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	<title>Comments on: Rules of the Game</title>
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	<description>Harshing your mellow since 2004.</description>
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		<title>By: Digitalicat</title>
		<link>http://revision99.com/2005/05/09/rules-of-the-game/comment-page-1/#comment-810</link>
		<dc:creator>Digitalicat</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 11 May 2005 01:39:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Nice post. I feel with you on this. Most days I think of a girl named Michelle, and I wonder what might have been.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Nice post. I feel with you on this. Most days I think of a girl named Michelle, and I wonder what might have been.</p>
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		<title>By: L</title>
		<link>http://revision99.com/2005/05/09/rules-of-the-game/comment-page-1/#comment-809</link>
		<dc:creator>L</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 10 May 2005 23:29:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>interesting post... I think most of us can relate to having unfinished business...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>interesting post&#8230; I think most of us can relate to having unfinished business&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Larry Jones</title>
		<link>http://revision99.com/2005/05/09/rules-of-the-game/comment-page-1/#comment-808</link>
		<dc:creator>Larry Jones</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 10 May 2005 18:17:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Chev - I know that I will never find her in this life, but I still want to.

Steph - Eventually I quit because as a guitar player, I absolutely couldn&#039;t afford to jam my fingers any more.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Chev &#8211; I know that I will never find her in this life, but I still want to.</p>
<p>Steph &#8211; Eventually I quit because as a guitar player, I absolutely couldn&#8217;t afford to jam my fingers any more.</p>
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		<title>By: Steph</title>
		<link>http://revision99.com/2005/05/09/rules-of-the-game/comment-page-1/#comment-807</link>
		<dc:creator>Steph</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 10 May 2005 17:43:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Don&#039;t you hate it when you&#039;re playing volleyball and you jam your finger? Used to happen to me all the time. Haven&#039;t played in a while... Fun game.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Don&#8217;t you hate it when you&#8217;re playing volleyball and you jam your finger? Used to happen to me all the time. Haven&#8217;t played in a while&#8230; Fun game.</p>
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		<title>By: Aydreeyin</title>
		<link>http://revision99.com/2005/05/09/rules-of-the-game/comment-page-1/#comment-806</link>
		<dc:creator>Aydreeyin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 10 May 2005 09:37:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Soul searching stuff, Larry.

Do you really need to find her, or has writing this helped you let her go?

Both could be good for you.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Soul searching stuff, Larry.</p>
<p>Do you really need to find her, or has writing this helped you let her go?</p>
<p>Both could be good for you.</p>
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		<title>By: theresa</title>
		<link>http://revision99.com/2005/05/09/rules-of-the-game/comment-page-1/#comment-805</link>
		<dc:creator>theresa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 10 May 2005 04:15:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I deleted my comment above before I realized you had responded. ... Apparently, late at night I have a difficult time tolerating my mistakes too.

~~I saved the part I liked:
I liked this post a lot Larry. It reminded me of times when the most important thing was to be free and prove it.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I deleted my comment above before I realized you had responded. &#8230; Apparently, late at night I have a difficult time tolerating my mistakes too.</p>
<p>~~I saved the part I liked:<br />
I liked this post a lot Larry. It reminded me of times when the most important thing was to be free and prove it.</p>
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		<title>By: Larry Jones</title>
		<link>http://revision99.com/2005/05/09/rules-of-the-game/comment-page-1/#comment-804</link>
		<dc:creator>Larry Jones</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 10 May 2005 02:33:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Theresa - During the day, I forgive myself.  Late at night, I need something more.  And yes, I proved I was free.  See &quot;What an ass I was...&quot; above.

Holly - Thanks, babe.  And don&#039;t we all?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Theresa &#8211; During the day, I forgive myself.  Late at night, I need something more.  And yes, I proved I was free.  See &#8220;What an ass I was&#8230;&#8221; above.</p>
<p>Holly &#8211; Thanks, babe.  And don&#8217;t we all?</p>
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		<title>By: Holly</title>
		<link>http://revision99.com/2005/05/09/rules-of-the-game/comment-page-1/#comment-803</link>
		<dc:creator>Holly</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 10 May 2005 00:41:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Larry,

Beautiful.  Oh..and, seriously...you rock.

H</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Larry,</p>
<p>Beautiful.  Oh..and, seriously&#8230;you rock.</p>
<p>H</p>
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		<title>By: theresa</title>
		<link>http://revision99.com/2005/05/09/rules-of-the-game/comment-page-1/#comment-802</link>
		<dc:creator>theresa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 10 May 2005 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Larry Jones</title>
		<link>http://revision99.com/2005/05/09/rules-of-the-game/comment-page-1/#comment-801</link>
		<dc:creator>Larry Jones</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 09 May 2005 18:02:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>t1 - When I look back, it seems to me that I rarely knew what was going on.  Maybe I still don&#039;t, and I will see this in twenty years or so, looking back on today.  I was and am a bumbler who innocently says mostly the wrong things.  Given that, my task is simply to live now, slow down, think before I act, do no harm and give freely.

Ron - People change.  You never know.

G.D. - You are too generous.  Knowing what I know now, I would certainly play the game a different way.  Not knowing, it would probably be different, but only because lightning won&#039;t strike twice.  I have to remind myself that these reminiscences are my only chance to go back, and that when I do this, I am not really going back.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>t1 &#8211; When I look back, it seems to me that I rarely knew what was going on.  Maybe I still don&#8217;t, and I will see this in twenty years or so, looking back on today.  I was and am a bumbler who innocently says mostly the wrong things.  Given that, my task is simply to live now, slow down, think before I act, do no harm and give freely.</p>
<p>Ron &#8211; People change.  You never know.</p>
<p>G.D. &#8211; You are too generous.  Knowing what I know now, I would certainly play the game a different way.  Not knowing, it would probably be different, but only because lightning won&#8217;t strike twice.  I have to remind myself that these reminiscences are my only chance to go back, and that when I do this, I am not really going back.</p>
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