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	<pubDate>Fri, 16 May 2008 00:01:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>Comment on Helmet Required by Jeffji</title>
		<link>http://chrisammon.wordpress.com/2008/04/28/helmet-required/#comment-16</link>
		<dc:creator>Jeffji</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 12 May 2008 06:54:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>What a beautiful post. You managed to encapsulate a lot of terrain on a very small plot of pixels. I bet that someone, somewhere, could turn those sentiments into a lush and heartbreaking song.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What a beautiful post. You managed to encapsulate a lot of terrain on a very small plot of pixels. I bet that someone, somewhere, could turn those sentiments into a lush and heartbreaking song.</p>
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		<title>Comment on en Mexico by Jon Russell</title>
		<link>http://chrisammon.wordpress.com/2008/02/28/en-mexico/#comment-9</link>
		<dc:creator>Jon Russell</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 08 Mar 2008 23:28:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>What a wonderful blog entry, and fantastic photos.  It looks like the trip of a lifetime.  Yelapa looks like an incredible place.

I Look forward to following your continuing journey.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What a wonderful blog entry, and fantastic photos.  It looks like the trip of a lifetime.  Yelapa looks like an incredible place.</p>
<p>I Look forward to following your continuing journey.</p>
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		<title>Comment on en Mexico by Jeff O'Brien</title>
		<link>http://chrisammon.wordpress.com/2008/02/28/en-mexico/#comment-8</link>
		<dc:creator>Jeff O'Brien</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 04 Mar 2008 16:10:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Fully enjoyed the photos. Jealousy through imagery. Mostly liked the animal photos: ants, birds, dogs. Playing the guitar with the sweater-clad dog was great. 

Don't worry about deteoriation, it's recreation. re-creation of the lost parts of you awakening again. When the time becomes less enjoyable or you get restless, you know it's time to go. 

Cheers,
OB</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Fully enjoyed the photos. Jealousy through imagery. Mostly liked the animal photos: ants, birds, dogs. Playing the guitar with the sweater-clad dog was great. </p>
<p>Don&#8217;t worry about deteoriation, it&#8217;s recreation. re-creation of the lost parts of you awakening again. When the time becomes less enjoyable or you get restless, you know it&#8217;s time to go. </p>
<p>Cheers,<br />
OB</p>
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		<title>Comment on The Other California by john macdonald from OB</title>
		<link>http://chrisammon.wordpress.com/2008/01/04/the-other-california/#comment-7</link>
		<dc:creator>john macdonald from OB</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 09 Feb 2008 08:07:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hello Chris;
    It has been so long and yet it took me just seconds to find you. Your life seems to be one of discovery and I found myself smiling at your adventures. I am truley sorry about your dog. What stays with us longest; the devotion, the innocence the friendship? They are without effort so poignant, so wonderful with their expressions and their mannerisms. I am laughing right now in spite of myself.
   I hope you are well. I hope also that you continue to write. You look stranglely the same in the photos I have found.
Take care;
John</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hello Chris;<br />
    It has been so long and yet it took me just seconds to find you. Your life seems to be one of discovery and I found myself smiling at your adventures. I am truley sorry about your dog. What stays with us longest; the devotion, the innocence the friendship? They are without effort so poignant, so wonderful with their expressions and their mannerisms. I am laughing right now in spite of myself.<br />
   I hope you are well. I hope also that you continue to write. You look stranglely the same in the photos I have found.<br />
Take care;<br />
John</p>
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		<title>Comment on The Other California by Nagaji</title>
		<link>http://chrisammon.wordpress.com/2008/01/04/the-other-california/#comment-6</link>
		<dc:creator>Nagaji</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 17 Jan 2008 01:28:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Beautifully reported... I read it while listening to Dar William's "My Better Self," and it strikes me how this kind of wilderness brings out the Better Self in all of us. Sink your teeth into the sky, Chris, and find your focus -- I think you can write us your own Desert Solitaire, infused with your own sweet, sexy brilliance.  xo</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Beautifully reported&#8230; I read it while listening to Dar William&#8217;s &#8220;My Better Self,&#8221; and it strikes me how this kind of wilderness brings out the Better Self in all of us. Sink your teeth into the sky, Chris, and find your focus &#8212; I think you can write us your own Desert Solitaire, infused with your own sweet, sexy brilliance.  xo</p>
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		<title>Comment on The Other California by christina tsogyal</title>
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		<dc:creator>christina tsogyal</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Jan 2008 06:13:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Reading this makes me want to run outta the house....no, it does not. It makes me want to thoughtfully pack all that I would need and want for comfort.  Dig out and shake out my beloved down bag i haven't slept in in ages. With drawl cold hard cash and check the balance on the credit card the one that is saved for emergencies with the really, really big limit and stick it in my pocket and go, just go. See how far I could drive in a day. Then see how far I could drive into that night as the sun set and the sky changed colors and the stars made their appearance. I used to love doing that. I've driven all the way across the states 6 times now. I'd enjoy shocking the man I used to date by saying as we set out to run errands, "drive....just keep driving, lets see how far we can get!" He'd look back at me shocked for he knew I meant it. In his glance I knew I was just passing time with him, he wasn't right for me.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Reading this makes me want to run outta the house&#8230;.no, it does not. It makes me want to thoughtfully pack all that I would need and want for comfort.  Dig out and shake out my beloved down bag i haven&#8217;t slept in in ages. With drawl cold hard cash and check the balance on the credit card the one that is saved for emergencies with the really, really big limit and stick it in my pocket and go, just go. See how far I could drive in a day. Then see how far I could drive into that night as the sun set and the sky changed colors and the stars made their appearance. I used to love doing that. I&#8217;ve driven all the way across the states 6 times now. I&#8217;d enjoy shocking the man I used to date by saying as we set out to run errands, &#8220;drive&#8230;.just keep driving, lets see how far we can get!&#8221; He&#8217;d look back at me shocked for he knew I meant it. In his glance I knew I was just passing time with him, he wasn&#8217;t right for me.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Thinking about houses &#8230; by Kia</title>
		<link>http://chrisammon.wordpress.com/2007/12/18/thinking-about-houses/#comment-4</link>
		<dc:creator>Kia</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Jan 2008 05:17:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Chris you looked so at home in the Luv Shack! From one first-timer to another, you carried an old-timer sense of comfort in the midst of the bizarre... I look forward to next year :-)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Chris you looked so at home in the Luv Shack! From one first-timer to another, you carried an old-timer sense of comfort in the midst of the bizarre&#8230; I look forward to next year <img src='http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' /></p>
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		<title>Comment on Thinking about houses &#8230; by jeanine</title>
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		<dc:creator>jeanine</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 22 Dec 2007 03:01:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My elder friend, Nathan, used to laugh at me when I called my old '89 Toyota pickup 'an investment'.  Being a financial adviser, he couldn't see what investment could possible exist in the annually depreciating hunk 'o junk he saw me driving.  How could I draw for him in words the limitless experiences it provided me over the five years that I lived in the back of it? I traveled throughout the West and Baja California, living from hot spring to hot spring until I could say that I had stopped counting them at one hundred and seventy five.  Instead, I would smile innocently.  I let him believe that I was naive enough to suggest there would be some financial rewards eventually.  No rent or mortgage payments could by the permanent gifts that vehicle has given to my soul.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My elder friend, Nathan, used to laugh at me when I called my old &#8216;89 Toyota pickup &#8216;an investment&#8217;.  Being a financial adviser, he couldn&#8217;t see what investment could possible exist in the annually depreciating hunk &#8216;o junk he saw me driving.  How could I draw for him in words the limitless experiences it provided me over the five years that I lived in the back of it? I traveled throughout the West and Baja California, living from hot spring to hot spring until I could say that I had stopped counting them at one hundred and seventy five.  Instead, I would smile innocently.  I let him believe that I was naive enough to suggest there would be some financial rewards eventually.  No rent or mortgage payments could by the permanent gifts that vehicle has given to my soul.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Thinking about houses &#8230; by jeanine</title>
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		<dc:creator>jeanine</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 20 Dec 2007 21:39:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>A topic close to my heart as I have spent my life running from such commitments as house buying or property owning.  One becomes wed to a location that requires constant upkeep and investment.  On the flip side, one can also throw money at rent and never see any results other than having a roof over ones head.  The best investment is a strong vehicle that can double as a home on the road.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A topic close to my heart as I have spent my life running from such commitments as house buying or property owning.  One becomes wed to a location that requires constant upkeep and investment.  On the flip side, one can also throw money at rent and never see any results other than having a roof over ones head.  The best investment is a strong vehicle that can double as a home on the road.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Hobo Girl hits the road by Mr WordPress</title>
		<link>http://chrisammon.wordpress.com/2007/11/05/hello-world/#comment-1</link>
		<dc:creator>Mr WordPress</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 05 Nov 2007 21:29:48 +0000</pubDate>
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