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	<title>Comments on: Pants + Fridge = Excitement!</title>
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		<title>By: bits of ink &#187; Blog Archive &#187; The Ending is Where We Start From</title>
		<link>http://www.bitsofink.com/2004/02/05/pants-fridge-excitement/#comment-970</link>
		<dc:creator>bits of ink &#187; Blog Archive &#187; The Ending is Where We Start From</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Aug 2008 09:07:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] Allow me to digress here for a minute. I was something of an oddity in the blogging world. Most bloggers maintain readership by posting often. Typically, either these posts involve descriptions of their day-to-day lives, something which one never really runs out of material for, or they&#8217;d post links to other creative work, occasionally with added commentary. I was not prepared to broadcast the details of my life to the general public, and I didn&#8217;t want to exist remora-like, living off the scraps left by the real producers of writing, images, music, and video. I wanted to be one of those producers, by writing relatively impersonal, humorous pieces. And that&#8217;s pretty hard to do regularly, or it was for me, anyhow. But I kept at it, because even though my number of daily hits rarely crept above 10, it also didn&#8217;t really sink down to zero. People were reading, so I continued writing, albeit sometimes infrequently. About a year and a half after starting blogging, it occurred to me that I had what to write that wasn&#8217;t goofy and humorous. The material I had in mind was downright serious. And so I had a problem. I couldn&#8217;t just post those pieces on the original blog, like nothing was different, because I didn&#8217;t want to turn away readers who had come to expect humor. But I still wanted to share my thoughts on weightier matters than the odd contents of my fridge. [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] Allow me to digress here for a minute. I was something of an oddity in the blogging world. Most bloggers maintain readership by posting often. Typically, either these posts involve descriptions of their day-to-day lives, something which one never really runs out of material for, or they&#8217;d post links to other creative work, occasionally with added commentary. I was not prepared to broadcast the details of my life to the general public, and I didn&#8217;t want to exist remora-like, living off the scraps left by the real producers of writing, images, music, and video. I wanted to be one of those producers, by writing relatively impersonal, humorous pieces. And that&#8217;s pretty hard to do regularly, or it was for me, anyhow. But I kept at it, because even though my number of daily hits rarely crept above 10, it also didn&#8217;t really sink down to zero. People were reading, so I continued writing, albeit sometimes infrequently. About a year and a half after starting blogging, it occurred to me that I had what to write that wasn&#8217;t goofy and humorous. The material I had in mind was downright serious. And so I had a problem. I couldn&#8217;t just post those pieces on the original blog, like nothing was different, because I didn&#8217;t want to turn away readers who had come to expect humor. But I still wanted to share my thoughts on weightier matters than the odd contents of my fridge. [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Anonymous</title>
		<link>http://www.bitsofink.com/2004/02/05/pants-fridge-excitement/#comment-366</link>
		<dc:creator>Anonymous</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 10 Apr 2005 22:53:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Does it have anything to do with having gum stuck to your cloths?.... oh wait, that would be the freezer, pants in the freezer to get the gum off...&lt;BR/&gt;- Einat</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Does it have anything to do with having gum stuck to your cloths?&#8230;. oh wait, that would be the freezer, pants in the freezer to get the gum off&#8230;<br />- Einat</p>
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		<title>By: Anonymous</title>
		<link>http://www.bitsofink.com/2004/02/05/pants-fridge-excitement/#comment-367</link>
		<dc:creator>Anonymous</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 10 Apr 2005 22:53:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>You sure you're ok with those 21 credits?&lt;BR/&gt;- Sara</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You sure you&#8217;re ok with those 21 credits?<br />- Sara</p>
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