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		<title>A list of my top 10 pet peeves</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 12 Aug 2010 14:44:20 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Renee</dc:creator>
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* People who burn leaves and pollute the neighborhood.  Apparently, their olfactory nerves are shot and they don’t realize how offensive the smell is.  Meanwhile,  we (the neighbors) have to seek refuge in our homes like we are trying to escape the next application of agent orange.   Moreover, why hasn’t our local government banned that activity?
* People who will walk right past you at work as if you were invisible.  They will ...<p><a href="http://writingforfame.com/2010/08/12/a-list-of-my-top-10-pet-peeves/">A list of my top 10 pet peeves</a> is a post from: <a href="http://writingforfame.com">Writing For Fame</a></p>
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		<title>13, suffers from eczema and is the mother of two</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 06 Jun 2010 17:44:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Renee</dc:creator>
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Tina was 13 chronologically, but much worldly and wiser than her years would betray.  She spoke with such authority and confidence that you would have to remind yourself that you were talking to a child who happened to be&#8230;..carrying a child.
Tina was my roommate at the home and hospital and as it turned out was more experienced than I when it came to the mysteries of motherhood.  This would be her second child&#8230;..same father&#8230;..a guy who she&#8217;d accused ...<p><a href="http://writingforfame.com/2010/06/06/13-suffers-from-eczema-and-is-the-mother-of-two/">13, suffers from eczema and is the mother of two</a> is a post from: <a href="http://writingforfame.com">Writing For Fame</a></p>
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		<title>The Kentucky Derby and the Black Church</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 03 May 2010 16:03:31 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Renee</dc:creator>
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I was thinking about the fuss that was made over the hat that Aretha Franklin wore during the inaugural ceremonies and I was amused.  Anyone who has spent any measurable time in a black church knows that this is not shocking to anyone else except those who are not aware of the rich history behind this phenomenon.
  

There is a long-time tradition of head adornment in the black religious community. While it may have started with the biblical ...<p><a href="http://writingforfame.com/2010/05/03/the-kentucky-derby-and-the-black-church/">The Kentucky Derby and the Black Church</a> is a post from: <a href="http://writingforfame.com">Writing For Fame</a></p>
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		<title>Twenty five things about me</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 24 Jan 2010 01:48:08 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Renee</dc:creator>
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I think one of the best ways to get to know someone is to have them put pen to paper and reveal random things about themselves.  If you have stuck with me thus far, I thought that I would share a little about me so that we could get better acquainted .  Here are twenty five things about me
I’m a hopeless romantic.  I believe that there is someone for everyone….problem is most of the time, they never ...<p><a href="http://writingforfame.com/2010/01/23/twenty-five-things-about-me/">Twenty five things about me</a> is a post from: <a href="http://writingforfame.com">Writing For Fame</a></p>
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		<title>Scenes from bus route # 47: Or my life as a rush hour voyeur</title>
		<link>http://writingforfame.com/2009/12/24/scenes-from-bus-route-47-or-my-life-as-a-rush-hour-voyeur/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 24 Dec 2009 15:22:56 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Renee</dc:creator>
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Commuters who leave the driving to a municipal employee, usually gets the best of both worlds.  Not only do they not have to contend with negotiating road hazards and reckless drivers, but they get to view their commute from a totally different angle.  They get to see the world from a 180 degree perspective; a snapshot of the world through a 45 mph prism.
Life events become clearer as a passenger.  You begin to take note of things ...<p><a href="http://writingforfame.com/2009/12/24/scenes-from-bus-route-47-or-my-life-as-a-rush-hour-voyeur/">Scenes from bus route # 47: Or my life as a rush hour voyeur</a> is a post from: <a href="http://writingforfame.com">Writing For Fame</a></p>
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		<title>To be reborn in the morning</title>
		<link>http://writingforfame.com/2009/12/20/to-be-reborn-in-the-morning/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 20 Dec 2009 23:13:38 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Renee</dc:creator>
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**Note** This is something that I wrote as an homage as to how the elderly are sometimes forgotten and disregarded.  It is not about me, personally, although one day I aspire to become old and gray.  Thanks for reading.
As I toil in my garden, I look for a friendly smile from passersby, hoping that they’ll take a moment from each other’s glance to notice an old lady waving hello,
But their lively conversation is too compelling for them to ...<p><a href="http://writingforfame.com/2009/12/20/to-be-reborn-in-the-morning/">To be reborn in the morning</a> is a post from: <a href="http://writingforfame.com">Writing For Fame</a></p>
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		<title>The Siren Call of Mount Kilimanjaro</title>
		<link>http://writingforfame.com/2009/12/03/the-siren-call-of-mount-kilimanjaro/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Dec 2009 00:39:16 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Renee</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I can imagine the boulders being molten hot still as my tired, worn feet walk along them.  I stop to drink from my hydration pack to cool my now thickened and parched tongue.  Yet, at the same time, I feel victorious knowing that I have less than 5,000 feet to go before setting my eyes on Uhuru Peak.<p><a href="http://writingforfame.com/2009/12/03/the-siren-call-of-mount-kilimanjaro/">The Siren Call of Mount Kilimanjaro</a> is a post from: <a href="http://writingforfame.com">Writing For Fame</a></p>
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