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	<title>Comments on: Hot Bus Girl</title>
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		<title>By: loriann</title>
		<link>http://dadshouseblog.com/2008/12/19/hot-bus-girl/comment-page-1/#comment-8051</link>
		<dc:creator>loriann</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 21 Dec 2008 22:07:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hello David,
Here we are with the hamburger/steak debate.  The other night I was out, taking my own mom to a birthday dinner.  I had a filet that melted in my mouth.  Scrumptious!  As the year comes to a close I’m looking ahead to the New Year.  I’m working on putting my intentions in order and being mindful to let go of relationships that are no longer healthy.
Hamburger, steak or Prime Rib ~ it’s all good when seasoned with the right stuff.  My best to you, David, during this holiday season and in the New Year!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hello David,<br />
Here we are with the hamburger/steak debate.  The other night I was out, taking my own mom to a birthday dinner.  I had a filet that melted in my mouth.  Scrumptious!  As the year comes to a close I’m looking ahead to the New Year.  I’m working on putting my intentions in order and being mindful to let go of relationships that are no longer healthy.<br />
Hamburger, steak or Prime Rib ~ it’s all good when seasoned with the right stuff.  My best to you, David, during this holiday season and in the New Year!</p>
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		<title>By: dadshouse</title>
		<link>http://dadshouseblog.com/2008/12/19/hot-bus-girl/comment-page-1/#comment-8050</link>
		<dc:creator>dadshouse</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 21 Dec 2008 19:00:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Becky - first of all, how do you know this woman didn&#039;t meet the same life stage qualification? For all we know, she was a single mom, looking for stability. But even if that wasn&#039;t the case, or I didn&#039;t suspect it, I am human. I need contact with poeple. I need intimacy with women. If I sit back and pre-qualify every woman I come across as fitting my pre-conceived notion of an ideal partner - I might as well sit home alone and browse match.com all day. Been there, done that. Didn&#039;t work for me. These days I&#039;d rather see who I meet in real life.

And why do you all think this woman wasn&#039;t steak? Because she had earrings? A shiny headband? Worked in a service industry job? You can&#039;t judge a book by its cover.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Becky &#8211; first of all, how do you know this woman didn&#8217;t meet the same life stage qualification? For all we know, she was a single mom, looking for stability. But even if that wasn&#8217;t the case, or I didn&#8217;t suspect it, I am human. I need contact with poeple. I need intimacy with women. If I sit back and pre-qualify every woman I come across as fitting my pre-conceived notion of an ideal partner &#8211; I might as well sit home alone and browse match.com all day. Been there, done that. Didn&#8217;t work for me. These days I&#8217;d rather see who I meet in real life.</p>
<p>And why do you all think this woman wasn&#8217;t steak? Because she had earrings? A shiny headband? Worked in a service industry job? You can&#8217;t judge a book by its cover.</p>
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		<title>By: Cathouse Teri</title>
		<link>http://dadshouseblog.com/2008/12/19/hot-bus-girl/comment-page-1/#comment-8049</link>
		<dc:creator>Cathouse Teri</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 21 Dec 2008 17:29:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hence, the steak vs hamburger discussion.  ;)

&lt;abbr&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;abbr&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cathouse Teri&#180;s last blog post..&lt;a href=&quot;http://cathouseteri.blogspot.com/2008/12/jake.html&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;JAKE!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hence, the steak vs hamburger discussion.  ;)</p>
<p><abbr><em><abbr><em>Cathouse Teri&#180;s last blog post..<a href="http://cathouseteri.blogspot.com/2008/12/jake.html" rel="nofollow">JAKE!</a></em></abbr></em></abbr></p>
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		<title>By: Becky</title>
		<link>http://dadshouseblog.com/2008/12/19/hot-bus-girl/comment-page-1/#comment-8047</link>
		<dc:creator>Becky</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 21 Dec 2008 14:21:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Why would a man who professes to be searching for someone in his “same life stage&quot; spend any amount of time or effort on a woman who obviously did not meet that qualification?  Call me curious...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Why would a man who professes to be searching for someone in his “same life stage&#8221; spend any amount of time or effort on a woman who obviously did not meet that qualification?  Call me curious&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: krn</title>
		<link>http://dadshouseblog.com/2008/12/19/hot-bus-girl/comment-page-1/#comment-8046</link>
		<dc:creator>krn</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 20 Dec 2008 21:58:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>While we do create our own realities, there is a rare kind of eye contact that is always significant, memorable and takes two willing people.  If this is what happened, then she meant for it to in that moment.  Even without any follow up, it is worth taking in for what is was and enjoying it.  Analyze it as much as it has value to you.  Maybe explore what you&#039;d like for it to mean next time it happens with someone you do know and know what you will do when that time comes.

I had this kind of eye contact with someone for close to a year once, several days a week at the same place where we both went to study.  Even if one of us had a classmate or friend with us, it still happened. On Valentine&#039;s Day he approached me and handed me a note.  We met, had nothing in common but a soul connection that neither of us could explain.  Nothing happened between us except great conversation and one of the best hugs of my life, but I&#039;ll never forget him and am so grateful to have spent time gazing into his eyes instead of reading a textbook.  His lesson for me was one the one that really mattered later on.  The take away for me was that when two people&#039;s feelings simultaneously and often rest on a similar energy level it makes for easier access to deep feelings and understanding between them, regardless of what is happening or not on other levels between the two.  

We can choose to keep it light even when the connection happens, but a unique opportunity exists nonetheless.  When we are vulnerable, sometimes we simply cannot remain open.  The opportunity slips past, but neither person can honestly deny that it happened because full presence is necessary for it&#039;s existence.  You are the only one that can decide what the right or proper thing to do is in that moment.

Sheesh!  Where did this come from?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>While we do create our own realities, there is a rare kind of eye contact that is always significant, memorable and takes two willing people.  If this is what happened, then she meant for it to in that moment.  Even without any follow up, it is worth taking in for what is was and enjoying it.  Analyze it as much as it has value to you.  Maybe explore what you&#8217;d like for it to mean next time it happens with someone you do know and know what you will do when that time comes.</p>
<p>I had this kind of eye contact with someone for close to a year once, several days a week at the same place where we both went to study.  Even if one of us had a classmate or friend with us, it still happened. On Valentine&#8217;s Day he approached me and handed me a note.  We met, had nothing in common but a soul connection that neither of us could explain.  Nothing happened between us except great conversation and one of the best hugs of my life, but I&#8217;ll never forget him and am so grateful to have spent time gazing into his eyes instead of reading a textbook.  His lesson for me was one the one that really mattered later on.  The take away for me was that when two people&#8217;s feelings simultaneously and often rest on a similar energy level it makes for easier access to deep feelings and understanding between them, regardless of what is happening or not on other levels between the two.  </p>
<p>We can choose to keep it light even when the connection happens, but a unique opportunity exists nonetheless.  When we are vulnerable, sometimes we simply cannot remain open.  The opportunity slips past, but neither person can honestly deny that it happened because full presence is necessary for it&#8217;s existence.  You are the only one that can decide what the right or proper thing to do is in that moment.</p>
<p>Sheesh!  Where did this come from?</p>
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		<title>By: dadshouse</title>
		<link>http://dadshouseblog.com/2008/12/19/hot-bus-girl/comment-page-1/#comment-8045</link>
		<dc:creator>dadshouse</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 20 Dec 2008 19:53:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I don&#039;t mind a tough crowd. It makes the blog commenting more interesting. I figure no one but me was there, and I can&#039;t possibly report every pertinent detail, so who&#039;s to say the &quot;right&quot; or &quot;proper&quot; thing to do? At the end of the day, we each create our own realities, and have our own perspectives. But trying to understand others allows us to take a deeper look at ourselves.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I don&#8217;t mind a tough crowd. It makes the blog commenting more interesting. I figure no one but me was there, and I can&#8217;t possibly report every pertinent detail, so who&#8217;s to say the &#8220;right&#8221; or &#8220;proper&#8221; thing to do? At the end of the day, we each create our own realities, and have our own perspectives. But trying to understand others allows us to take a deeper look at ourselves.</p>
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		<title>By: Leah</title>
		<link>http://dadshouseblog.com/2008/12/19/hot-bus-girl/comment-page-1/#comment-8044</link>
		<dc:creator>Leah</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 20 Dec 2008 17:36:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Dang you people are a tough crowd! :)

This is my thought - effort is important, whether you desire hamburger or steak.  Yet when the grill is just the right temperature, the meat will cook to perfection.

Just a random thought.

&lt;abbr&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;abbr&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leah&#180;s last blog post..&lt;a href=&quot;http://mamadharma.net/2008/12/making-friends-with-what-is/&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Making friends with what is.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dang you people are a tough crowd! :)</p>
<p>This is my thought &#8211; effort is important, whether you desire hamburger or steak.  Yet when the grill is just the right temperature, the meat will cook to perfection.</p>
<p>Just a random thought.</p>
<p><abbr><em><abbr><em>Leah&#180;s last blog post..<a href="http://mamadharma.net/2008/12/making-friends-with-what-is/" rel="nofollow">Making friends with what is.</a></em></abbr></em></abbr></p>
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