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		<title>Lions and Tigers Really Don&#8217;t Get Along</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I graduated High School when I was 16 back in 1983 in thePhilippines. I wanted to go to college there (life was good!), but my father had other ideas, unceremoniously packing and sending me off to school here early May of that year. Bummer, really, with summer back there being April and May, and having [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Top 5 Deathbed Regrets</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The following&#8217;s worth a good, quick read. I figure it never hurts to keep these things in mind.
But mark my words &#8212; in a few years #1 will be: I wish I didn&#8217;t spend so much effing time on Facebook.
Read &#8220;Nurse reveals the top 5 regrets people make on their deathbed&#8221; »
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		<title>How to Turn a Kid Into a 4th Grade Social Pariah in Just 2 Sentences</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Third grade was an interesting one for me at Bene. It was the year I &#8220;skipped a grade&#8221; and was moved up to be with a 4th grade class. Six of us had that privilege &#8212; three boys and three girls &#8212; and I think all six ended up with more of an &#8220;education&#8221; than [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://braintropolis.com/how-to-turn-a-kid-into-a-4th-grade-social-pariah-in-just-2-sentences/</link>
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		<title>The Great 1973 Little Golden Books Caper</title>
		<description><![CDATA[My boy Daniel just turned 3 a couple of weeks ago. Birthday party, of course. I was pushing for Chuck E. Cheese, but his mom won out and we had his party at home. Of course, it started raining, so we had to move all activities indoors, including piñata whacking. Guess who had to hold [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Technology Skeptic? What the&#8230;?</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Good piece, a recent post on my Wordpreneur blog, How to Make the Most of Your Writing Session. Except for the part where the author mentions being a &#8220;technology skeptic,&#8221; because really, what the heck is that?
Of course I know what she&#8217;s referring to. I guess it&#8217;s just something of a pet peeve of mine [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://braintropolis.com/technology-skeptic-what-the/</link>
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		<title>Why Do We Always Automatically Assume the Worst of People?</title>
		<description><![CDATA[OK, maybe &#8220;always&#8221; is a stretch. Maybe the word at play should be &#8220;tendency.&#8221; Whatever. It&#8217;s just sad to think we get conditioned this way over time.
Absolutely meaningless case in point: Twitter users know that tools are available to make a Twitter account automatically respond with a DM (direct message) to all new follows. The [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://braintropolis.com/why-do-we-always-automatically-assume-the-worst-of-people/</link>
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		<title>The Unbearable Lightness of Shit Just Happening</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I have no idea what this story has to do with anything – no lessons or morals or point really – but, I figure, I’m getting older, so better than even chance that I’ll forget this eventually, or considering my sensory challenges, the odds of me actually getting hit by a bus while crossing the [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://braintropolis.com/the-unbearable-lightness-of-shit-just-happening/</link>
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		<title>Mr. One Percent or Why I Don&#8217;t Smile in Pictures</title>
		<description><![CDATA[For as far back as I can remember (and that goes back pretty far), I always seemed to find myself as part of that group of what I&#8217;ve started calling &#8220;One Percenters.&#8221;
In school, for example, every year they made us take those &#8220;standardized aptitude tests&#8221; I guess is what you call them, and every year [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://braintropolis.com/mr-one-percent-or-why-i-dont-smile-in-pictures/</link>
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		<title>Goodbye Braintropolis&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Goodbye Braintropolis &#8212; as you know it, anyway &#8212; and hello Eldon Sarte&#8217;s Braintropolis!
Huh?
My apologies. For the longest time, Braintropolis was a blog in search of a purpose. I thought I found it a number of months back when I decided to try making it an Utne Reader of sorts, regularly reprinting others&#8217; blog posts and [...]]]></description>
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		<title>When the Invaluable Benefits of a Good Education &#8211; BAM! &#8211; Clicked in My Head</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It was 1980 or 81. I was a sophomore in High School, which in the Philippines back then meant I was no more than 14-years-old (no Middle School). I attended a private Catholic school, immediately putting me among the relatively affluent minority segment of the populace — and that fact always became highly visible during [...]]]></description>
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