Dear Professor Internet,

So, as you may recall from my previous post, I have embarked on a mission of self-improvement and study via free online classes at MIT. Having investigated this a bit over the past week, I can say this, the word class is used VERY loosely here. You have no teacher, no other students, no forum for sharing work or ideas or getting feedback. Do I think these classes are in any way a threat to higher education? Um, no.

For me, it’s more of a guided reading and writing exercise experience focusing on food writing, and that’s cool. And, I did shell out and buy a couple of books that are “required reading” so, that’s cool too. Anyhow the first assignment is:

WRITE a letter to me introducing yourself to me as a writer: What’s your relationship
to writing? What are your hopes (and fears?) for this class? What happened with you
and writing in high school, or elsewhere? Anything else about you & writing you
want to tell me? –e.g., is English your second language, writing you’ve done on your
own, what you like to read . . .

Meh. I’ll do it. Here you go.

Dear Professor Internet,

If you are reading this, you already know some stuff about me. Well, at least you know how to get to my blog, and from there, you can learn pretty much all you need to know about me. As much as I care to share with the internet anyway.

Maybe something you don’t know is that I do a fair amount of writing about food. I do the PR for two local farmers’ markets which requires me to write fairly lengthy articles about both each week all season. Each market runs about 20 weeks, so that’s around 40 articles per season. My writing for the markets is good, but nothing like the food writing that I would like to be doing. This is not to say I don’t like the writing I’m doing, just that it could be much better. It could be funnier, it could be more descriptive, it could have more soul. Though, that’s a pretty tall task considering our local paper insists, nay, DEMANDS that the submissions be in strict PR format. I tried to mix it up a bit last year, and they had a fit. But I digress.

What I am looking to do, as all writers do, as all writers must, is improve. Stretch my legs a bit. Read some pieces and write some essays (which honestly in this setting are nothing more than writing prompts) as suggested by someone in the know, someone who has pushed little food writers out of the nest for years.

So that, Professor Internet, is what I’m up to.

Regards,

Me

 

 

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Good Morning, Professor.

It’s time to put no money where my mouth is! I never finished college. I talk about going back and yet, never get around to it. There are a lot of reasons. Anyhow, that’s not what this post is about. This post is about me doing one of the freeee classes from MIT’s open course ware (they call it OCW, and so will I). Basically, MIT and a bunch of other colleges have put entire classes online and people can take them for free, at their leisure. Obviously there is no credit. Obviously there is no professor. Obviously it’s all up to me.

Why do you guys care about this? Because I’m going to post all my coursework here. As you may have guessed I am interested in writing intensive courses. And, as I mentioned before I have no one to pass them to. So, I’m going to put them here and y’all can grade me if you want. I might even put a little poll thing on the side for easy grading.

Jesus Christ, isn’t that kind of grade crazy? Aren’t you a little wacko? Thanks for asking! Yes, on both accounts. I like feedback, and if you have been reading this blog for long at all, you also know I’m a bit crackers. Maybe a lot crackers. Maybe more like a box of oyster crackers (because they are small and you can fit a lot in the box).

The first class I’m going to embark on is this: Writing on Contemporary Issues: Food for Thought: Writing and Reading about the Cultures of Food. You can check out the details, assignments etc. at the link. I have a number of essays I will be writing AND an oral presentation, sooo I guess I will podcast it up. Scary. Necessary.

Anyhow, that’s what I’m up to. You will either find it super interesting or boring as hell. I care not.

In closing, please enjoy this video of Hot For Teacher by Van Halen circa 1984. It is both degrading to woman and not pertinent at all to this post.

 

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Yoga Pants Ruined My Life

I am not a sweatpants kind of girl. In high school gym class, when I wasn’t skipping to smoke behind the tennis courts, I wore jeans until the teacher yelled at me and threatened to flunk me, and then I wore shorts.  Sweatpants in days of yore were so lame, with their drawstrings and tight, elastic ankles. Gross. Who wants to wear fuzzy jodhoppers? Not me. Also, the word “sweat” is in their name. And we all know that sweating is disgusting. Who wants to sweat in their pants? Not me, that’s for damn sure.

Then I grew up, and discovered that through the magic of yoga I could get some exercise and not get all gross. However, yoga in jeans is not that awesome and I live in Maine so yoga in shorts isn’t preferable either. I was going to have to get some yoga specific work

Yoga pants, invented by the devil.

out gear. So, in the early 2000s, yoga pants and I met for the first time.

I should have known the dangers when a pregnant friend told me she saved money on maternity clothes by wearing her yoga pants all the time. She was well into her 3rd trimester.

It was love at first wear. Stretchy, but not so stretchy I felt like I was one of those leggings wearing ladies. Thick enough to not show my underwear lines or my cellulite, and with a flattering flared leg, yoga pants were a level of comfort previously only known to the sweat pants people.  I started wearing yoga pants all the time. Not just when I was doing yoga. I would wear them to bed, and then just wear them all day. So, yes, I was wearing my pajamas all day. Sometimes I would do yoga in them. Usually not though.  Usually I sat around and dicked around on Myspace and googled things and wrote articles about how hard it is to be a writer. Yeah, pretty much what I do all day now, except now I dick around on Facebook and Twitter.

In 2005, I had Kid, and crossed a self-imposed line with my yoga pants. I wore them out into the world, grocery shopping and stuff. I also usually wore (and still wear,  that’s another post all together) a very long winter coat that hides what’s underneath. The out into the world line was one of those self-imposed restrictions that addicts often make up. You know like, “I don’t have a problem if I don’t drink before noon”. I had crossed that line. But I had an excuse! I had a small child! I didn’t have time for things like changing pants!

I started noticing things about myself, namely, that my regular pants didn’t really fit anymore. But, my yoga pants are the same size! Oh, the miracle of lycra. Since I first bought my yoga pants, you know, to work out in – I have gained about 30 lbs. And no, it’s not from the Kid. I lost all my baby weight pretty fast. This is new, fat ass lazy weight. See, when you wear yoga pants all the time, you lose all perception of how fat your ass is.

I finally realized I had a problem the other day when I was putting away my laundry. I am down to 3 ill-fitting pair of jeans, and about 7 pair of yoga pants.  It’s like a disease. They keep multiplying, and so do my belly rolls. I have since resolved to put my pants on every day. My real pants. Pants with no lycra and proper buttons and zippers and what not.

Yoga pants turned me into a much jigglier version of my former self. Do I blame my sedentary lifestyle, love of beer, and butter? Hell no. I blame the pants.

 

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Goals 2012, The Shocking Truth

Yay! I figure out how to post a spreadsheet. You can find all of my goals for this year under the tab up there labeled…you guessed it…2012 Unreasonable Goals. Or you can just click that link if you’re super lazy.

I’m way too bored with this goal setting thing already to go through each one and explain it. Hence the spreadsheet. Also? Spreadsheets are cool. Also? It updates automagically when I enter in new data on my end for easier stalking on your part.  Did you check it out yet? Go check it out.

Back? Pretty boring right? Oh wait. Did you see #23? Were you shocked? Did you not check out my goals? Fine. I’ll just tell you what it is. It’s this: Quit Smoking. I KNOW. I KNOW. It’s fucking gross. Wait, haven’t you heard me nag my husband incessantly to quit smoking? What a hypocrite I am! Didn’t I do a blog post about this very thing a few years ago? I did! So, what’s my problem? I don’t know.

Or anywhere, because it's nasty.

For years my line has been: Well, I don’t really smoke. I can go for days and days and even months without smoking, but then I end up picking it up again here and there. Maybe one or two a week. A pack lasts me around a month. That’s not so bad, right? Ugh, yes it is. It’s totally gross and irresponsible. Plus, it does not help me in my sanctimonious nagging. For the record, Kid doesn’t see me smoke. I always hide under the cover of darkness. I guess that’s something.

Though these are unreasonable goals, I am not under the illusion that I am not going to smoke any cigarettes this year. Don’t roll your eyes at me. I’m a damn addict. Cut me some slack. What I will do is keep track of how many smokes I have all year. Even partial cigs. What I want to do is keep it under 12. For the year. I will consider that a success. If I don’t make it you can all rain judgement and insults down upon me next year. Sound fun? Nothing is more motivating than public humiliation.

You’ll see on the graph that I entered the amount for Quit Smoking at -12. Ideally, I’d like to smoke less than that. And you all should know, I haven’t had a cigarette since December 30th. So, that’s pretty awesome. Though, like I said, I can go for months. I’m a strange, strange bird.

We’ll talk about more of my goals tomorrow. I need to go spend the day hanging my head in shame.

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Exciting 2011 Recap!

So, I’ve been working on posting my spreadsheet from 2011 for about 45 minutes, and it’s just not going to happen. You’re just going to have to take my word for it, which I guess you would have to do anyway because I COULD totally lie and skew the results of my own spreadsheet in a huge plot to deceive my half-dozen loyal readers and myself. But really, am I that kind of person?

Happy New Year! I'm only slightly annoyed.

Overall I am pretty happy with my results this year. Out of 34 goals (I don’t know why I had 34, it’s supposed to be the same number as my age, which is 33.  Math and memory, not my strong suits) I made progress in at least 26 and completed 14 of them.  In some: Reading, taking Kid tubing, I went way over goal (158% and 300%) In others, I just sucked – lose 30 lbs ( -33%.) Wait, does that mean I actually GAINED 10 lbs this year? Why yes, yes it does.

I was surprised at a couple I thought would be ringers, that I actually didn’t complete: Watch 24 movies – I only managed 13. That one is easily remedied. And sadly 12 Dates With Mike ended up at a paltry 3.

2011 was a HUGE year for me writing-wise. Yes I only made it to about 50% with my blog posts. However, I had a total of 14 published articles this year, not including my regular farmers’ market newsletter gig and some commercial writing for websites. Additionally, though I didn’t reach 365 pages with my novel, I did make significant headway, and am at about 200 pages right now.

What I have learned about myself from doing this project for the past few years is this: I DO need specific goals. Each year I find myself achieving more and more on the list. I know that “they” say: make broad, easily achievable goals for resolutions, and don’t do too many, but “they” can suck it. This is how I like to do it. In fact my 2012 goals might be my most specific ever.

I have also learned that I absolutely, positively will NOT do something every day. It is not in my nature. Sure, I might sign up for some of the 365 type projects, but only if I can rack ‘em up. 365 photos? OK, but 15 of those might be from the same day – which is precisely opposite the point of those types of projects, so I’m not going to do any more of those.

Today, I’m working on my list for 2012. I have some familiar ones that I keep rolling from year to year, and by the power of Greyskull this is the year! I also have some new ones, some of them are shocking! Shocking, I tell you! I will say I have for many years, this year will bring some changes to my blog. Allegedly. Maybe. Wait, no - definitely! Stay tuned.

Thanks for all of your comments, support, and funsises in 2011. I can’t wait to see what’s up in 2012.

 

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Stuff That Makes Me Bananas.

Just in time for Christmas, and partially because of Christmas, I have compiled a list of things that drive me insane.

Look, it's a banana. So annoying.

1. Mail. Why? WHY? MAIL? WHY? I hate mailing things, I hate getting mail, I hate going to the Post Office to get stuff and/or figure out why they aren’t delivering my mail. 99% of my mail is crap. Almost all of our bills are auto pay, I don’t want any credit cards, I loathe catalogs. I do subscribe to a couple of magazines that pile up in their plastic sleeves for three or four months before I read them, but that’s it. I do not like to send mail. It’s expensive. I don’t even know how much anymore because the other day I was forced to buy some stamps and they gave me something called “Forever Stamps” with no price on them. What does that mean? I e-mail everything. I e-mail my invoices, I pay my bills by e-mail, I e-mail birthday greetings. I’m sorry mail, but I know why you guys are in the hole by about a zillion dollars.

2. Checks. I do not want to have to write checks EVER. I used to hate getting checks, but after I started using a new bank where I can just take a picture of a check with my phone and it’s deposited I realized I just hate going to the bank. Writing checks is a whole other story. First, I have to find my checkbook, then I have to find a pen, then I have to write it down and do math. See how you’re bored right now? I’m sorry stores, I know you get charged fees when I use a card, but that’s a whole other blog.

Recently, I got my oil tank filled up, and the woman from the company said, “OK, can you give the driver a check?”

I said, “Don’t you have my card on file?”

“Yes, but we’ll give you $10 if you pay by check.”

“SIGGGGGGGHHHHHH. FINE”

See, they want me to use a check so they don’t get the fee. Which I totally get. But, it doesn’t make it any less annoying.

3. Places that don’t have websites. Listen to me. If you do not have a website, I’m probably not going to be able to find you/call you/figure out your hours. At the very, very least get your establishment on Facebook, though you should have at least a static page with your hours and phone number attached to that. It’s easy. It’s 2011. I don’t want to hear any excuses. How am I supposed to find out about you? Look up your number and call you? See, no. I’m already annoyed and bored. I don’t want to call you to find your numbers or location. I don’t have time for that and also:

4. The phone. OK, I like talking to my friends on the phone, wait not really. I do sometimes. Usually I talk to my friends via IM. I like that much better. Anyhow,  I do not like talking to anyone else on the phone. That includes clients, businesses, people looking for the girl who used to have my number, etc. I also do not like it when people insist on talking on the phone or meeting me in person rather than via email. It is so much less efficient.I like being able to respond in a well thought out manner and have a record of correspondence. I dislike having to call any sort of customer service the most. I’m sure you all do, this is not unique to me.

5. Companies that e-mail me about their great sales and savings EVERY DAY. If you mail me every single day saying: SALE TODAY ONLY, or BIGGEST DISCOUNT EVER (and it’s a standard 10% off every single day) I am going to stop reading your e-mails pronto. Also, I am going to have anxiety about shopping from you. Recently, I needed to buy a new washer and I watched one store’s price on the same washer fluctuate up and down as much as $200 from day to day over the course of 3 weeks. It didn’t make me super confident that I was getting the best deal, however I was super confident that if I had to go to the laundromat one more time, I would become a danger to myself and others.

Contrast that with the few places I subscribe to that only have sales a couple times a year. I call these, “True Sales” and you can believe I shop the hell out of them.

There you have it. There’s a lot more that makes me bananas, but this is the top 5 today. What makes you bananas?

 

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In defense of..well..me.

I work at home. I am a writer. I write things. I write articles for news and entertainment and I also write commercial posts for various websites. I feel the need to explain this because there seems to be a misconception about what I do all day. I write. I guess if I was sitting at a desk in a building owned by someone else, instead of my house it would be easier for people to grasp. Please think about that when you ask me what I do all day, or if my house is really clean. Is your house really clean? I mean you aren’t there all day, so there isn’t anyone around to make dishes or mess it up. No?

Yes, working at home has a lot of perks, I get to make my own schedule. This also means that I end up working at night and on weekends a lot. I don’t have to drive anywhere, there are lots of snacks. I can listen to whatever I want to as loudly as I want to. I can take a break and go for a walk. These are all true. I am also really lonely. It’s just me and the dogs here. This is why I love the IM, and the FB, and the Twitters. You are my co-workers. It would be nice if you would add up all the time you spend shooting the shit with your fellow office mates before you make a shitty comment about how I’m on there all day, because it’s actually far less time than you spend at the water cooler. I just have a visual record of my time wasting.

Because I publish things online, and know how to use Mailchimp to send newsletters, and know how to post things to WP, does not mean I am a web designer. It does not mean that I know how, or that I want to make you a website. It does not mean that I know how to write code. It means that I am a writer, who has grasped some pretty basic software in order to get things published online in the hopes of making some money. To me, that’s like saying to someone, “Oh, I see you are taking pictures with your iPhone. Would you like to photograph my wedding?” See how that’s crazy? Yes, I’ll write your newsletter. No, I will not “do” your website.

Also, no. I don’t want to work for you for free. Would you ask your friend the plumber to come around and fix your toilet for free, you know to add to her client list to boost her credibility? Oh, that would be rude? Huh.

I am a total brat for complaining about my sweet deal. I am truly lucky and grateful for the opportunities I have. I have just grown weary and tired of feeling defensive all the time. I wouldn’t trade places with anyone, and it’s a small price to pay for my charmed existence. But still, it’s annoying.

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A crappy picture of my delicious beverage.

20110730-085827.jpgA test of WP blogging app for my phone. Apparently it’s just for photos? Weird. Anyhow, here’s the recipe:

Light Cruzan Rum, 2 fl oz
Amy & Brian’s all natural Coconut Juice, 8 oz
Lime Juice, 1 fl oz
Agave | Madhava | Light, 1 Tsp.
2 Cups of Ice

Place ice in blender and whiz it up until it’s like a snow cone. Add everything else. Blend. Pour. Enjoy.

Cals. 227.

 

 

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I Gots A Lot of Things To Do, Yo.

Summer is so friggin busy. Never mind the fact I live in a place where about 60% of the population is trying desperately to make about 90% of their income in 6 weeks, I also get the Mainer “Sunshine Guilt”. I think I’ve talked about this before. Basically it’s so crappy for most of the year, that when it’s nice enough to go outside, one feels extremely guilty if they are not outside.

Anyhow, I’m one of those people trying to make money money in the summer. Also, Kid is out of school, so I’m trying to do fun stuff with her too. It all ads up to the classic line “Not enough hours in the day.” HOWEVER, in the midst of all this chaos, I’ve been trying to be as creative as possible. Yes that includes writing, but also I’ve been making things. Crafting. Many of you know I love knitting, but I’ve also started sewing. Sewing is something I’ve wanted to learn how to do for a long time, but have never gotten around to doing. You know what really helps you kick start your sewing career? If someone gives you a really nice sewing machine, fabric, books, and patterns FOR FREE. Alas, my mom is too busy to continue with her sewing hobby, but HOLLA! I get all her stuff.

So far I’ve made a pillowcase dress for Kid:

You get to see the dress but not my Kid.

 

a strapless dress for me,

You can see me AND my dress. My first dress, it only took me....12 hours!

and a bag for a craft swap:

Craft Swap Bag

 

 

 

I also attempted to make a dress out of jersey for me (fail) and a giant pillow storage thing for Kid’s stuffed animals (also fail).

Where am I going with this? Why do you care? I tell you why, because in doing more crafty things, I’ve become involved with some online craft swaps and “craft-alongs”. Do you remember when I did the competitive knitting? No? Hm. I’ll have to tell you about it later.  This time, I’ve signed up for “Project Project Runway” Basically you watch Project Runway each week, then visit Just Crafty Enough where you get your assignment for the week. The assignments are similar to those on the previous episode of PR. Did I mention the models? Oh. BARBIES! Or, similar sized dolls.  This is awesome. Beyond awesome. 1. I get to test out my new sewing skillz but not waste a ton of fabric. 2. Kid is freaking out because her two favorite things are Barbies and Project Runway – WIN. 3. I hope to include her as much as possible in designing and making the tiny clothes. and last but not least 4. Barb gets a new fancy wardrobe! You should also care because in the coming weeks I’ll post my progress, but don’t worry, I won’t make it too boring. I promise.

 

 

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Repost If You’re an Idiot.

Look, I’m on FB all goddamned day long. I just am, it’s terrible. It’s like a car crash, I can’t look away. I don’t know why I bother because most of the time, the shit that is posted makes me want to stab myself in the eye with a fork.  Case in point: viral status messages. I hate them. I have a seriously unreasonable hatred towards them. Since I said I would write this post (to my friends on FB of course) I’ve been trying to figure out why I hate them so much. The best I can do is break it down by component and type of viral status and not by content. Which is very, very hard for me because on their own they are so goddamned stupid it’s hard not to make fun.  Oh, also I should note, these are coming directly from FB so the spelling and punctuation errors are not mine. Let’s begin, shall we?

Exhibit A:

“Let’s be clear on this: OBAMA did NOT kill Bin Laden. An American soldier, who Obama just a few weeks ago was debating on whether or not to PAY, did. Obama just happened to be the one in office when our soldiers finally found OBL and took him out. This is NOT an Obama victory, but an AMERICAN victory!! REPOST IF YOU AGREE!!!

Exhibit A is what I like to call “Grossly misinformed political rant viral status”. This also includes the call for “Boycott gasoline day”. How about this, if you choose to make a political rant on your status (and believe me I do it all the time), why don’t you frame it in the form of a discussion, and heck even include a link to back up your insanity?  By link I do not mean a link to the FB group where you grabbed the stupid status from in the first place, I mean a real honest to goodness link from an information source on the internet that is NOT FB.

Exhibit B:

“My curfew was the street lights, my mom didn’t call my cell, she yelled my name. I played outside with friends, not online. If I didn’t eat what my mom cooked, then I didn’t eat. Sanitizer didn’t exist, but you COULD get your mouth washed out with soap. I rode a bike without a helmet, getting dirty was OK, & neighbors cared as much as your parents did. Re-post if you drank water from a garden hose & survived…”

This is the digital version of your dad/mom/grandpa/grandma/crazy great aunt saying this, “When I went to school we WALKED. I remember when cigarettes cost .25 and you could start smoking when you were 7. Also, we used to throw lawn darts at each other FOR FUN.” Basically it’s one generation calling the new one a bunch of pussies and it’s stupid.

Exhibit C:

“FB friends, in honor of Mother’s Day I’m changing my profile picture to a picture of my mother and will keep it there till May 9. I’m hoping that you will all do the same. If you like this idea, repost this as your status so everyone gets the word and see how many beautiful mothers we can get on FB. Happy Mothers Day Mom!!!! I love you !!!!”

There are a lot of these, I call them the “If you love your family repost posts” There was another one around Mothers’ Day that asked people to post the names and dates of birth of their kids, information which according to my local PD, unsavory people promptly used for identity theft. Awesome! Ok, so how about this, if you your love mom, kid, husband or think your cousins are extra sassy, CALL THEM. Don’t like phones? Send them an email. Want to shout it to the world in a status anyway? OK, why don’t you say something individual and caring about that person. Here’s an example, “When I was little my mom used to put me on the counter and let me help her cook. My love for cooking comes from her, and for that I owe my mom a debt of gratitude. Love you Ma.” See how I did that? Probably the same amount of time it takes to cut and paste.

Exhibit D:

“Kids with Special needs aren’t weird or odd. They only want what everyone wants….to be accepted. Can I make a request? Is anyone willing to post this and leave it on your status for 1 hour? It is Special Education week & Autism Awareness month, and this is in honor of all children made in a Unique Way. You never understand a situation untill you are faced with it.”

Exhibit D might make me the angriest of all status messages. You can pretty much take out “special needs” and swap in Heart Disease, Domestic Violence, Cancer, whatever you want it’ll work. Here’s what you need to know: Changing your status to one of these for one hour does NOTHING. Do you understand? It does NOTHING. If you want to help take a fucking second and do SOMETHING. Here’s a good example, “This month is national Autism awareness month. Please check out: etc etc website or consider sending a small donation to the following: XXX” There you go. That way people can get information from a valid source and, if they choose, have a place where they can donate to a charity you believe in. I have had family members die from cancer, and I tell you what, I don’t think that the best way to remember them is to post a viral status message about them. Sorry.

Now. To the meat of the issue. In addition to the messages themselves being stupid – this “REPOST IF YOU AGREE” is just insanity to me. First off, Thanks! I didn’t know I could do that! Phew. I’m glad you let me know that I can cut and paste things I agree with. Secondly, If you find something interesting or want to tell people something, write it yourself. “But Kate, you are a famous writer! I don’t write so good. What should I do?” Awww, thanks! Honestly though, most of these messages are so stupid and filled with grammatical and spelling errors that anything you write is going to be better than that.  Blindly reposting stuff, for whatever reason is lulling people into thinking that they are doing something. It’s inaction in action. You’re doing nothing but annoying people. If you have a cause, belief, news story etc you want to promote, discuss, whatever then do it. There’s even a little tab right next to where you update your status to paste a link. It’s not hard. I do it all day.

Finally, if you see a viral status that you agree with and you just have to post it, can you at least do your part to make the world a little less sucky and do the following: “My friend Lisa just posted this and I really liked it: Cut and paste here.” Then, for the love of God just delete the Repost if you agree part at the end.

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