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	<title>Comments on: Competing Games</title>
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	<description>Austin, Texas novelist Ruth Pennebaker, who&#039;s old enough to call herself &#34;fabulous,&#34; writes about family, politics, marriage, friendship, feminism, aging and whatever else occurs to her.  Her latest novel, Women on the Verge of a Nervous Breakthrough, was published by Berkley in January 2011.</description>
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		<title>By: ruthpennebaker</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 20 Oct 2009 19:27:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;p&gt;Let&#039;s be honest.  That game sucked bigtime.  I wanted to go into a coma watching it.  Thank God there was some diverting talk to keep me awake.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Let&#8217;s be honest.  That game sucked bigtime.  I wanted to go into a coma watching it.  Thank God there was some diverting talk to keep me awake.</p>
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		<title>By: Cindy A</title>
		<link>http://www.geezersisters.com/culture/competing-games/comment-page-1#comment-5138</link>
		<dc:creator>Cindy A</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 20 Oct 2009 17:04:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I am football impaired and scheduled my husband&#039;s birthday party DURING the game. Everyone consumed a lovely meal in a hurry, skipped the unnecessary blowing out of the candles, and ate my delicious homemade cake in front of the television. I checked my email, cruised around in FaceBook, and occasionally looked up when someone yelled.

What is wrong with me?!  Am I missing a freaking gene or something?!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am football impaired and scheduled my husband&#8217;s birthday party DURING the game. Everyone consumed a lovely meal in a hurry, skipped the unnecessary blowing out of the candles, and ate my delicious homemade cake in front of the television. I checked my email, cruised around in FaceBook, and occasionally looked up when someone yelled.</p>
<p>What is wrong with me?!  Am I missing a freaking gene or something?!</p>
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