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		<title>By: Joel</title>
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		<dc:creator>Joel</dc:creator>
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		<description>I don&#039;t know if you meant it this way (or if it&#039;s just the inadvertent outflow of your creative soul), but this is a beautiful metaphor for many of the hasty choices of our exuberant youth.  And, too, for the potential nostalgia and other meaning they might still positively evoke.

I think I may adopt it as a kind of shorthand for those choices, and the ambivalence of emotions that come in their longafter wake.

&quot;Dude, what&#039;s with the goofy new age unicorn bookplate on your Erdman&#039;s Edition of Blake.&quot;

&quot;Just a Harley Davidson check, bro.  I&#039;m still writing those Harley Davidson checks.&quot;

Maybe I&#039;ve been spending too much time in the Urban Dictionary.  Um, and maybe none of this makes any sense to anyone outside the twisted, narrow confines of my own consciousness.

Oh, yeah, and checks are pretty cheap, man.  If they&#039;re that bad, you can always replace them.  Just make sure and shred the old ones.  But, hey, maybe you need to keep &#039;em; sometimes wearing the albatross is exactly what we need to keep us grounded or centered or whatever it is we&#039;re supposed to be.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I don&#039;t know if you meant it this way (or if it&#039;s just the inadvertent outflow of your creative soul), but this is a beautiful metaphor for many of the hasty choices of our exuberant youth.  And, too, for the potential nostalgia and other meaning they might still positively evoke.</p>
<p>I think I may adopt it as a kind of shorthand for those choices, and the ambivalence of emotions that come in their longafter wake.</p>
<p>&#8220;Dude, what&#039;s with the goofy new age unicorn bookplate on your Erdman&#039;s Edition of Blake.&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Just a Harley Davidson check, bro.  I&#039;m still writing those Harley Davidson checks.&#8221;</p>
<p>Maybe I&#039;ve been spending too much time in the Urban Dictionary.  Um, and maybe none of this makes any sense to anyone outside the twisted, narrow confines of my own consciousness.</p>
<p>Oh, yeah, and checks are pretty cheap, man.  If they&#039;re that bad, you can always replace them.  Just make sure and shred the old ones.  But, hey, maybe you need to keep &#039;em; sometimes wearing the albatross is exactly what we need to keep us grounded or centered or whatever it is we&#039;re supposed to be.</p>
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