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		<title>Comment on Text fail by kmunsey</title>
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		<dc:creator>kmunsey</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 05 Nov 2009 18:18:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I knew you were going to actually read this post DC. And as always, love your input.

I find myself thinking and reflecting and unplugging myself from things lately. Probably because you look like an ass checking your phone while laying next to your Nana in bed. All of a sudden, nothing is more important than rubbing her back or listening to her breathe.  

When I logged back on after a three week hiatus from Twitter and FB it was funny how not much had changed. Life went on. People made too much noise about things they forgot about a day later. But at the same time, I missed hearing their thoughts and ideas. Things may never slow down. But as long as I keep up I can sit back and wait for the appropriate moment to re-engage.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I knew you were going to actually read this post DC. And as always, love your input.</p>
<p>I find myself thinking and reflecting and unplugging myself from things lately. Probably because you look like an ass checking your phone while laying next to your Nana in bed. All of a sudden, nothing is more important than rubbing her back or listening to her breathe.  </p>
<p>When I logged back on after a three week hiatus from Twitter and FB it was funny how not much had changed. Life went on. People made too much noise about things they forgot about a day later. But at the same time, I missed hearing their thoughts and ideas. Things may never slow down. But as long as I keep up I can sit back and wait for the appropriate moment to re-engage.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Text fail by dc</title>
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		<dc:creator>dc</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 05 Nov 2009 17:58:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Great post.  I can understand your meaning and sentiment in this one, as opposed to when you write about teams of well paid men who wear matching outfits and throw balls around.

It&#039;s an interesting debacle, no? the good/evil that comes with humanity&#039;s desire to jump onto more communication, regardless the side effects?

Think about it, every major leap in mankind&#039;s history was about transportation of ideas.  Both the manner to transport physical things (boat-wheel-road-rail-train-car-plane) and intangible ideas (printing press-pony express-mail service-telegraph-phone-internet-cell phone-facebook-twitter) 

So I don&#039;t see the world slowing down any time soon.  And things will be different, but not worse.  Not better either.  Just different.  I think you have some major life lessons floating around in your head from spending time with wise old folk, like

slow down and think before you speak sometimes.
and
Not having everything right now has it&#039;s advantages.

I think you should rejoice that there are no strict rules right now, and that your opportunity is to write the best selling book about modern communication ettiquite, and your perplexing journey towards attempting to define it.

d 
c</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Great post.  I can understand your meaning and sentiment in this one, as opposed to when you write about teams of well paid men who wear matching outfits and throw balls around.</p>
<p>It&#8217;s an interesting debacle, no? the good/evil that comes with humanity&#8217;s desire to jump onto more communication, regardless the side effects?</p>
<p>Think about it, every major leap in mankind&#8217;s history was about transportation of ideas.  Both the manner to transport physical things (boat-wheel-road-rail-train-car-plane) and intangible ideas (printing press-pony express-mail service-telegraph-phone-internet-cell phone-facebook-twitter) </p>
<p>So I don&#8217;t see the world slowing down any time soon.  And things will be different, but not worse.  Not better either.  Just different.  I think you have some major life lessons floating around in your head from spending time with wise old folk, like</p>
<p>slow down and think before you speak sometimes.<br />
and<br />
Not having everything right now has it&#8217;s advantages.</p>
<p>I think you should rejoice that there are no strict rules right now, and that your opportunity is to write the best selling book about modern communication ettiquite, and your perplexing journey towards attempting to define it.</p>
<p>d<br />
c</p>
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		<title>Comment on Text fail by kmunsey</title>
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		<dc:creator>kmunsey</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 05 Nov 2009 07:35:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hi Technoromantic, 

I think you are absolutely right about using everything in moderation. It does make interactions mean more. The fact is having more ways to communicate is better. As much as I complain about it, that is how I am able to interact with you right now having never met, and likely, never to meet. That&#039;s how we were able to elect Obama. It&#039;s how we participate in the conversations going on around us. More info is good. More talking is better. Less texting is best (when the topic is romance related.) Thanks so much for stopping by the site. I really appreciate your thoughts on everything. </description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hi Technoromantic, </p>
<p>I think you are absolutely right about using everything in moderation. It does make interactions mean more. The fact is having more ways to communicate is better. As much as I complain about it, that is how I am able to interact with you right now having never met, and likely, never to meet. That&#8217;s how we were able to elect Obama. It&#8217;s how we participate in the conversations going on around us. More info is good. More talking is better. Less texting is best (when the topic is romance related.) Thanks so much for stopping by the site. I really appreciate your thoughts on everything.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Text fail by technoromantic</title>
		<link>http://moodswingmusings.wordpress.com/2009/11/04/text-fail/#comment-470</link>
		<dc:creator>technoromantic</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 05 Nov 2009 03:46:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Very poignant.  There are people your generation who have the values, and appreciation of simple things, of your grandparents, and your awesome dad.

Technologies and the myriad modes of communication are tools...which you can choose to use or not.  You seem to have embraced them in some ways, but bemoan their ubiquity where romance is concerned.  Having more opportunities to connect isn&#039;t necessarily a bad thing.  Using them in moderation can give them greater meaning too.  They have worked for me. Well, phone, email, Internet, and text at least.  And I imagine for you as well.

Some food for thought: I think there is something romantic about the fact that all these modes of communication and connectivity played an enormous role in electing our nation&#039;s first African American president.  Something unfathomable in the era of the &quot;Greatest Generation.&quot;  Yeah, maybe this tidbit doesn&#039;t help you in terms of dating, but I think it&#039;s a matter of how you use the technology, and how you present yourself.  (On this site, I think you present yourself fabulously, for what it&#039;s worth. :-)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Very poignant.  There are people your generation who have the values, and appreciation of simple things, of your grandparents, and your awesome dad.</p>
<p>Technologies and the myriad modes of communication are tools&#8230;which you can choose to use or not.  You seem to have embraced them in some ways, but bemoan their ubiquity where romance is concerned.  Having more opportunities to connect isn&#8217;t necessarily a bad thing.  Using them in moderation can give them greater meaning too.  They have worked for me. Well, phone, email, Internet, and text at least.  And I imagine for you as well.</p>
<p>Some food for thought: I think there is something romantic about the fact that all these modes of communication and connectivity played an enormous role in electing our nation&#8217;s first African American president.  Something unfathomable in the era of the &#8220;Greatest Generation.&#8221;  Yeah, maybe this tidbit doesn&#8217;t help you in terms of dating, but I think it&#8217;s a matter of how you use the technology, and how you present yourself.  (On this site, I think you present yourself fabulously, for what it&#8217;s worth. <img src='http://s.wordpress.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>Comment on Text fail by kmunsey</title>
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		<dc:creator>kmunsey</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 20:53:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>See world why my dad is so awesome?</description>
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		<title>Comment on Text fail by dinosaur</title>
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		<dc:creator>dinosaur</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 20:49:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>And now you know why your mother puts so much emphasis on &quot;thank you&quot; notes, and actual handwritten notes to friends.  It is the committment of time and thought that she puts into each note.  It tells people that they are special; not just a &quot;tweet&quot; (is that the right phrase?).   Look at how much time Mom puts in at the Hallmark store?...she pays rent on the parking space there.  Your grandparents are special people, but not unique to that time; that &quot;greatest generation,&quot; when kids grew up in desperate times and went off to fight a desperate war for the greatest stakes because their country asked them to.  They learned self reliance young, and their romances were bold and clear.  When Nana Lois met Grandpa Charles in the middle of WWII on the west coast, they never knew when they would see each other again-if they would ever again.  They had no phone, TV, Ipod, computer, email as communication crutches; they just had each other to hold on to as the world fell apart.  They did OK, those kids who aswered the call, and gave their youth to the country, and to us.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>And now you know why your mother puts so much emphasis on &#8220;thank you&#8221; notes, and actual handwritten notes to friends.  It is the committment of time and thought that she puts into each note.  It tells people that they are special; not just a &#8220;tweet&#8221; (is that the right phrase?).   Look at how much time Mom puts in at the Hallmark store?&#8230;she pays rent on the parking space there.  Your grandparents are special people, but not unique to that time; that &#8220;greatest generation,&#8221; when kids grew up in desperate times and went off to fight a desperate war for the greatest stakes because their country asked them to.  They learned self reliance young, and their romances were bold and clear.  When Nana Lois met Grandpa Charles in the middle of WWII on the west coast, they never knew when they would see each other again-if they would ever again.  They had no phone, TV, Ipod, computer, email as communication crutches; they just had each other to hold on to as the world fell apart.  They did OK, those kids who aswered the call, and gave their youth to the country, and to us.</p>
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		<title>Comment on in her words by Katherine</title>
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		<dc:creator>Katherine</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 31 Oct 2009 03:01:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh - Kristen you forgot one more thing... Plating! Don&#039;t bring it on a tray - place on a small plate instead!

And it was really an honor to be able to be at your parents house and be a witness to such love and care of your strong family!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh &#8211; Kristen you forgot one more thing&#8230; Plating! Don&#8217;t bring it on a tray &#8211; place on a small plate instead!</p>
<p>And it was really an honor to be able to be at your parents house and be a witness to such love and care of your strong family!</p>
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		<title>Comment on in her words by Megan D</title>
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		<dc:creator>Megan D</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Oct 2009 19:30:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Wow Kristen this is special, and thank you for sharing. You have a lot of love in you, and respect! love you xox</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wow Kristen this is special, and thank you for sharing. You have a lot of love in you, and respect! love you xox</p>
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		<title>Comment on in her words by kmunsey</title>
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		<dc:creator>kmunsey</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Oct 2009 05:36:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I totally forgot I said that. 

Keep her going. I haven&#039;t showed you guys all my skills yet. Remember, small bites, make it pretty, and eat with her. (and don&#039;t let Grampa feed her with a spoon.)

love you guys. Best nurses ever</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I totally forgot I said that. </p>
<p>Keep her going. I haven&#8217;t showed you guys all my skills yet. Remember, small bites, make it pretty, and eat with her. (and don&#8217;t let Grampa feed her with a spoon.)</p>
<p>love you guys. Best nurses ever</p>
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		<title>Comment on in her words by Stormchaser</title>
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		<dc:creator>Stormchaser</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 26 Oct 2009 23:50:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I have to tell you that while Nana continues to weaken, somehow the strength she once possessed is seeping into those of us that surround her.  I have never felt so much love or laughed so much as I did last week at &quot;Munson Memorial&quot;!  

As I watched you &quot;rally the old bird&quot;, I knew that it would not last forever.  I will take it for what it was...an incredibly precious bonding experience with those that I love the most.   

I will miss you Kris, your folks will miss you, Bella will miss you....but most of all - Nana &amp; Gramps will miss you.  Mom and I will do our best to keep her going till you come home again.  

xoxo</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have to tell you that while Nana continues to weaken, somehow the strength she once possessed is seeping into those of us that surround her.  I have never felt so much love or laughed so much as I did last week at &#8220;Munson Memorial&#8221;!  </p>
<p>As I watched you &#8220;rally the old bird&#8221;, I knew that it would not last forever.  I will take it for what it was&#8230;an incredibly precious bonding experience with those that I love the most.   </p>
<p>I will miss you Kris, your folks will miss you, Bella will miss you&#8230;.but most of all &#8211; Nana &amp; Gramps will miss you.  Mom and I will do our best to keep her going till you come home again.  </p>
<p>xoxo</p>
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