October 7, 2011
Posted by Brenna Malmberg
I wanted to venture around Lincoln and take some photos after work. Instead, the sky decided to turn dark and the wind kicked all of the particles that flare up my allergies into the air.
In other words, my photo fun was cut short.
I did manage to get a few snapshots, and the one I like best was of a sewer cat that was a little skittish. He bounded off as soon as I crouched down to get a better shot. . . .
October 6, 2011
Posted by Brenna Malmberg
As many of you know, I interned with Mother Earth News magazine in Topeka, Kan., while I was in college. Luckily, I popped into the office to help on Fridays. The day of fun. (But really, most days at Mother Earth News are fun.) Plus, I learned a ton of knowledge from my co-workers, including how to score triple words at Scategories.
While I was working there, I was also in a class that required me to work on my writing and type for 10 minutes each night. I actually came up with some fun stories in that short time span. . . .
October 5, 2011
Posted by Brenna Malmberg
I grew up on the Street, the Sesame Street, but I am not so sure I learned my compassion for humans or recycling knowledge from the cast of puppets. Sure, I learned how to count with the Count, but I just always thought Oscar was the mean, green guy in a can. I don't think I learned anything about changing the environment from the negative Nancy who lived in the can. . . .
October 4, 2011
Posted by Brenna Malmberg
It's trivia time. Test your knowledge, and don't forget to acknowledge that you know the answer by leaving a message in the comment section. Who knows, maybe someday I will have prizes! Until then, you just get to be mentioned as being super smart.
1. What U.S. landmark sports size-879 sandals?
2. How many years does the IRS allow parents to claim a deduction for a kidnapped child?
3. What two muscle cars did GM end production of in 2002, much to the dismay of longtime fans? . . .
October 3, 2011
Posted by Brenna Malmberg
Tonight all the little girls lined up at the water fountain at gymnastics and gulped up as much water as they could every time we took a break. If I was to ask them where that water comes from, I would get all kinds of answers. A few would probably tell me it just comes from the water fountain. A few bright tumblers might give me river or lake, and they would be closer to right.
Lincoln, Neb., where I live, are able to use riverbank filtration to not only get its water, but clean it as well. This water is defined as safe water. . . .