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	<title>Comments on: NaNoWriMo 2007: Day 11 - Where are all the words?</title>
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		<title>By: Rob</title>
		<link>http://kjtoo.com/2007/11/11/nanowrimo-2007-day-11-where-are-all-the-words/#comment-41322</link>
		<dc:creator>Rob</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Nov 2007 17:45:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>That's the thing about the childhood beatings. They were so RANDOM, ha ha.

Lord knows we gave our parents reason enough to discipline us. It didn't result in a beating but I'll never forget riding home in a car one day and I must have been in the front seat between my parents. My mother looked around. I couldn't see what was going on in the backseat but we had just gotten a little kitty from somewhere and my brothers were back there holding it. All I heard was my mother suddenly yell in a horrified voice: "Don't twist the kitty's head like that!"

It's amazing our parents let us live. Perhaps that was their greatest punishment . . .</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>That&#8217;s the thing about the childhood beatings. They were so RANDOM, ha ha.</p>
<p>Lord knows we gave our parents reason enough to discipline us. It didn&#8217;t result in a beating but I&#8217;ll never forget riding home in a car one day and I must have been in the front seat between my parents. My mother looked around. I couldn&#8217;t see what was going on in the backseat but we had just gotten a little kitty from somewhere and my brothers were back there holding it. All I heard was my mother suddenly yell in a horrified voice: &#8220;Don&#8217;t twist the kitty&#8217;s head like that!&#8221;</p>
<p>It&#8217;s amazing our parents let us live. Perhaps that was their greatest punishment . . .</p>
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		<title>By: KJToo</title>
		<link>http://kjtoo.com/2007/11/11/nanowrimo-2007-day-11-where-are-all-the-words/#comment-41321</link>
		<dc:creator>KJToo</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Nov 2007 17:28:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I do lack focus, that much is certain. I tend to refer to myself as a "Geek Dilettante" for that very reason.

Alas, the beatings I received as a child don't seem to have helped, though I'm almost positive that none of them were ever administered for the purpose of correcting that particular condition.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I do lack focus, that much is certain. I tend to refer to myself as a &#8220;Geek Dilettante&#8221; for that very reason.</p>
<p>Alas, the beatings I received as a child don&#8217;t seem to have helped, though I&#8217;m almost positive that none of them were ever administered for the purpose of correcting that particular condition.</p>
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		<title>By: Rob</title>
		<link>http://kjtoo.com/2007/11/11/nanowrimo-2007-day-11-where-are-all-the-words/#comment-41304</link>
		<dc:creator>Rob</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Nov 2007 15:19:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Well, perhaps if you actually sit down and write what you're supposed to be writing . . . hee hee.

Mr. and Mrs. Johnson, Kris is a very bright little boy but he has trouble focusing in class. He's very easily distracted. I recommend that you beat the tar out of him or he will be like this forever.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Well, perhaps if you actually sit down and write what you&#8217;re supposed to be writing . . . hee hee.</p>
<p>Mr. and Mrs. Johnson, Kris is a very bright little boy but he has trouble focusing in class. He&#8217;s very easily distracted. I recommend that you beat the tar out of him or he will be like this forever.</p>
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