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		<title>all directions home</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 15 Jan 2012 03:30:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Sometimes you have to leave home to find it. And inevitably, you&#8217;ll lose it again. Perhaps you&#8217;ll go looking for the version from your childhood, complete with that squeaky bottom step and front yard treehouse your dad built. In that case, you&#8217;ll only find sadness, even if you find the same house on the same [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thegleamingunderbelly.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10677577&amp;post=511&amp;subd=thegleamingunderbelly&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>lost and found</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 31 Dec 2011 21:04:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The boy had been watching a cloud of birds swerve drunkenly across adjoining fields and settle on an arthritic oak that he’d started a one-sided staring contest with. Then the rain started screaming back. It was dusking and he longed for a hood and a pint of something from Vermont or Colorado or one of those places where drink was perfected to combat weather that made you feel uncomfortable and alone. The birds—ravens, he wondered, or crows?—were acting too spring-like for this time of year. It was early fall, and he considered that no species was exempt from the uncertainty of what it should be doing.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thegleamingunderbelly.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10677577&amp;post=499&amp;subd=thegleamingunderbelly&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>A dream I had</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 19 Dec 2011 05:49:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[My family was visiting: Mom, Dad, Emily, Jon, and Thomas—the whole crew (it&#8217;d been about a year since they actually did visit and I think I was feeling particularly homesick. I always feel particularly homesick around my birthday, in the fall when the trees should be on fire and you get a taste of winter [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thegleamingunderbelly.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10677577&amp;post=454&amp;subd=thegleamingunderbelly&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>SFO to SLC to LAX</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Nov 2011 07:22:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Lights on the runway&#8211;through the fog and above it&#8211;simplify the feat of flying into archaic video game graphics (Pac-Man, specifically): cars as dots of lights mazing steadily along a pre-programmed path (someone should tell us that&#8217;s what we look like from above). Rain reflected in the light of the wings looks like flashes of TV [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thegleamingunderbelly.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10677577&amp;post=481&amp;subd=thegleamingunderbelly&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>the things we lose</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Nov 2011 06:31:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Games Keys Phones Friends Arguments Money Fights Bets Blood Our minds Our homes Our way Grandparents; parents; brothers; sisters; aunts; uncles Hats Babies Innocence Appetite Teeth Feeling Vision Voice Breath Love Limbs Luggage Glasses Retainers Socks Mittens Memory Time Touch Hair Hubcaps Face Faith Opportunities Pens Jobs Sleep Focus Temper Hearing Interest Lunch Brain cells [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thegleamingunderbelly.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10677577&amp;post=459&amp;subd=thegleamingunderbelly&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>nights like these</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 30 Aug 2011 17:44:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[But then there are some nights, like this one, for example. It’s not so cold that the chill goes through you, not to the bones at least. And smoking a cigarette just seems right. It’s nights like these that you wish you smoked cigarettes regularly, forced outside by a compulsion only to find pauses of [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thegleamingunderbelly.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10677577&amp;post=440&amp;subd=thegleamingunderbelly&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The Maiers Try to Go on Vacation: Part II</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Aug 2011 21:13:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[DAY 2 The six of us are two to a bed. My sister and I share the pull out couch, a minefield of sinkholes, wily springs, and (maybe) imaginary bed bugs. Once I contort to a manageable sleeping position, my sister slings the deadweight of her leg over me or something bites my ankle and [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thegleamingunderbelly.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10677577&amp;post=426&amp;subd=thegleamingunderbelly&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The Maiers Try to Go on Vacation</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Aug 2011 14:18:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[DAY 1 We arrive at the Sunrise Motel to a pool full of pot-bellied (“it’s 5 o’clock somewhere”) Miller Lite drinkers. Couples and families only, the sign says. The guy behind the counter looks happy to see us. We’re the ideal family: no annoying young kids; no one shotgunning cans of crap beers till the [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thegleamingunderbelly.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10677577&amp;post=419&amp;subd=thegleamingunderbelly&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>stale data</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 24 Jun 2011 17:32:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;ve been thinking about memory a lot lately. It&#8217;s a recurring theme in the usual wanderings of my mind, but recently it&#8217;s been spurred by external prodding. The Whiteman Brothers are a set of filmmakers in Portland who dream up strange and beautiful stories and actually see their imaginings through. They&#8217;re what you can consider [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thegleamingunderbelly.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10677577&amp;post=376&amp;subd=thegleamingunderbelly&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>dada</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 19 Jun 2011 23:14:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;It&#8217;s time to go up,” my mother said. She meant to the beach house that my grandparents rented every year. The afternoon sun had gone. Beach towels had begun to be used as blankets. We were all turning backs to fronts to backs again, trying to pull the day’s last UVs. The tide was coming [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thegleamingunderbelly.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10677577&amp;post=394&amp;subd=thegleamingunderbelly&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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