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	<title>Comments on: A slave to technology</title>
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	<description>Musings on the Magic City</description>
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		<title>By: Matt Mitchell</title>
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		<dc:creator>Matt Mitchell</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 25 Apr 2008 13:55:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I don&#039;t get to unwind much: I have two kids (ages 3 and 1) and they keep me busy most of the time. And I usually unplug for the whole weekend anyway. Again, the kids keep me busy. But during the week I&#039;m constantly plugged in.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I don&#8217;t get to unwind much: I have two kids (ages 3 and 1) and they keep me busy most of the time. And I usually unplug for the whole weekend anyway. Again, the kids keep me busy. But during the week I&#8217;m constantly plugged in.</p>
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		<title>By: Dre</title>
		<link>http://dresramblings.com/2008/04/24/a-slave-to-technology/comment-page-1/#comment-656</link>
		<dc:creator>Dre</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 25 Apr 2008 05:00:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>So&#039;s mine - my student government adviser from college gave it to me as a going away present, after letting me use it to get around town the last year I was living in Savannah. I loved using that bike. It was one of the most peaceful ways to get around that I ever enjoyed. Even after living there for 11 years, it was so much more fun to learn the city one more time on two wheels...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>So&#8217;s mine &#8211; my student government adviser from college gave it to me as a going away present, after letting me use it to get around town the last year I was living in Savannah. I loved using that bike. It was one of the most peaceful ways to get around that I ever enjoyed. Even after living there for 11 years, it was so much more fun to learn the city one more time on two wheels&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: RPC</title>
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		<dc:creator>RPC</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 25 Apr 2008 04:57:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I have two advantages that your post makes me feel suitably grateful for. 1. I&#039;m in grad school and no one expects me to iron shirts. 2. I&#039;m residing in one of the most bike-friendly towns in Alabama (viz., Auburn) so when the Check Engine light comes on for the third or fourth time in a row, I can ignore it indefinitely. 

As for relaxing, getting on the bike is a good way to unwind. I think I&#039;d feel the same way even living downtown. My bike is what they used to call a &quot;city bike&quot; in the &#039;80s, when I bought it in Jacksonville (FL). It has knobby tires on smaller wheels, so doesn&#039;t object to rolling over cracked pavement, broken glass, or mysterious metal objects. The perfect vehicle.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have two advantages that your post makes me feel suitably grateful for. 1. I&#8217;m in grad school and no one expects me to iron shirts. 2. I&#8217;m residing in one of the most bike-friendly towns in Alabama (viz., Auburn) so when the Check Engine light comes on for the third or fourth time in a row, I can ignore it indefinitely. </p>
<p>As for relaxing, getting on the bike is a good way to unwind. I think I&#8217;d feel the same way even living downtown. My bike is what they used to call a &#8220;city bike&#8221; in the &#8217;80s, when I bought it in Jacksonville (FL). It has knobby tires on smaller wheels, so doesn&#8217;t object to rolling over cracked pavement, broken glass, or mysterious metal objects. The perfect vehicle.</p>
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