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	<title>Comments on: Time Flies When You&#8217;re Blogging&#8230;</title>
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		<title>By: mama kelly</title>
		<link>http://deafpagancrossroads.com/2007/05/15/time-flies-when-youre-blogging/#comment-2111</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[mama kelly]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 19 May 2007 23:20:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[::raises a glass::

Here&#039;s to another 6 months.  


Brightest blessings

Mama Kelly]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>::raises a glass::</p>
<p>Here&#8217;s to another 6 months.  </p>
<p>Brightest blessings</p>
<p>Mama Kelly</p>
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		<title>By: Ruby Phoenix</title>
		<link>http://deafpagancrossroads.com/2007/05/15/time-flies-when-youre-blogging/#comment-1852</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Ruby Phoenix]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2007 18:11:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[You are a pathfinder....your narriative is deep, funny, heartful...your path entertaining, enlightening and damn you are just plain good at it
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You are a pathfinder&#8230;.your narriative is deep, funny, heartful&#8230;your path entertaining, enlightening and damn you are just plain good at it</p>
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		<title>By: sunflowerwoman</title>
		<link>http://deafpagancrossroads.com/2007/05/15/time-flies-when-youre-blogging/#comment-1850</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[sunflowerwoman]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2007 18:01:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[*sip
(I&#039;m at work.. LOL)
Congratulations, Osh! I really do enjoy your writings...]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>*sip<br />
(I&#8217;m at work.. LOL)<br />
Congratulations, Osh! I really do enjoy your writings&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: ocean1025</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2007 15:09:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[ROFL :D

Actually, this looks a lot like what happens at a Pagan gathering... 

At night we will build a fire, people sit in a circle around it, a couple of folks will bring out their drums and we start getting a good beat going, others will get up and start dancing around the fire, and then someone opens a bottle of mead and passes it around for everyone to enjoy, and it&#039;s just a fun way to spend the night!

Okay, who wants the next swallow? ;)]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>ROFL <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif' alt=':D' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>Actually, this looks a lot like what happens at a Pagan gathering&#8230; </p>
<p>At night we will build a fire, people sit in a circle around it, a couple of folks will bring out their drums and we start getting a good beat going, others will get up and start dancing around the fire, and then someone opens a bottle of mead and passes it around for everyone to enjoy, and it&#8217;s just a fun way to spend the night!</p>
<p>Okay, who wants the next swallow? <img src='http://s1.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: IamMine</title>
		<link>http://deafpagancrossroads.com/2007/05/15/time-flies-when-youre-blogging/#comment-1840</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2007 11:17:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[That was awesome, Barb DiGi!! Now you got me singing Pearl Jam&#039;s cover song, &quot;Crazy Mary&quot;!!!

Congrats, Ocean...but I&#039;m gonna post this song! :D


&lt;b&gt;Crazy Mary&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;i&gt;
She lived on a curve in the road, in an old tar-paper shack
On the south side of the town, on the wrong side of the tracks
Sometimes on the way into town we&#039;d say:
&quot;Mama, can we stop and give her a ride?&quot;
Sometimes we did but her hands flew from her side
Wild eyed, crazy Mary

Down along the road, past the Parson&#039;s place
The old blue car we used to race
Little country store with a sign tacked to the side
Said &quot;No L-O-I-T-E-R-I-N-G allowed&quot;
Underneath that sign always congregated quite a crowd
&lt;b&gt;
Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around
Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around
Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around&lt;/b&gt;

One night thunder cracked mercy backed outside her windowsill
Dreamed I was flying high above the trees, over the hills
Looked down into the house of Mary
Bare bulb blown, newspaper-covered walls, and Mary rising up above it all

Next morning on the way into town
Saw some skid marks, and followed them around
Over the curve,through the fields, into the house of Mary

That WHAT you fear the most, could meet you halfway
That WHAT you fear the most, could meet you halfway
&lt;b&gt;Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around
Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around
Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;

:D ;)

*passes on the bottle to next commentator*]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>That was awesome, Barb DiGi!! Now you got me singing Pearl Jam&#8217;s cover song, &#8220;Crazy Mary&#8221;!!!</p>
<p>Congrats, Ocean&#8230;but I&#8217;m gonna post this song! <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif' alt=':D' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p><b>Crazy Mary</b><br />
<i><br />
She lived on a curve in the road, in an old tar-paper shack<br />
On the south side of the town, on the wrong side of the tracks<br />
Sometimes on the way into town we&#8217;d say:<br />
&#8220;Mama, can we stop and give her a ride?&#8221;<br />
Sometimes we did but her hands flew from her side<br />
Wild eyed, crazy Mary</p>
<p>Down along the road, past the Parson&#8217;s place<br />
The old blue car we used to race<br />
Little country store with a sign tacked to the side<br />
Said &#8220;No L-O-I-T-E-R-I-N-G allowed&#8221;<br />
Underneath that sign always congregated quite a crowd<br />
<b><br />
Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around<br />
Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around<br />
Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around</b></p>
<p>One night thunder cracked mercy backed outside her windowsill<br />
Dreamed I was flying high above the trees, over the hills<br />
Looked down into the house of Mary<br />
Bare bulb blown, newspaper-covered walls, and Mary rising up above it all</p>
<p>Next morning on the way into town<br />
Saw some skid marks, and followed them around<br />
Over the curve,through the fields, into the house of Mary</p>
<p>That WHAT you fear the most, could meet you halfway<br />
That WHAT you fear the most, could meet you halfway<br />
<b>Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around<br />
Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around<br />
Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around</b><br />
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 <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif' alt=':D' class='wp-smiley' />  <img src='http://s1.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>*passes on the bottle to next commentator*</p>
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		<title>By: Yvonne</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Yvonne]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2007 09:52:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It&#039;s a good blog, well done.  I&#039;ve been blogging for 4 years - since 21 March, 2003.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It&#8217;s a good blog, well done.  I&#8217;ve been blogging for 4 years &#8211; since 21 March, 2003.</p>
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