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		<title>Comment on Thanksgiving! by Alvin</title>
		<link>http://pungpoll.wordpress.com/2009/11/23/thanksgiving/#comment-138</link>
		<dc:creator>Alvin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 24 Nov 2009 07:34:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>We don&#039;t celebrate thanksgiving anymore not after what happened to that time Aunt Sally decided to bring sweet potatoes... I remembered those times fondly before the incident, a time of laughter, ease, and a sense of warmth and merriment.  I remembered the smell of apple pie and butter scotch pudding wafting in the air.  The turkey was covered in secret spice only mom would prepare; she didn&#039;t let anyone into the kitchen beforehand.  All us kids would play in the front yard with our parents kindly looking over from the warmth of the kitchen.  Then when we were exhausted by our activities or laugher or both, we would all cram around the table, with 5 too many chairs around it, but no one seemed to mind.    The meal always seemed too beautiful to eat, too big to finish, and to delicious to stop eating.  Afterwards we would all sit around stuffed to the brim, uncle sam would pat his stomach and smile at himself as if to say &quot;You did good today; rest for a bit.&quot;  All that changed that day...I won&#039;t go into the details but needless to say my once happy memory has been replaced by one of gloom and sorrow.   Dad still can&#039;t look at turkey without sighing and sometimes when he is alone I think I hear him crying...  Needless to say you can see why I love the side dish of sweet potatoes...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>We don&#8217;t celebrate thanksgiving anymore not after what happened to that time Aunt Sally decided to bring sweet potatoes&#8230; I remembered those times fondly before the incident, a time of laughter, ease, and a sense of warmth and merriment.  I remembered the smell of apple pie and butter scotch pudding wafting in the air.  The turkey was covered in secret spice only mom would prepare; she didn&#8217;t let anyone into the kitchen beforehand.  All us kids would play in the front yard with our parents kindly looking over from the warmth of the kitchen.  Then when we were exhausted by our activities or laugher or both, we would all cram around the table, with 5 too many chairs around it, but no one seemed to mind.    The meal always seemed too beautiful to eat, too big to finish, and to delicious to stop eating.  Afterwards we would all sit around stuffed to the brim, uncle sam would pat his stomach and smile at himself as if to say &#8220;You did good today; rest for a bit.&#8221;  All that changed that day&#8230;I won&#8217;t go into the details but needless to say my once happy memory has been replaced by one of gloom and sorrow.   Dad still can&#8217;t look at turkey without sighing and sometimes when he is alone I think I hear him crying&#8230;  Needless to say you can see why I love the side dish of sweet potatoes&#8230;</p>
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		<title>Comment on Thanksgiving! by pungpoll</title>
		<link>http://pungpoll.wordpress.com/2009/11/23/thanksgiving/#comment-137</link>
		<dc:creator>pungpoll</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 24 Nov 2009 07:11:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>sides - cranberry sauce, yams and stuffing YUM!!!! =D</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>sides &#8211; cranberry sauce, yams and stuffing YUM!!!! =D</p>
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		<title>Comment on Thanksgiving! by Daisy</title>
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		<dc:creator>Daisy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 23:17:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>dessert--nothing like the apple pie a la mode!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>dessert&#8211;nothing like the apple pie a la mode!</p>
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		<title>Comment on Where would you go? by Jeff</title>
		<link>http://pungpoll.wordpress.com/2009/10/27/where-would-you-go/#comment-135</link>
		<dc:creator>Jeff</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Oct 2009 02:51:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I dunno about any of those places in the winter, but I had a pretty good touristy experience in DC, so I&#039;d have to say DC!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I dunno about any of those places in the winter, but I had a pretty good touristy experience in DC, so I&#8217;d have to say DC!</p>
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		<title>Comment on Where would you go? by pungpoll</title>
		<link>http://pungpoll.wordpress.com/2009/10/27/where-would-you-go/#comment-134</link>
		<dc:creator>pungpoll</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Oct 2009 01:49:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Chicago!  I would definitely have to layer up like crazy, but deep dish pizza will definitely warm you up =)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Chicago!  I would definitely have to layer up like crazy, but deep dish pizza will definitely warm you up =)</p>
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		<title>Comment on Gmail fail a tragedy? by Vicky</title>
		<link>http://pungpoll.wordpress.com/2009/09/01/gmail-fail-a-tragedy/#comment-133</link>
		<dc:creator>Vicky</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Sep 2009 02:31:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>hm i didn&#039;t notice at all because i don&#039;t get to check my email while i&#039;m in the hospital :) so i guess i just got saved from freaking out for a few hours.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>hm i didn&#8217;t notice at all because i don&#8217;t get to check my email while i&#8217;m in the hospital <img src='http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />  so i guess i just got saved from freaking out for a few hours.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Gmail fail a tragedy? by Alvin</title>
		<link>http://pungpoll.wordpress.com/2009/09/01/gmail-fail-a-tragedy/#comment-132</link>
		<dc:creator>Alvin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Sep 2009 00:54:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;ll write a function to tell you how to function!  No it&#039;s pretty tragic though when emails go down.  I&#039;ve miss important things like people telling me what to do or people&#039;s addresses.  It&#039;s like back in the day when I had a pager, had to wait around the pay phone in order to call people back.  And then it would rain, bad time.  I remember getting sundays back at the DQ and chillin by my old Caddy waiting for Beth to show up and then I&#039;d see her pull in a new car with Jerry, who was my best friend, and they&#039;d walk out holding hand.  Of course they didn&#039;t see me or maybe they did and just didn&#039;t care.  Sometimes I cry myself to sleep.  The room gets very dark and cold....soo cold....wait what was the question?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;ll write a function to tell you how to function!  No it&#8217;s pretty tragic though when emails go down.  I&#8217;ve miss important things like people telling me what to do or people&#8217;s addresses.  It&#8217;s like back in the day when I had a pager, had to wait around the pay phone in order to call people back.  And then it would rain, bad time.  I remember getting sundays back at the DQ and chillin by my old Caddy waiting for Beth to show up and then I&#8217;d see her pull in a new car with Jerry, who was my best friend, and they&#8217;d walk out holding hand.  Of course they didn&#8217;t see me or maybe they did and just didn&#8217;t care.  Sometimes I cry myself to sleep.  The room gets very dark and cold&#8230;.soo cold&#8230;.wait what was the question?</p>
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		<title>Comment on Gmail fail a tragedy? by jeffyin</title>
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		<dc:creator>jeffyin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Sep 2009 00:39:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>(I think you should adjust the language of the response a little, &#039;cause it can be ambiguous, like...)

Yes, that&#039;s true; I did not know how to function when gmail went down today. 

and

No, I did not know how to function when gmail went down today.

(but maybe it&#039;s just me confusing myself)

Either way, it was a DISASTER of EPIC proportions! j/k They did a great job turning it around so quickly.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>(I think you should adjust the language of the response a little, &#8217;cause it can be ambiguous, like&#8230;)</p>
<p>Yes, that&#8217;s true; I did not know how to function when gmail went down today. </p>
<p>and</p>
<p>No, I did not know how to function when gmail went down today.</p>
<p>(but maybe it&#8217;s just me confusing myself)</p>
<p>Either way, it was a DISASTER of EPIC proportions! j/k They did a great job turning it around so quickly.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Gmail fail a tragedy? by daisy</title>
		<link>http://pungpoll.wordpress.com/2009/09/01/gmail-fail-a-tragedy/#comment-130</link>
		<dc:creator>daisy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Sep 2009 00:32:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I was devastated!!  What&#039;s one to do when gmail fails during lecture?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was devastated!!  What&#8217;s one to do when gmail fails during lecture?</p>
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		<title>Comment on Gmail fail a tragedy? by Connie</title>
		<link>http://pungpoll.wordpress.com/2009/09/01/gmail-fail-a-tragedy/#comment-129</link>
		<dc:creator>Connie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Sep 2009 00:19:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>A!  i wondered if it happened to anyone else, too.  even though it was only for a little while, i frantically what &#039;important&#039; emails i was missing at the moment.  (turns out, none :p)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A!  i wondered if it happened to anyone else, too.  even though it was only for a little while, i frantically what &#8216;important&#8217; emails i was missing at the moment.  (turns out, none :p)</p>
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