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	<description>The unbearable lightness of Lex. Enjoy!</description>
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		<title>By: AW1 Tim</title>
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		<dc:creator>AW1 Tim</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 15 Dec 2008 18:37:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I bought a fake tree about 20 years ago and never looked back. I remembered all those long cold walks in the wood with my father when I was young. Cold wet feet, frozen hands and face, Dad swearing about something or other and Mother muttering under her breath about Dad&#039;s swearing :)

  Then there was the fun od trying to get the thing up onto the station wagon and tied down with frozen fingers working on cold frozen clothesline.  And then the fun of getting it untied and into the house, with Mother looking at all the wet and muddy boot prints tracked across the floors, the layers of pine needles  and then having to get rid of it later.

    All I hafta do is haul the box into the living room, and me and the little one put it together, string the lights, and VOILA! A beautiful faux blue spruce that doesn&#039;t shed..  :)

    Yeah, I&#039;m a bit curmedgeonly regarding the tree,  but I make up for it in other ways ...

     Respects,</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I bought a fake tree about 20 years ago and never looked back. I remembered all those long cold walks in the wood with my father when I was young. Cold wet feet, frozen hands and face, Dad swearing about something or other and Mother muttering under her breath about Dad&#8217;s swearing <img src='http://www.neptunuslex.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>  Then there was the fun od trying to get the thing up onto the station wagon and tied down with frozen fingers working on cold frozen clothesline.  And then the fun of getting it untied and into the house, with Mother looking at all the wet and muddy boot prints tracked across the floors, the layers of pine needles  and then having to get rid of it later.</p>
<p>    All I hafta do is haul the box into the living room, and me and the little one put it together, string the lights, and VOILA! A beautiful faux blue spruce that doesn&#8217;t shed..  <img src='http://www.neptunuslex.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>    Yeah, I&#8217;m a bit curmedgeonly regarding the tree,  but I make up for it in other ways &#8230;</p>
<p>     Respects,</p>
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		<title>By: FbL</title>
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		<dc:creator>FbL</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 15 Dec 2008 18:08:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;i&gt;I have to hand it to her… I’d probably have run off with a gypsy caravan rather than face my Dad after accident #3. Just sayin’… ;-) &lt;/i&gt;

I have to hand it to both of them--him for teaching her and her for allowing him to.  ;)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><i>I have to hand it to her… I’d probably have run off with a gypsy caravan rather than face my Dad after accident #3. Just sayin’… <img src='http://www.neptunuslex.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';-)' class='wp-smiley' />  </i></p>
<p>I have to hand it to both of them&#8211;him for teaching her and her for allowing him to.  <img src='http://www.neptunuslex.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: b2</title>
		<link>http://www.neptunuslex.com/2008/12/14/r/comment-page-1/#comment-297443</link>
		<dc:creator>b2</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 15 Dec 2008 16:21:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&quot;company holiday party on Friday evening&quot;

Me too, last Fri! Same music! &quot;Program&quot; party last Thursday, other companies office parties and combined parties next week..The &quot;Drinking Season&quot; we call it back here....

Your first as a civvie! Cherry Boy! LOL.

b2</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;company holiday party on Friday evening&#8221;</p>
<p>Me too, last Fri! Same music! &#8220;Program&#8221; party last Thursday, other companies office parties and combined parties next week..The &#8220;Drinking Season&#8221; we call it back here&#8230;.</p>
<p>Your first as a civvie! Cherry Boy! LOL.</p>
<p>b2</p>
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		<title>By: Idaho Joe</title>
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		<dc:creator>Idaho Joe</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 15 Dec 2008 16:15:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Turned on the heat for the first time?  I knew we should have moved to S.D. when we had the chance.  Not the great white north here in Boise, but we did have a dusting of snow over the weekend.

Daughter, son and I arrived at our local YMCA Sunday morning for our 6 mile foothills run to find that the other 4 members of our running group had wimped out.  I would have done the same, but had to show the kids that a little snow never stopped the old man.

The first mile or so was fine, warming up and figuring out the footing.  My version of the Cat decided it was time to pass the dear old dad and try to catch up to her little brother.  Just as she got beside me she tripped over a raised piece of sidewalk and made a beautiful swan dive/face plant into the snow (maybe 3 or 4 inches, as I said, a dusting.)  I slid to a halt, visualizing how to explain the two broken arms to the Navy, since she leaves for Boot Camp in 3 weeks and a wakeup.  Before I could even get to her she popped up, huge grin on her face, covered with snow, none the worse for wear.   She did receive a 7.5 from the Russian Judge though.

The rest of the run was uneventful.  

The Cat made it to 19 before her first accident, but she did have one a few months back.  Got the Buick back as good as new, and the daughter offered to pay the deductible.  I was tempted to turn her down, but she&#039;s going to be making money she can&#039;t spend for the next few months, so I took it.  I&#039;m not proud.

Got a fake tree for the first time this year (Festival of Trees tree from my wifes work.)  It won&#039;t be the same not hunting for the perfect one, but that was something for the kids when they were young.  I&#039;ll adjust.

And I&#039;ll second (third, fourth ?) the book request.  Your fans await.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Turned on the heat for the first time?  I knew we should have moved to S.D. when we had the chance.  Not the great white north here in Boise, but we did have a dusting of snow over the weekend.</p>
<p>Daughter, son and I arrived at our local YMCA Sunday morning for our 6 mile foothills run to find that the other 4 members of our running group had wimped out.  I would have done the same, but had to show the kids that a little snow never stopped the old man.</p>
<p>The first mile or so was fine, warming up and figuring out the footing.  My version of the Cat decided it was time to pass the dear old dad and try to catch up to her little brother.  Just as she got beside me she tripped over a raised piece of sidewalk and made a beautiful swan dive/face plant into the snow (maybe 3 or 4 inches, as I said, a dusting.)  I slid to a halt, visualizing how to explain the two broken arms to the Navy, since she leaves for Boot Camp in 3 weeks and a wakeup.  Before I could even get to her she popped up, huge grin on her face, covered with snow, none the worse for wear.   She did receive a 7.5 from the Russian Judge though.</p>
<p>The rest of the run was uneventful.  </p>
<p>The Cat made it to 19 before her first accident, but she did have one a few months back.  Got the Buick back as good as new, and the daughter offered to pay the deductible.  I was tempted to turn her down, but she&#8217;s going to be making money she can&#8217;t spend for the next few months, so I took it.  I&#8217;m not proud.</p>
<p>Got a fake tree for the first time this year (Festival of Trees tree from my wifes work.)  It won&#8217;t be the same not hunting for the perfect one, but that was something for the kids when they were young.  I&#8217;ll adjust.</p>
<p>And I&#8217;ll second (third, fourth ?) the book request.  Your fans await.</p>
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		<title>By: Mike Myers</title>
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		<dc:creator>Mike Myers</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 15 Dec 2008 16:14:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Re &quot;Dillon&quot; and Kat: you may want to consider the possible difficulty in remembering all of these young men&#039;s names (and there will be a lot of them).  My youngest daughter changed boyfriends in her Jr. High and High School years with great regularity.  So I came to style all of them as simply &quot;Mr. Wonderful&quot;.  The Mr. Wonderfuls came--and went --until she was a senior in high school, at which point the frequency of turnover slowed considerably.   She&#039;s now a safely married  woman of 35 years of age--but I saved myself a lot of grief in trying to remember the young lad&#039;s names.   As she told me when she was about 25, &quot;Dad, all you ever did was look at the guys and grunt.&quot;   They got the message that was sent. Odd, since in my day job I was fluent in English.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Re &#8220;Dillon&#8221; and Kat: you may want to consider the possible difficulty in remembering all of these young men&#8217;s names (and there will be a lot of them).  My youngest daughter changed boyfriends in her Jr. High and High School years with great regularity.  So I came to style all of them as simply &#8220;Mr. Wonderful&#8221;.  The Mr. Wonderfuls came&#8211;and went &#8211;until she was a senior in high school, at which point the frequency of turnover slowed considerably.   She&#8217;s now a safely married  woman of 35 years of age&#8211;but I saved myself a lot of grief in trying to remember the young lad&#8217;s names.   As she told me when she was about 25, &#8220;Dad, all you ever did was look at the guys and grunt.&#8221;   They got the message that was sent. Odd, since in my day job I was fluent in English.</p>
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		<title>By: b2</title>
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		<dc:creator>b2</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 15 Dec 2008 16:11:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&quot;company holiday party on Friday evening&quot;

Me too, last Fri! Same music! &quot;Program&quot; party last Thursday, other companies office parties and combined parties next week..The &quot;Drinking Season&quot; we call it back here..

Your first as a civvie! Cherry Boy! LOL.

b2</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;company holiday party on Friday evening&#8221;</p>
<p>Me too, last Fri! Same music! &#8220;Program&#8221; party last Thursday, other companies office parties and combined parties next week..The &#8220;Drinking Season&#8221; we call it back here..</p>
<p>Your first as a civvie! Cherry Boy! LOL.</p>
<p>b2</p>
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