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“April hath put a spirit of youth in everything.”
- William Shakespeare


This day is quite an illustrious day in history. You might not have realized this.

Duke Ellington and Maya Angelou were born on April 4th.

April 4” is one of the only dates mentioned specifically in a U2 song. Tis true.

AND I was born on April 4th. Yep, it’s me birthday!*

*If you want to want to give me a present, leave me a comment telling me about something small that someone does for you that makes you feel loved.
April 4th birthdays and years
1896: Tristan Tzara, French poet
1899: Duke Ellington, American band leader
1914: Marguerite Duras, French writer
1915: Muddy Waters, Chicago blues singer
1928: Maya Angelou, American poet

April is also:
Guitar month, Humor month, AND Kite flying month. April truly rocks.

“The sun was warm but the wind was chill.
You know how it is with an April day.
When the sun is out and the wind is still,
You’re one month on in the middle of May.
But if you so much as dare to speak,
a cloud come over the sunlit arch,
And wind comes off a frozen peak,
And you’re two months back in the middle of March.”
- Robert Frost

“Spring is the Period
Express from God.
Among the other seasons
Himself abide,

But during March and April
None stir abroad
Without a cordial interview
With God.”
- Emily Dickinson, Spring is the Period, #844

More Spring poems here. (Takes awhile to download.)

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O hi

You knows bout I can has cheezburger, right??!! :) :)

I hate to steal their picture, but not enough not to do it. This one just made me laugh this morning. Now go to their site, so I don’t feelz bad bout stealin. k!

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Ear ah Tahble

I had a great day. A good talk with a friend. Got lots done. Went to my Womyn’s group which I was really looking forward to, but while I was there, started feeling really IRR-A-TAble. I don’t know why.

All I know is, I came home and looked at my netvibes page to take my mind off it, and I was irritated with Dooce for her stupid pictures of her poor dog with the peanut butter, I’m disgusted with Blue and her stupid vengeful murder planning shenanigans, and hating this stupid asshole for his stupid f@#$ing advice that some poor slob is probably taking and bothering his wife about her cute new haircut. WHICH SHE REALLY DID GET JUST BECAUSE SHE WANTED A NEW HAIRCUT, YOU ASSHOLE!

This article made me feel better because it’s tone resonates with my current mood, which I should probably thoughtfully analyze but I DON’T WANT TO!

Only these little cuties are free from my wrath.

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Cartoon view

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Cartoon view out of our living room window. Taken with Photo Booth on a mac. I wish my camera could take pictures like this!

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Flower

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Tree woman

Today I’m uploading art that got lost in the transfer from blogger to wordpress.

I made almost all of the art on this website using Microsoft Paint and a mouse. I don’t have my dreamed of tablet yet, but I do have photoshop now and am having fun softening the rough edges of my old pictures with it and giving some of the art a whole new look. I’ll update the old posts with the new versions as well.

I don’t know if when I edit the old posts they will show up as new posts, and I apologize in advance to those of you who are subscribed to this blog if they do!

I made the picture in this post using photoshop. I like how, by changing how strong the lines were, it changed from being a woman in a mountain, Mountain Woman, to being a woman looking at a mountain or some kind of beautiful scene. As the woman in this picture was a tree in the old picture, we can call her Tree Woman.

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Have you been introduced to Dooce yet? She is the thin blond former Mormon who did web design who has a blog that people read who moved back to Utah. (Me: but bizarro world)

Check out chuckles on her Flickr page.

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Laughing Jesus

I was looking up “laughing” on google images so I could send my co-worker an image of someone laughing as hard as his email made me laugh. Naturally, I got completely distracted and found:

  • These laughing babies (guaranteed to make you laugh or at least smile!)
  • and these laughing Buddhas.
  • I think it highly commends a religion when the icon is often pictured laughing. It made me think of the contrast with the Christian religion which often glorifies suffering. I pictured the sad and serious face of Jesus that I’ve always seen.

    “You never see Jesus laughing,” I thought. Then, at the top of the next page, who should I find but Laughing Jesus!


    It almost seems sacreligious….
    Or maybe it’s a sign… :)

    Found at Christian Centered Mall.

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    British Columbia rocks. On the first day of our trip, we landed in adless Vancouver, as previously noted and then, following some crazy plan of my mother’s, we spent the next 6 plus hours in transit. We took three bus rides and a ferry to our hotel on Vancouver Island where we immediately fell asleep. The ferry ride was beautiful though, and I tried to keep a pleasant attitude towards her as this was the beginning of our TWO WEEKS together. (”Family vacation,” “two weeks” I wonder that the two phrases together did not give me a single moments pause before the trip started.)

    Vancouver Island reminded me of Denmark because of all the people riding the bus, riding their bikes, and wearing rain gear. I miss bike paths.

    Here are some of the pictures I took on our ferry ride back to Vancouver to board the cruise:


    Finally a vista: what I had been longing for in my little urban life.


    I was sick as a dog on the second day of our trip, but hey, look at the view!


    Pulling into the dock.

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    Why are Americans so frazzled? I’m taking a reductionist view in this post and blaming it all on advertisements. I noticed something different about Canada the moment I stepped into the airport. By the time I reached the bus stop I realized what it was: There were no ads anywhere! I was so stunned with the breathtakingly simple lines the lack of ads exposed that I took pictures of the road and the bus stop.


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    Nope, just my handsome Granddad on our first Saturday at Sea.

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    “I don’t know, Alaska!”

    Hey, don’t blame me, I’ve been with my Granddad for days now. :) He has Alzheimer’s, but he is still jovial and likes to joke around. We’ve been having a lot of fun. The other day we were going out to site see. We were going down to deck 7 on the elevator and and he asked where we were going. “We’re going out to the front of the ship, Granddad.”
    “Any ship in particular?” He asked.
    “The ship we’re on.”
    “We’re not on a ship, we’re on an elevator!”
    Then he led everyone on the elevator in singing, “By the sea, by the sea, by the beautiful sea…” :)

    It’s been a lot of fun. When I get a chance, I’ll post some photos of the trip.

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    Written April 30th

    You can revisit it again and again and again.

    Here’s my jazz at night girl revisited in Art Rage.

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    This is for all the little tooth pulp,
    trying to keep the teeth alive…
    Don’t give up until someone,
    Scrapes you out with a,
    Giant silver thing from on high…

    Yes, I got my perfectly healthy tooth pulp scraped out yesterday, a sacrificial killing known as a root canal. They were fast, efficient, and as pleasant as they could be under the circumstances, but still, now my perfectly healthy tooth pulp is dead. I feel a lot of pride or shame about my body depending on it’s health. It’s like owning a house plant and watching it flourish, “Yes,” you can think to yourself, “I am a good caretaker of the living thing. uga uga.” (If cave dwellers owned plants.)

    So, I cried at the dentist’s office when she told me I needed a root canal and that they would have to drill off part of the bone when they gave me a crown. She thought it was because I was nervous, but the crying was more like angry crying; the anger of helplessness and frustration. They said the only option was a root canal. I felt somewhat vindicated when they got inside the tooth and found that all the pulp was healthy and alive. (The aliveness of the nerves is why I was in pain.) So I want to thank my tooth pulp for not getting inflamed under the worst of circumstances, and for keeping my nerves healthy and alive. This is a sad farewell to the tooth pulp I could not save.

    I think in the future, instead of killing a tooth to save it, (ie a root canal) they will figure out ways to save the tooth by regenerating it, especially if all the tooth pulp is healthy. I have had three root canals, and was feeling like a failure as I drove home from the endodontist. (That’s a lot of dead house plants.) But then I thought, “I could think of it as three dead teeth, or 29 live teeth!” So, I have made a committment to having the best dental health possible from now on. I’m doing it for the tooth pulp.

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    Happy Easter!

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    I have a hard time making detailed art with art rage, but swirling the colors all together is too much fun. This was going to be a portrait, but turned into: Desert Landscape in Swirls.

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    Hey, now that I figured out that fabulous (I jest) work around, I can finally post pictures to Illustration Friday again! Yay! I created this using art rage which is fun because it gives a very realistic action of real paint. Now I really want to paint again! This illo fits with the theme of speed because… Well, it sort of looks like wind blowing, or rushing water, and I did it fast, I mean, speedily. :)

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    Laura is a writer, artist, entrepreneur, internet sex goddess, and friend, among many other things. :)

    Happy Birthday to you ,
    You are a ram too,
    I wish you love and happiness!!
    And moons that are blue!

    I created this drawing in dreezle, then took a screenshot, then downloaded Painter 25 and copied the screenshot into it, then saved it to my desktop, then downloaded Art Rage and imported the saved screenshot into it, painted over the screen part of the screen shot, and finally uploaded it to blogger. MY COMPUTER SUCKS.

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    What do people in Ad Dawhah, Doha Qatar; Singapor, Japan; Ankara, Turkey; Tel Aviv, Israel; and North Babylon, United States have in common? They are all coming to my blog to look at pictures of Catherine Zeta Jones. Well, that’s enough. I’ve had it. I’m pulling the picture. (And just when my stats were approaching my goal. I wanted to get an average of 50 visitors a day, and I’m up to 41, but they are all looking at one post! That’s enough!)

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    Last night I saw Sarah Jessica Parker say, “I am the definition of contentment.” Yay Sarah! I’m so glad for her.

    Here is another definition of contentment.

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    Me without Tivo

    Me without Tivo means me watching wayyy too much T.V, but that is a post about functionality and human performance for another time.

    Me watching wayy too much T.V. means my brain getting affected by the not too subliminal messages they are sending my way. I felt myself wanting to look a certain way tonight- even dye my hair. Not that there is anything wrong with that, but after living without thinking anything is wrong with me, I recognize the “I’ve got to fix myself” restlessness.

    You can see the anti- “you’ve got to fix yourself” Dove commercial at Starling Fitness. Dove may be doing it for promotional reasons, but the Photo Exhibit is still pretty cool.

    The foundation of the tour was the Dove Real Beauty Photo Exhibit, where nationally recognized female photographers were asked to share images that they felt defined real beauty.

    Check it out. My guess is that you are beautiful too, or at least interesting and fun to look at. Seriously, if you take what you have and enjoy it, you can still revel in yourself, even if you are not what you originally dreamed. I’m keeping my hair.

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    I have two blogs I link to in my blog roll that I never read. You can tell which ones they are because they are written in Chinese. Tonight I went to Pei-shan’s blog expecting to just look at her photos, and found a surprise post in English! If you get a chance, check it out:

    This MA program was so long, two and half years. Not to mention some people spent five years to get through it. Everyone seemed eager to step out of the program and started a new life.

    Pei-shan and Xi are two people who really make me yearn for a universal translator. I think we are kindred spirits and my affection for them is equal to any kindred spirit, but I missed the full humor and intelligence that I would have been able to share with native speakers. I feel privileged that they are my friends and shared their worlds with me as much as I could understand.

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    Rainy Day


    It’s a rainy day and we’re all in our pajamas doing absolutely nothing. I’m wondering about my blogging endeavor and whether or not it is worth continuing, or if I should use the energy I spend blogging on other things. Any thoughts? I have so many ideas I want to realize. Today I thought of making an album of my songs done as covers by famous singers by me. This was started because I watched Walk the Line twice and can do a pretty good Johnny Cash. I think any song would sound good if Johnny Cash sang it. What if he sang my songs? Are there any other singers you would like me to include in my album?

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    This year I resolve to wear my orange scarf more.


    Euphrates, the baby who just wants to be loved,


    P.J., the reluctant fashionista,


    and Taj, naturally glamorous.

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    Happy Holidays!

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    Christmas lights in Baltimore.



    This started with one house,

    and then all the neighbors on the block joined in.

    They have decorated with their own Baltimorian flare.

    This is the hubcap tree,



    and the beer ornaments.

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    The Life of Pi

    I was going to write a deep post about how sometimes people get overwhelmed with the problems in the world and don’t do the little things because they can’t do everything. But, I am on an unfamiliar computer and it took me forever to upload these pictures, so I’ll just get to introducing the cuteness that started these thoughts.

    This is Pi. I found this little kitten outside on my mom’s picnic table a couple days ago. It is part of the posse of feral cats in the neighborhood, and we think it got abandoned because it was sick. My mom told me to get it out of the house immediately, but it had taken me 20 minutes to catch this wild cat and I wasn’t going to just put it back out in the cold. (It was very cold.) I took slow motion hunter like steps towards it until I was close and enough to reach out and grab it. I think I only caught it because it was sick. I brought it inside, and it was flattened out to the floor and scared. As you can see, it warmed up to me pretty soon. Pi was falling asleep in this picture.

    I think I was there for it’s first human induced purr. I pet it’s back a couple times and it was like it’s motor started for the first time. It looked surprised. It started purring this loud purr that didn’t quit the whole time we had it. Eventually, after I started crying, my mom came around and let me keep it in the house and helped me find some people to help it. (I am a stranger in a strange land on Christmas vacation.) I don’t think this kitten had ever eaten food besides nursing so it took it awhile to eat the cat food and cream of wheat we gave it.

    It was very happy to be held, and very sad if I ever left the bathroom where we kept it, (so it wouldn’t pass along whatever sickness it had to our cats). Sandy, the cat healer and rescuer, took it and assured me she would heal it up and then find Pi a home. Most of the animals we’ve had have been rescued and were/are part of our family. I hope Pi has a nice life. Whoever gets this playful and loving kitten will be lucky. Oh yeah, and just because you cannot save all the stray cats in the world doesn’t mean you shouldn’t try and save one.

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    Remember my Jazz at Night girl? Remember how I used to do art on this blog? :)

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    I just plucked my eyebrows. I was starting to look like Bert, or even worse, a drag queen who has just taken his wig off. Hopefully thinner eyebrows will give me the boost I need. Here’s the email I sent to my mom yesterday:

    I’m at achool right now. Boy I had a time of it getting all my ducks in a row to graduate. Luckily I was expecting trouble and didn’tfreak out since I had such unexpected trouble last year. The trouble turned out to be of an unexpected sort.. It turns out that my advisor can’t be my advisor for special study because he doesn’t have a contract this year with the … department (he is the director for the … and is not teaching a class this semester.) So, they had to get another advisor who had work hours in their schedule to sign my paper even though the other professor would really do the work as my advisor. so, I have a fake advisor so I can do a real project and a fake grad assistanship so I can get paid for that project! OY!! :) I spent all day doing this and am still scared there is something I don’t know about that will prevent me from graduationg. Yes, I asked everyone if that was all, and got all the signitures, but I did that with my bachelors degree too. ACH! I don’t think I will feel totally sure I’m graduating until I hold the dipolma in my hands. And then I am framing that sucker and putting it on my wall.

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    Not only is it Summer Solstice, there is a full moon. May love surround you like sunshine on a sunny day.

    I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,
    Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,
    Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,
    With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine.

    A Midsummer Night’s Dream Quote. Act ii. Scene.1

    Science link
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    Ceremonies
    A Midsummer’s Night Dream

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    Say no to chaos. See the world in black and white.

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    Picture a surfer on the wave! (My paint program is on the fritz.) Happy Summer!

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    Digital: from the child of a computer programmer. The first thing I remember my mom telling me about computers is that all the information in the computer was in one’s and zero’s. I still don’t know what that means. I used to walk up a biiiggg hill after kindergarten and eat lunch with my mom where she worked in the basement of hospital. I also spent many nights camping out in the little room she programmed in. At the time, the computer was so big it took up a whole refrigerated room by itself. I don’t remember thinking about dinosaurs a lot, but the artifacts I have from that time are a pile of pictures on the old kind of printer paper of dinosaurs. They are all carefully labeled: “Sally age 43,” “Henrietta 13.”

    So, I combined these two memories to create my digital dinosaur. Have a great weekend! I’m off to the mountains!

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    Like some other bloggers, perhaps your roommate is not the best. Maybe your roommate is reading bad roommate advice, or maybe you have a schitzonphrenic cleaner on your hands.

    Not to be confused with the Neat Freak, The Schizophrenic Cleaner is a slob 90% of the time, but during that other 10% (usually on Sunday afternoons), the Schizophrenic Cleaner becomes the most unbearable roommate known to science and attempts to clean two months of filth in two hours. Often this is accompanied by scathing diatribes against all other roommates in the house whose only crimes are that they aren’t overcome by sanitary mania at the exact same time.

    Some mean people seem to think they are doing you a favor or something. Mean people suck, but you can learn to get along with many kinds of roommates. Unless you have a roommate from hell.

    No line remains uncrossed by a truly evil roommate.

    So you may want to kill your roommate, but you should probably just Run Away Like Wild Horses over the Hills.

    My evil roommate enjoys angry outbursts, schitzophrenic cleaning, self-righteous telephone indignation, and gardening.

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    I had a similar feeling after I finished the marathon. A great organizing force in my life is over (for awhile.) Thanks to this book I understand the curious after effect of accomplishing a big goal.

    Things that make me feel better when I’?m in this mood:

    I know these are just temporary measures and not very zen buhda like. But, whatever (non-violent, fairly benign behavior) gets you through the night, right?

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    Fishies! I have been longing for the warm water of Hawaii lately. Enjoy the ocean, fishies!

    Credit notes: I used these sailboats and fishes on one of the first websites I created. The colored pattern in the sailboats and two of the fishes is from some free art on a web template called “aperature” and I’m sorry to say that I don’t remember where it came from anymore.

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    With finals and all, I was going to skip this week until I saw this article.

    Chris Bazinet, at St John’s University in New York believes that early mitochondria were mischievous. They could have colonised new hosts by bursting out and jumping to nearby cells.

    Mitochondria are the “powerhouses” of our cells. I used to know what that means, but now all I know is that they are an important part of producing energy for us. Ok, before I go further, I want to make it clear that they are a part or our bodies. And guess what? They used to be parasites!!!! That’s right. Mitochondria is:

    A remnant of an ancient parasitic bacteria that now helps to produce energy inside the cell.

    What!?! How come no one ever told me this?
    Try not to be creeped out as you go to sleep tonight.
    (Those mischevous mitochondria.)

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    Update: 10/12/2007 New photoshopped versions:

    I think this picture has a Native American spirit.

    Look what happens as the picture continues to shift…

    To me, it looks like two women outside a tepee. Shifted a little different way, she also turns into Tree Woman.

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    Hey, I’m so happy I happen to have an illo that fits this weeks theme. I love Illustration Friday and haven’t participated for awhile. I made this illo as a present for my friend’s birthday. It is a vision of the future when Red’s ambition to be a wild, funny, yet deep and meloncholy guitar player is realized. He is currently working on bar chords. I created this illo using this picture and this picture. This is one of Red’s guitar hero’s, Jimmy Page.

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    Sometimes I draw while I’m on the phone. If I’m sitting at the computer.

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    [Update: Hi visitors! My meme never took off, but some people are coming by to find out if their myer's briggs types are compatible with another type. Research has found that the more letters you have in common, the more likely you are to get along well in marriage. However, of course, their are good and bad marriages of any personality combinations. You also have to take character, emotional maturity, and shared goals into account. The Tiegers do extensive research about marriages between different personality types and share it in a fun to read and useful way in this facinating book. It was really fun to read about my type and my old boyfreinds' types and also about my type and my mom's type. The book was right on. Warning: other meyer's briggs type books have all different kinds of theories about who is compatible, but most are based on the author's intuition and counseling experience, not research. Now, on to the previously scheduled post...]

    Imitating the Friday Five, here’s what you do: Copy and paste the questions and post a link to your reply in the comments.

    After reading the descriptions of the Myers Briggs types in the chart, answer the following questions as best you can. (scroll down after you click on the link to see the chart)

    1. What type are you?
    2. What type are you dating/married to, or would be interested in dating/marrying?
    3. What type are your best friends/kindred spirits?
    4. Which types are in your immediate family?
    5. Which type did you most recently get in a fight with?
    6. Which type did you talk to most recently?

      My answers:

      ISTJ ISFJ INFJ INTJ
      ISTP ISFP INFP INTP
      ESTP ESFP ENFP ENTP
      ESTJ ESFJ ENFJ ENTJ

      More than one color means that personality type is the answer to more than one question, and I cheated a little on the immediate family answer because I have a teeny, tiny little immediate family, so I expanded to include my uncles, aunts, and grandparents, but no kids, ’cause they are still forming.

      You can answer in the usual way, or if you want to answer in graphical form, like me, you can copy and paste these letters, and color and bold as needed.

      ISTJ ISFJ INFJ INTJ
      ISTP ISFP INFP INTP
      ESTP ESFP ENFP ENTP
      ESTJ ESFJ ENFJ ENTJ

      Why this meme? I love typology- ye old temperaments were my introduction, then the Colors, then, the true type love of my life Myers-Briggs, and most recently, the Enneagram. I love typing my family and think genealogical charts should have a spot for the person’s type as well as more mundane things like their birth date. (Although some people think birthdate can be a type indicator..)

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