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	<title>Comments on: I Carried a Watermelon!</title>
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	<description>Babies. Books. Bipolar. Bourbon. Life!</description>
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		<title>By: tata</title>
		<link>http://booknboob.com/blog/2008/08/16/i-carried-a-watermelon/comment-page-1/#comment-316</link>
		<dc:creator>tata</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 17 Aug 2008 14:08:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I once endured the hellish experience of a Rollins Band show to meet the author Henry Rollins. Sure, he&#039;s a musician first and then a writer/actor/comedian/spoken words-man, but I wanted to meet the author and brought along my copy of one of his books to get his autograph. 

Joy was about 8 months old and I was still in full post-partum chub and whatever not-so-tattered and spit-upon clothes I could find. As I waited in line to meet him after the show, the stupid lady in front of me asked if she could grope his arse and the two of them chatted a long while about working out and being firm yadda yadda yadda. He also carried on a lot about the &quot;weird vibe&quot; coming from the audience. I suspect perhaps others were there for motives similar to my own?

So maybe it&#039;s not as bad as being duck woman (wtf is that, anyways? And whose idea was it? They should be smacked with a fish, Mel Brooks-style), but it was embarrassing for me. And I don&#039;t embarrass.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I once endured the hellish experience of a Rollins Band show to meet the author Henry Rollins. Sure, he&#8217;s a musician first and then a writer/actor/comedian/spoken words-man, but I wanted to meet the author and brought along my copy of one of his books to get his autograph. </p>
<p>Joy was about 8 months old and I was still in full post-partum chub and whatever not-so-tattered and spit-upon clothes I could find. As I waited in line to meet him after the show, the stupid lady in front of me asked if she could grope his arse and the two of them chatted a long while about working out and being firm yadda yadda yadda. He also carried on a lot about the &#8220;weird vibe&#8221; coming from the audience. I suspect perhaps others were there for motives similar to my own?</p>
<p>So maybe it&#8217;s not as bad as being duck woman (wtf is that, anyways? And whose idea was it? They should be smacked with a fish, Mel Brooks-style), but it was embarrassing for me. And I don&#8217;t embarrass.</p>
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		<title>By: Heather</title>
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		<dc:creator>Heather</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 16 Aug 2008 14:14:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>We saw him but we didn&#039;t want to make a big fuss.  So we freaked out and drooled a lot and whispered &quot;is that really...???&quot; and &quot;Oh my god!&quot;  I&#039;ve decided to believe that he left because he had to be soemwhere quickly and that he really really wanted to stay but couldn&#039;t.  He left with a kind word to the girls who served him and a wave.  I&#039;m going to post this link to our website so if he happens to look us up he can know the truth.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>We saw him but we didn&#8217;t want to make a big fuss.  So we freaked out and drooled a lot and whispered &#8220;is that really&#8230;???&#8221; and &#8220;Oh my god!&#8221;  I&#8217;ve decided to believe that he left because he had to be soemwhere quickly and that he really really wanted to stay but couldn&#8217;t.  He left with a kind word to the girls who served him and a wave.  I&#8217;m going to post this link to our website so if he happens to look us up he can know the truth.</p>
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		<title>By: melisa</title>
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		<dc:creator>melisa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 16 Aug 2008 11:20:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>duck woman!  did the other people not realize he was there?  you really should send this post to him.  he&#039;s got to find it a wee bit funny, although he&#039;s probably still laughing a little bit about those crazy nc&#039;ers quacking away on stage.  

but really, who made you be duck woman?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>duck woman!  did the other people not realize he was there?  you really should send this post to him.  he&#8217;s got to find it a wee bit funny, although he&#8217;s probably still laughing a little bit about those crazy nc&#8217;ers quacking away on stage.  </p>
<p>but really, who made you be duck woman?</p>
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