass with a little ol' Austin band -- &lt;a href="http://www.delcastillomusic.com/"&gt;Del Castillo&lt;/a&gt;. The two will be playing Kelly's again Wed. &amp;amp; Thurs. nights this week only so don't miss it!</description><link>http://www.sandyfeet.com/blog/2008/06/albert-besteiro-and-paul-brass-at.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lucinda)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315549.post-3934187931918385555</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Jun 2008 10:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-21T05:37:13.442-05:00</atom:updated><title>Happy in Hampton Beach</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3259/2596763030_cb6a08dc8b.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3259/2596763030_cb6a08dc8b.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my room here at the Hillcrest Inn. It is small but comfy and spotlessly clean but the best feature is the balcony that affords me an unbeatable view of the beach and and main drag. I have observed fireworks, incredible sunrises, teenagers embracing or tossing footballs, metal detectors, joggers and lots of big fat happy seagulls -- all from the vantage point of my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years I have had many opportunities to stay at very swank resorts -- but always as the hired help. Which means I usually get relegated to the view-free crappy room next to the janitor's closet that time (and the repair people) forgot.. But here at the Hillcrest I feel like I lucked into the best room in the house. And I am most grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big storm just as we were knocking off yesterday. Fred lost the Dalai's llama head, and the Indian sculptor (Sirdad Dash?) lost pretty much his whole sculpture, of which I had just happened to shoot this photo at lunch break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had some texturing but was otherwise unaffected. After dinner at the Cascade I stood for a while looking at my piece and listened to what the spectators have to say when they don't know they are standing right next to the artist. Very enlightening....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played some more music in the lobby with Matt Long before retiring. I have acquired two new songs during my stay here in Hampton Beach - "Different Drum" (L. Ronstadt, thanks to Matt for teaching me that tasty progression!) and "Are You Lonely Tonight." (Not because it has anything at all to do with my personal life but because everyone should have a least one Elvis tune that they can whip out on demand. REALLY.)</description><link>http://www.sandyfeet.com/blog/2008/06/happy-in-hampton-beach.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lucinda)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5315549.post-8878822801079339167</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Jun 2008 10:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-18T05:19:17.582-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>sand sculpture</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>spain</category><title>My whirlwind summer sand sculpture tour -phase ii</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3114/2588579176_5e13890325.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3114/2588579176_5e13890325.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They announced the results of the juried and public voting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st - Kim (Sack of Culture)&lt;br /&gt;2nd - Killian (Tu Jardin)&lt;br /&gt;3rd - sandy feet (En el Camino)&lt;br /&gt;peoples choice - sandy feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am going back to the US tomorrow with two trophies and a little more money than expected - which is always a happy thing. &lt;a href="http://www.seacoastonline.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20080617/NEWS/806170333/-1/news"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop on my whirlwind summer  tour: Hampton Beach, New Hampshire.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I successfully survived one right-outside-the-airplane-window lightening strike, two flight delays and three hours on the tarmac in Newark (made tolerable in part by the three vodka tonics thoughtfully provided by the flight attendants in first class, to which I had been unexpectedly upgraded).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a dark, stormy night in HB when my umbrella-equipped limo driver deposited my and the Mother Lode (really. that is the Ebag name of the new suitcase I treated myself to this summer) in my favorite (3rd floor waterfront) room at the Hillcrest Inn, located on the main drag of Hampton Beach, NH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promptly unpacked my two new trophies ("You REIGN in SPAIN!" sez Nancy M) to snap a quick shot of them before they get relegated to the shelf that Minnie my cleaning assistant hits with the duster every month or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday broke bright and sunny and I got to spend a nearly perfect day doing what I like to do best: carve good sand with a group of people I really like hanging with. We have one more day on the demo sculpture and then the contest starts on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.seacoastonline.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20080617/NEWS/806170333/-1/news"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow this link to read more about the fabulous life of a master sand sculptor...&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://www.sandyfeet.com/blog/2008/06/my-whirlwind-summer-sand-sculpture-tour.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lucinda)</author></item></channel></rss>