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		<title>Comment on Wells Fargo Credit Card Scam by Kris</title>
		<link>http://krisvockler.com/2011/09/27/wells-fargo-credit-card-scam/#comment-411</link>
		<dc:creator>Kris</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Sep 2011 16:00:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>LOL a prison?!? Thanks to being hit in EVE, I&#039;m very cautious. On a random note, do you like to shoot zombies? hahah I created a zombie combat sim in Second Life, let me know if you wanna try it.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>LOL a prison?!? Thanks to being hit in EVE, I&#8217;m very cautious. On a random note, do you like to shoot zombies? hahah I created a zombie combat sim in Second Life, let me know if you wanna try it.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Wells Fargo Credit Card Scam by Riley</title>
		<link>http://krisvockler.com/2011/09/27/wells-fargo-credit-card-scam/#comment-410</link>
		<dc:creator>Riley</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Sep 2011 12:23:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Yeah, I love it when I get these for a Discover card.  Never had a Discover card.  My favoriite is when you call and they actually try to sell you into getting a Discover card to fish for your information.

It&#039;s even better when the number they text you to call is a pay phone at a prison.  Seriously?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yeah, I love it when I get these for a Discover card.  Never had a Discover card.  My favoriite is when you call and they actually try to sell you into getting a Discover card to fish for your information.</p>
<p>It&#8217;s even better when the number they text you to call is a pay phone at a prison.  Seriously?</p>
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		<title>Comment on Essay: Head Bobbing for the Arts by Kris</title>
		<link>http://krisvockler.com/2011/08/14/essay-head-bobbing-for-the-arts/#comment-316</link>
		<dc:creator>Kris</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Aug 2011 22:04:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>There is some truth in what you say. I&#039;m a horrible sleeper. More so later in life. The ability to sleep off any performance started easily in my teens. :) Thanks for stopping by and commenting Ruby.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>There is some truth in what you say. I&#8217;m a horrible sleeper. More so later in life. The ability to sleep off any performance started easily in my teens. <img src='http://krisvockler.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />  Thanks for stopping by and commenting Ruby.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Essay: Head Bobbing for the Arts by ruby beets</title>
		<link>http://krisvockler.com/2011/08/14/essay-head-bobbing-for-the-arts/#comment-315</link>
		<dc:creator>ruby beets</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Aug 2011 21:49:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Maybe you aren&#039;t getting good restorative sleep in your regular sleeping time. Sleep apnea? Nice piece though.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Maybe you aren&#8217;t getting good restorative sleep in your regular sleeping time. Sleep apnea? Nice piece though.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Essay: Head Bobbing for the Arts by Kris</title>
		<link>http://krisvockler.com/2011/08/14/essay-head-bobbing-for-the-arts/#comment-311</link>
		<dc:creator>Kris</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Aug 2011 14:38:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>hahah that&#039;s awesome. Sounds like something I&#039;d do.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>hahah that&#8217;s awesome. Sounds like something I&#8217;d do.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Essay: Head Bobbing for the Arts by Carol Doane</title>
		<link>http://krisvockler.com/2011/08/14/essay-head-bobbing-for-the-arts/#comment-310</link>
		<dc:creator>Carol Doane</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Aug 2011 14:37:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This reminded me of a conversation I carried on with my mom during which she was asleep the entire time. It was high school. We were on a bus. The event we were traveling to was on the other side of the state. By the time I figured out that she was asleep I was too far into my story to stop, plus I didn&#039;t want anyone to know I was so boring my own mother fell asleep on me, so I continued the story...in case anyone was listening.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This reminded me of a conversation I carried on with my mom during which she was asleep the entire time. It was high school. We were on a bus. The event we were traveling to was on the other side of the state. By the time I figured out that she was asleep I was too far into my story to stop, plus I didn&#8217;t want anyone to know I was so boring my own mother fell asleep on me, so I continued the story&#8230;in case anyone was listening.</p>
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		<title>Comment on YouTube &#8211; Alaska Air John Spencer Commercial by Kris</title>
		<link>http://krisvockler.com/2011/06/13/youtube-alaska-air-john-spencer-commercial/#comment-194</link>
		<dc:creator>Kris</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 15 Jun 2011 16:39:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Better change that to Timbers gear!  BTW, you never told me how you liked the tickets?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Better change that to Timbers gear!  BTW, you never told me how you liked the tickets?</p>
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		<title>Comment on YouTube &#8211; Alaska Air John Spencer Commercial by cathie</title>
		<link>http://krisvockler.com/2011/06/13/youtube-alaska-air-john-spencer-commercial/#comment-193</link>
		<dc:creator>cathie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 15 Jun 2011 16:00:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>so glad that I saw this. We will be going to Alaska in July and we will be wearing our blazer gear.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>so glad that I saw this. We will be going to Alaska in July and we will be wearing our blazer gear.</p>
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		<title>Comment on My Adoption Story&#8230; by Lauren (Val)</title>
		<link>http://krisvockler.com/2011/04/03/my-adoption-story/#comment-182</link>
		<dc:creator>Lauren (Val)</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 05 Apr 2011 12:21:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I still remember his smiling face in Philidelphia. You were absolutely glowing and your mother had this serene peace on her as well. It was very much that she was at peace and restful after seeing her daughter finally happy after this ordeal. I was honestly very beautiful. 

How lucky this child was to be placed in a home so invested in his life and his well-being! When so many families are born out of situation and chance, it is often a bleak prospect that forces a parent to give their child up for adoption. You gave Alex a new beginning and there is something to be said about that. I was, and still am honored that I got to spend that short day with all three of you, and thank you for sharing your story.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I still remember his smiling face in Philidelphia. You were absolutely glowing and your mother had this serene peace on her as well. It was very much that she was at peace and restful after seeing her daughter finally happy after this ordeal. I was honestly very beautiful. </p>
<p>How lucky this child was to be placed in a home so invested in his life and his well-being! When so many families are born out of situation and chance, it is often a bleak prospect that forces a parent to give their child up for adoption. You gave Alex a new beginning and there is something to be said about that. I was, and still am honored that I got to spend that short day with all three of you, and thank you for sharing your story.</p>
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		<title>Comment on My Adoption Story&#8230; by chris the loft diver</title>
		<link>http://krisvockler.com/2011/04/03/my-adoption-story/#comment-181</link>
		<dc:creator>chris the loft diver</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 05 Apr 2011 08:35:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This story gets me all verklempt with awe, and inspiration. I really appreciate the revisiting of this process for us here, and the emotional roller coaster you endured to reach the goal. And must confess that the story, and the son are the two most beautiful things I&#039;ve witnessed in scores of years. Words can&#039;t express how this story has moved me these past months. I shared the feelings of destination you mention in closing, when I received my own blessing, briefly wondered how to align with my thoughts on free will, but find any wont to philosophical introspection dissipates further into the misty ether each time I hear my son laugh, call me daddy, or cry out from those innocent frights or playground scrapes that can only be righted through a hug and a magically healing kiss of a parent.

Thanks so much for sharing this story.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This story gets me all verklempt with awe, and inspiration. I really appreciate the revisiting of this process for us here, and the emotional roller coaster you endured to reach the goal. And must confess that the story, and the son are the two most beautiful things I&#8217;ve witnessed in scores of years. Words can&#8217;t express how this story has moved me these past months. I shared the feelings of destination you mention in closing, when I received my own blessing, briefly wondered how to align with my thoughts on free will, but find any wont to philosophical introspection dissipates further into the misty ether each time I hear my son laugh, call me daddy, or cry out from those innocent frights or playground scrapes that can only be righted through a hug and a magically healing kiss of a parent.</p>
<p>Thanks so much for sharing this story.</p>
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