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	<title>Comments on: Striking out at the Tilth fair</title>
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	<description>stargazer, muddler, muffle-jaw, cockatouch, spoonhead, hookear, gudgeon, grubby, blob, bull-rout, blue garnet, miller's thumb</description>
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		<title>By: Ted</title>
		<link>http://www.sculpin.com/journal/2008/09/06/striking-out-at-the-tilth-fair/comment-page-1/#comment-70065</link>
		<dc:creator>Ted</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Sep 2008 20:24:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>(can I resist the pun?  no, I can&#039;t)

That&#039;s so un-fair!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>(can I resist the pun?  no, I can&#8217;t)</p>
<p>That&#8217;s so un-fair!</p>
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		<title>By: naomi</title>
		<link>http://www.sculpin.com/journal/2008/09/06/striking-out-at-the-tilth-fair/comment-page-1/#comment-70015</link>
		<dc:creator>naomi</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Sep 2008 02:25:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Sorry you had such a let down with the pickles. They truly are the best in the world. I was starting to regret missing the Harvest Fair in favor of camping, but I guess I made the right choice. I heard the tomato taste-off was canceled too. Bummer.

I know it&#039;s rude to laugh at someone falling on the ground...but damn, that is funny.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sorry you had such a let down with the pickles. They truly are the best in the world. I was starting to regret missing the Harvest Fair in favor of camping, but I guess I made the right choice. I heard the tomato taste-off was canceled too. Bummer.</p>
<p>I know it&#8217;s rude to laugh at someone falling on the ground&#8230;but damn, that is funny.</p>
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		<title>By: Cam Sculpin</title>
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		<dc:creator>Cam Sculpin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Sep 2008 06:06:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Yeah. Heh. Then she criticized me twice for having the temerity to ask, &quot;Are you okay?&quot; because how was she to know? Nobody knows how they are after falling! What a stupid question! I offered to give her a hand up -- as one does --  and she snapped at me again. Hoo-kay. I can appreciate that sprawling headlong is embarrassing, but still, looks to me like somebody went to the Rabid Attack Dog school of etiquette.

Why I ask people if they&#039;re okay: if they can&#039;t answer, &quot;Yes,&quot; in a clear voice, then something may well be very wrong. As in the person I picked up off the sidewalk last month, who was suffering from mild heatstroke. If someone falls in front of me, and I&#039;m sure that their head has at least come very near the ground, then of &lt;em&gt;course&lt;/em&gt; I am going to check them for lucidity. That communication has a reasonable purpose. I was not just &lt;em&gt;twittering&lt;/em&gt;, thank you. Argh. Well, she was lucid, no doubt about that. Crabby, but lucid.

Oddly enough, Attack Lady was pretty friendly, in her bitchy way. But, jeez, I was feeling glad not to have to live with her. One crabby lady in the house is enough.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yeah. Heh. Then she criticized me twice for having the temerity to ask, &#8220;Are you okay?&#8221; because how was she to know? Nobody knows how they are after falling! What a stupid question! I offered to give her a hand up &#8212; as one does &#8212;  and she snapped at me again. Hoo-kay. I can appreciate that sprawling headlong is embarrassing, but still, looks to me like somebody went to the Rabid Attack Dog school of etiquette.</p>
<p>Why I ask people if they&#8217;re okay: if they can&#8217;t answer, &#8220;Yes,&#8221; in a clear voice, then something may well be very wrong. As in the person I picked up off the sidewalk last month, who was suffering from mild heatstroke. If someone falls in front of me, and I&#8217;m sure that their head has at least come very near the ground, then of <em>course</em> I am going to check them for lucidity. That communication has a reasonable purpose. I was not just <em>twittering</em>, thank you. Argh. Well, she was lucid, no doubt about that. Crabby, but lucid.</p>
<p>Oddly enough, Attack Lady was pretty friendly, in her bitchy way. But, jeez, I was feeling glad not to have to live with her. One crabby lady in the house is enough.</p>
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		<title>By: Mia</title>
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		<dc:creator>Mia</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Sep 2008 05:39:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;i&gt;One woman even went sprawling on the pavement because she was looking at our bike instead of at where she was going.&lt;/i&gt;

Damn bicyclists! Always creating a nuisance!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><i>One woman even went sprawling on the pavement because she was looking at our bike instead of at where she was going.</i></p>
<p>Damn bicyclists! Always creating a nuisance!</p>
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