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		<title>Wisdom From Tallulah Bankhead</title>
		<link>http://www.exploding-boy.com/2008/10/20/wisdom-from-tallulah-bankhead/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 20 Oct 2008 21:52:08 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Christopher</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Life]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[Tallulah Bankhead]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Here’s a rule I recommend. Never practice two vices at once.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote><p>Here’s a rule I recommend. Never practice two vices at once.</p></blockquote>
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		<title>SumoSac</title>
		<link>http://www.exploding-boy.com/2008/06/05/sumosac/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Jun 2008 00:16:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Christopher</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[A while back I wrote about my Sumo Omni Chair. Unfortunately for me, that chair has since been stolen by my daughter. She jumps, plays, and sleeps in the chair all the time. Because that chair had more or less been stolen from me a while back I was very happy when I recently got [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A while back I wrote about my <a href="http://www.exploding-boy.com/2006/09/23/sumo-omni-chair/">Sumo Omni Chair</a>. Unfortunately for me, that chair has since been stolen by my daughter. She jumps, plays, and sleeps in the chair all the time. Because that chair had more or less been stolen from me a while back I was very happy when I recently got my hands on my new <a href="http://www.sumolounge.com/sumosac.php">SumoSac</a>.<br />
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I was immediately taken back by how massive the chair is after it expands. The chair comes in a semi-large duffel, and is compressed for shipping purposes. After a day of airing out and fluffing the foam the chair expands to a hefty 55lbs. Along with being a great deal larger than my original Omni chair the SumoSac is more comfortable because of its&#8217; ability to pretty much swallow an adult. You sink right into the chair and do not want to get up. I also really like the softness of the micro suede cover. The chairs start at only $179 for the 4ft chair and go up to $229 for the 6ft size, so if you are in the market for a super comfortable chair they are definitely worth a look.</p>
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		<title>Mind Power</title>
		<link>http://www.exploding-boy.com/2008/04/25/mind-power/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 25 Apr 2008 17:58:14 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Christopher</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Life]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Coach]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Range Rover]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Snotty Bitches]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Today while I was walking around a mall in a higher end of town I came across two twenty-something girls hopping out of a brand new Range Rover. As I walked by them the two girls gave me a snotty little glare as they continued to make their way into the Coach store. As the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Today while I was walking around a mall in a higher end of town I came across two twenty-something girls hopping out of a brand new Range Rover. As I walked by them the two girls gave me a snotty little glare as they continued to make their way into the Coach store. As the first girl made it to the door the second girl&#8217;s high heel shoe got caught in a crack in the sidewalk and she fell forward slamming into the glass door of the store. It was at that brief moment that I thought to myself&#8230;maybe I really can will things to happen with my thoughts.</p>
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		<title>First Birthday</title>
		<link>http://www.exploding-boy.com/2007/06/26/first-birthday/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Jun 2007 11:01:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Christopher</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Fatherhood]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[Isabella enjoying her chocolate cake. I have been a father for a full year now and still mistakenly call my daughter by my dog&#8217;s name and vice versa.]]></description>
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I have been a father for a full year now and <strong>still</strong> mistakenly call my daughter by my dog&#8217;s name and vice versa.</p>
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		<title>The Photography Bug</title>
		<link>http://www.exploding-boy.com/2007/06/14/the-photography-bug/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Jun 2007 11:28:40 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Christopher</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Life]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[nikon-d40x]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[photography]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Camera shopping For some strange reason ever since a recent trip to Tennessee I&#8217;ve been wanting to take photos of everything&#8230;not so much artistic photos, just snapshots to record all the small things from my surroundings. I took a couple of different photography classes while in college, but haven&#8217;t done much photography since that time. [...]]]></description>
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For some strange reason ever since a recent trip to Tennessee I&#8217;ve been wanting to take photos of everything&#8230;not so much artistic photos, just snapshots to record all the small things from my surroundings. I took a couple of different photography classes while in college, but haven&#8217;t done much photography since that time. I&#8217;m really looking forward to focusing(awful pun not intended) more time on polishing up what little photography skills I once had.
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To further feed my recent photography craving I also just picked up the new Nikon D40X, and I absolutely love it.</p>
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		<title>The Easter Bunny Hates Me</title>
		<link>http://www.exploding-boy.com/2007/04/10/the-easter-bunny-hates-me/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 10 Apr 2007 13:48:30 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Christopher</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Life]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Sometime in the wee hours of the morning from Easter Sunday into Monday my car was broken into. My XM radio and receiver were stolen along with my entire set of golf clubs, around 30-45 CDs, some sunglasses, the tire jack, and much more. In total I probably lost upwards of $3,000 worth of random [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sometime in the wee hours of the morning from Easter Sunday into Monday my car was broken into. My XM radio and receiver were stolen along with my entire set of <a href="http://www.stubhub.com/golf-tickets/">golf</a> clubs, around 30-45 CDs, some sunglasses, the tire jack, and much more. In total I probably lost upwards of $3,000 worth of random things. Thanks to this little Easter surprise, I now get the pleasure of having to deal with lots of annoying <a href="http://www.carinsurancerates.com">insurance</a> workers. It sucks and I hope the person or persons responsible all die a horribly gruesome death.</p>
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		<title>Overheard at the Office</title>
		<link>http://www.exploding-boy.com/2007/03/27/overheard-at-the-office/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Mar 2007 21:50:15 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Christopher</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Life]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[american-idol]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[sanjaya]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[If Sanjaya does get voted off after tonight, I will be inconsolable While I have no problem with someone being passionate about their favorite television show, and I&#8217;d like to believe she was over exaggerating, I still find it disturbing that someone would be that wrapped up in an androgynous 17 year old competing in [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote><p>If Sanjaya does get voted off after tonight, I will be inconsolable</p></blockquote>
<p>While I have no problem with someone being passionate about their favorite television show, and I&#8217;d like to believe she was over exaggerating, I still find it disturbing that someone would be that wrapped up in an androgynous 17 year old competing in a glorified talent show.</p>
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		<title>Love/Hate</title>
		<link>http://www.exploding-boy.com/2007/03/08/lovehate/</link>
		<comments>http://www.exploding-boy.com/2007/03/08/lovehate/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Thu, 08 Mar 2007 16:28:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Christopher</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Life]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[I love my job and I hate my job. A few years back I was going to college as a psychology major. I had a genuine interest in my major, but lacked the desire to attend college for the 15 or so years to become a practicing psychologist. I decided to take a term away [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I love my job and I hate my job.</p>
<p>A few years back I was going to college as a psychology major. I had a genuine interest in my major, but lacked the desire to attend college for the 15 or so years to become a practicing psychologist. I decided to take a term away from college and decide what direction I was going to take with my career. During this short break I really didn&#8217;t think of anything I wanted to do, and as the time drew closer to go back to school I hastily decided to try my hand at design. I chose to try graphic design because I was usually complimented on my artwork throughout my life, and saw no way to make decent money majoring in fine art. As embarrassing as it is, I chose my current profession out of laziness. I wanted to find something that I could graduate from college with that required less effort that psychology.<br />
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<p>Fast forward seven or so years and I am now a somewhat successful web designer. I enjoy my job, and like helping others learn about design, but there are many days that I simply long for monotony. I imagine a job that consists of something like filing papers all day. Just show up, achieve the same basic task, then repeat&#8230;nothing more. There are many days where I don&#8217;t want to think of something &#8220;new&#8221;. I don&#8217;t want to create something &#8220;different&#8221;. My major complaint about my profession is that you always have to do something new. You can&#8217;t get by with doing the same thing day in and day out. A lot of people might think filing papers all day sounds extremely boring, but when you have job where everyday you have to think of something brand new and different, that type of monotony sounds wonderful.</p>
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		<title>Ho Ho Hoax</title>
		<link>http://www.exploding-boy.com/2006/12/15/ho-ho-hoax/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 15 Dec 2006 17:33:18 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Christopher</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Life]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Since I recently became a father, and with the Christmas holiday looming I&#8217;ve been thinking a lot lately about how I will eventually handle the whole Santa Claus ruse. The more I think about it, the more it makes sense to explain to my daughter that Santa Claus is simply a mascot for the holiday, [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Since I recently became a father, and with the Christmas holiday looming I&#8217;ve been thinking a lot lately about how I will eventually handle the whole Santa Claus ruse. The more I think about it, the more it makes sense to explain to my daughter that Santa Claus is simply a mascot for the holiday, and no more. It makes sense to me to just avoid the whole routine of pretending some magical man travels the globe delivering toys. Why bother with this elaborate lie, when we know it eventually ends in disappointment? Why not explain that Santa is a just a holiday character, and the real holiday is about being together and sharing with the ones you love? I would much rather my child understand and appreciate the gifts that were given to her were bought by loved ones. I think as a child I would have appreciated my holiday gifts more if I knew that my family were actually the ones running around and fighting crowded malls to get those gifts. </p>
<p>I just question if this would be taking away some magical part of childhood? Would it be possible to transfer all that excitement from Santa to loved ones?</p>
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		<title>DIEt</title>
		<link>http://www.exploding-boy.com/2006/10/11/diet/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Oct 2006 14:51:59 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Christopher</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Life]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Recently I have been dealing with some very frustrating health issues. I&#8217;m not a fan of going to the doctor and usually put it off as long as I&#8217;m able, but after being harassed by family and friends for a while I finally decided to go to the doctor to get checked out. After my [...]]]></description>
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Recently I have been dealing with some very frustrating health issues. I&#8217;m not a fan of going to the doctor and usually put it off as long as I&#8217;m able, but after being harassed by family and friends for a while I finally decided to go to the doctor to get checked out. After my first visit, which was more or less talking with the doctor I was asked to schedule an <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/EGD">EGD</a>.
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The EGD procedure consisted of a doctor slamming a tube/camera down my throat and taking a good look around. Following this oh so pleasant procedure I was told to contact the doctor after a few days for the results.<br />
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After waiting a few days I spoke with my doctor and was told that things were not as serious as originally thought. The doctor then explained that there was nothing he could do to remedy any of my problems only treat them. So, I was advised to drastically reduce my stress levels, begin drinking this wonderful metallic tasting gritty liquid/paste prescription, and remove all of the following foods from my diet:
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<li>All fried foods</li>
<li>Raw Tomatoes</li>
<li>All Tomato-based foods</li>
<li>Raw Onions</li>
<li>Cooked Onions</li>
<li>All peppers</li>
<li>Coffee</li>
<li>Tea</li>
<li>Chocolate</li>
<li>Cola or any carbonated beverages</li>
<li>Peanuts</li>
<li>Dairy products</li>
<li>Ice cream</li>
<li>Alcohol</li>
<li>Mints</li>
<li>All Spicy foods</li>
<li>Citrus fruits and juices</li>
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<p>I wanted to come right out and ask the doctor &#8211; &#8220;Good Lord man, what else is there really left to eat?!?&#8221;</p>
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