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  <pubDate>Mon, 04 Jan 2010 07:07:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>dreamed</title>
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  <description>I was in a hotel lobby watching a sad nature show about a starving elderly wildebeest and you and your family (many people, all from my imagination) came by. I ducked down in the couch to avoid you but you stopped and said &quot;Were you going to let me walk by and not say anything to me?&quot; I said &quot;I&apos;m sorry, I didn&apos;t think you were real.&quot; You laughed and assured me that you were real. Then I had to answer a lot of questions from your family about how we knew each other and what I was doing with my life. Eventually you and I talked for a bit and you were sweet to me and very pregnant.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 31 Dec 2009 17:27:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>dreamed</title>
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  <description>I was working as a web designer with some guys who were opening a chain of pie shops called &quot;derics&quot; in locations in Texas and Kentucky.We were all hanging around in a mobile trailer talking, they had their bright blue derics aprons on. A song came on the radio and I said, &quot;I think this is something good.&quot; Instead it was a woman singing something about &quot;Today is our wedding day,&quot; and it really wasn&apos;t cool at all. They guys all made fun of me.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 30 Dec 2009 21:16:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>dreamed</title>
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  <description>I was at a baseball game and I both started and ruined &apos;the wave&apos;.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 02 Nov 2009 17:29:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Chick tract</title>
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  <description>I dreamed I found a Chick tract! It was called &quot;Bogies?&quot; and was poorly printed. It seemed to be aimed at the UK market. I didn&apos;t recognize any of the Bible verses. Additionally, I dreamed there was a movie of &quot;Bogies?&quot; starring a pasty but trying-very-hard Courtney Love. It was like &quot;The Wire&quot; but more extreme. There were kid drug dealers who looked less than four years old.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2009 09:55:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>dreamed: last day</title>
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  <description>I was a temp, and a previous temp had decorated the desk with glued-on chex cereal. A big cleaning lady told me it was my last day. Outside the office, in the hallway, I found a black yearbook from a Philadelphia middle school. It was full of signatures featuring mostly Thai and Filipino sounding names, and it was torn in half down the middle.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 02:55:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>overslept</title>
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  <description>I dreamed I broke into a house but the people there were friendly hippies, playing dominoes on the floor, and they wanted me to babysit their kids.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 12 Sep 2009 15:06:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>last night/this morning</title>
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  <description>I was making lime-accented coffee that was endorsed by a Japanese Ventures tribute band, but I messed it up because I was in a hurry to visit a dog&apos;s grave.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 22 Aug 2009 17:31:05 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Should I fall out of love, my fire in the light?&lt;br /&gt;To chase a feather in the wind?&lt;br /&gt;Within the glow that weaves a cloak of delight&lt;br /&gt;There moves a thread that has no end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For many hours and days that pass ever soon,&lt;br /&gt;the tides have caused the flame to dim.&lt;br /&gt;At last the arm is straight, the hand to the loom.&lt;br /&gt;Is this to end or just begin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cup is raised, the toast is made yet again.&lt;br /&gt;One voice is clear above the din.&lt;br /&gt;Proud Arianne, one word, my will to sustain&lt;br /&gt;For me, the cloth once more to spin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours is the cloth; mine is the hand that sews time.&lt;br /&gt;His is the force that lies within.&lt;br /&gt;Ours is the fire, all the warmth we can find.&lt;br /&gt;He is a feather in the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Maya Angelou</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 10 Aug 2009 18:51:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I have a &apos;web store&apos;.</title>
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  <description>Now online at &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.thisismyhappening.com&quot;&gt;http://www.thisismyhappening.com&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just couldnt let that URL go.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 18 Jul 2009 15:33:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>awesome dream</title>
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  <description>I dreamed I was watching a show on PBS. Mayor Bloomberg was on it. He said this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Everyone knows that parts one, two, and three are what&apos;s important--the rest is immaterial. I don&apos;t know if that&apos;s what the Japanese think about it, but that is the city of New York&apos;s position.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, he was a cyclops.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 26 Dec 2008 18:23:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>dream envy</title>
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  <description>I dreamed most of my female friends were crazy about &quot;the new electronic music group, Stray Melon!&quot; I tried so hard not to let it show but I am very envious of Stray Melon.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 07 Dec 2008 21:42:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>todd rundgren question</title>
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  <description>What exactly happens in the song &quot;Long Flowing Robe&quot;? I can&apos;t comprehend the logistics of it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 21 Nov 2008 06:04:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I dropped a peanut on the floor....</title>
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  <description>...and the two halves went an equal distance.&lt;br /&gt;This reminded me of flunking senior physics because (well, only partly because) I lost my calculator and was too cheap to buy another one because it would cut into my record buying money (yeah, this was the kid being groomed for the Ivy League...), of Mr. Mitchell telling Chris Bourque &quot;You reek of the reefer,&quot; of someone apologizing for having bad breath because he had hard teeth (or maybe it was soft teeth), of the red drink in the dining hall, and finding an old old penny in a piece of cake there, of how my drummer at the time always chose the dish that required the most forking and kniving, of Mr. Mitchells unrealized promise to perform the gunshot-through-spinning-discs experiment described in our text book, those black laboratory counters, Mr Boyd describing sublimation (solid changing to liquid) as the ultimate fabric softener, of Mr McIntyre letting the school bus roll into a lake with everybody&apos;s books and clothes and homework in it, of my eventual bass player and most amazing and loyal friend chasing me down the 5th floor hall (both of us in fencing gear) and smacking me with an epee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I ate the peanut.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 21 Nov 2008 05:47:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>more on a dear subject</title>
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  <description>Actually, &quot;Sandy&quot; by John Travolta (from Grease) and &quot;Hungry Heart&quot; would be a nice mashup that everybody could enjoy.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 07 Nov 2008 21:47:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Do you like to touch cheese with wet hands?</title>
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  <description>Me neither.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 05 Nov 2008 06:44:58 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&quot;Hungry Heart&quot; is the &quot;Grease&quot; of Bruce Springsteen.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 29 Oct 2008 02:22:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>odd, ugly words I wondered about the meaning of as a kid</title>
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  <description>Ormolu : it&apos;s fake gold.&lt;br /&gt;Orgeat : basically, the same thing as &quot;horchata&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;Gutta-percha : still don&apos;t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did I hear these?</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 02 Oct 2008 12:06:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>song that is so irritating that the only response is to laugh</title>
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  <description>Roxy Music, &quot;Angel Eyes&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 01 Oct 2008 06:42:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>no news is good news</title>
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  <description>...but I do like this headline:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.nola.com/news/index.ssf/2008/09/attack_with_sword_fails_neighb.html&quot;&gt;http://www.nola.com/news/index.ssf/2008/09/attack_with_sword_fails_neighb.html&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 30 Sep 2008 01:16:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>comment please</title>
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  <description>I miss Molly Ivins.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 20 Sep 2008 14:33:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>something amusing about my sawhorses</title>
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  <description>They say &quot;SAWHORSE&quot; on them.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 11 Sep 2008 12:57:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>mixtape of misery</title>
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  <description>Zager and Evans, &quot;In The Year 2525&quot;&lt;br /&gt;The Tee Set, &quot;Ma Belle Amie&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Gary Puckett and the Union Gap, &quot;Woman (Have You Got Cheating On Your Mind)&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Gary Puckett and the Union Gap, &quot;Young Girl&quot;&lt;br /&gt;The Hollies, &quot;He Ain&apos;t Heavy, He&apos;s My Brother&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 15:19:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>things are different now</title>
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  <description>I just heard &quot;Radio Free Europe&quot; at the grocery store.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 19 Aug 2008 18:28:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>note to self</title>
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  <description>Out of all the gums, you like Dentyne Ice Peppermint the best.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 08 Aug 2008 06:59:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>meaningful yet not really descriptive critic word for music that needs help</title>
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  <description>Angular.</description>
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