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	<title>Comments on: On sluts, storytelling, and the dirty, dirty truth</title>
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		<title>By: rattus</title>
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		<dc:creator>rattus</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 13 Apr 2006 19:44:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;blockquote&gt;I recognize that a large part of tiger taming is just tiger aging: we mellow, most of us, with time, trading the gift of urgency for the gift of perspective. Sweet, sweet perspective.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
I've just added this to my personal collection of quotes. Sparking up my brain cells every time I think of it. Thanks.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote><p>I recognize that a large part of tiger taming is just tiger aging: we mellow, most of us, with time, trading the gift of urgency for the gift of perspective. Sweet, sweet perspective.</p></blockquote>
<p>I&#8217;ve just added this to my personal collection of quotes. Sparking up my brain cells every time I think of it. Thanks.</p>
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		<title>By: Michael Blowhard</title>
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		<dc:creator>Michael Blowhard</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 13 Apr 2006 19:23:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Beautiful posting. More artists should embrace the silly good times, don't you think? I always think that more fiction-writers should take a few years of acting. Teach 'em a few things about connecting to their characters, bringing their scenes to life, connecting with their own impulses and drives, etc. But I guess many highbrow fiction writers like being a little bloodless and above-it-all ... Anyway, congrats on the performance too. Wish I'd been there!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Beautiful posting. More artists should embrace the silly good times, don&#8217;t you think? I always think that more fiction-writers should take a few years of acting. Teach &#8216;em a few things about connecting to their characters, bringing their scenes to life, connecting with their own impulses and drives, etc. But I guess many highbrow fiction writers like being a little bloodless and above-it-all &#8230; Anyway, congrats on the performance too. Wish I&#8217;d been there!</p>
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		<title>By: Bon</title>
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		<dc:creator>Bon</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 10 Apr 2006 22:53:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Awesome!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Awesome!</p>
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		<title>By: Marilyn</title>
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		<dc:creator>Marilyn</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 10 Apr 2006 21:54:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Great post!  Your realization and acceptance that you still love acting--in small doses--reminded me of a conversation I had yesterday with a friend re the changes aging can deliver to our doorstep.  She had been drooling over the massively high platform shoes that are back...but then reluctantly acknowledged that, dammit, they're just not comfortable and she's unwilling to be that uncomfortable at her age.  I was telling her how yesterday morning I'd spiffed myself up, put on some cute clothes and high heeled boots, and walked to the cafe on the corner for breakfast.  And for an hour I felt like a younger version of me again...the one that used to stride all over San Francisco in tight 501's and red cowboy boots, long black coat flying.  And then after breakfast I came home and immediately changed into my baggy sweats and sprawled on the couch.  And it was all I needed--just that hour.  I think it's fabulous that you appear to have reached a place where you're not defined by your limitations...but freed by them.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Great post!  Your realization and acceptance that you still love acting&#8211;in small doses&#8211;reminded me of a conversation I had yesterday with a friend re the changes aging can deliver to our doorstep.  She had been drooling over the massively high platform shoes that are back&#8230;but then reluctantly acknowledged that, dammit, they&#8217;re just not comfortable and she&#8217;s unwilling to be that uncomfortable at her age.  I was telling her how yesterday morning I&#8217;d spiffed myself up, put on some cute clothes and high heeled boots, and walked to the cafe on the corner for breakfast.  And for an hour I felt like a younger version of me again&#8230;the one that used to stride all over San Francisco in tight 501&#8217;s and red cowboy boots, long black coat flying.  And then after breakfast I came home and immediately changed into my baggy sweats and sprawled on the couch.  And it was all I needed&#8211;just that hour.  I think it&#8217;s fabulous that you appear to have reached a place where you&#8217;re not defined by your limitations&#8230;but freed by them.</p>
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