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		<title>Portlanders on Portlandia</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The Rabbit talks shop about Portland chicken. ]]></description>
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		<title>The Potty-Mouth Pot</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I was raised proper, by which I mean a proper appreciation of language in all its splendor. Our family did not exclusively fawn over the most flashy words, nor the most humble. We took delight in using descriptors of all stripes, including those reserved for the bawdy house.]]></description>
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		<title>Making a Mockery of Mutual Interests</title>
		<description><![CDATA[You all forgot I could write the funny, didn't you? I did.]]></description>
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		<title>The Gossip Pages</title>
		<description><![CDATA[or: A Few Thing I Learned in New York About Writers For The Nervous Breakdown, with Greater or Lesser Emphasis on The Truth. 
The last time I was in New York I had morning sickness ...]]></description>
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		<title>The Scales Fell From My Eyes; They Were Made of Plastic</title>
		<description><![CDATA[These days, perhaps one of the most indelible images in my mind is of a dead sea bird, not covered in oil from the Deepwater Horizon disaster, but whose rotting carcass is filled with bottle ...]]></description>
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		<title>The Road to Hell is Paved with Petrochemicals</title>
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Mr. McGuire: Plastics.
&#8211;The Graduate, 1967



 

Before British Petroleum botched the most spectacular oil disaster in the history of our petro-based culture [addendum: the most spectacularly publicized oil disaster: turns  out NIGERIA  HAS IT ...]]></description>
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		<title>Finding Heaven in the El &#8216;Ortez</title>
		<description><![CDATA[In a different life my husband and I were in the dank center of a rock band who had hit it big.
Screwy and the Pin-ups* was at the height of its draw. And we, our ...]]></description>
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		<title>Dear Everyone I&#8217;ve Ever Known (and Some I Haven&#8217;t Met Yet),</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;m sorry for the mass mailing. I&#8217;m a terrible correspondent, as I&#8217;ve explained in greater or lesser tones of contrition for most of my life. My parents always tried to encourage me to write thank ...]]></description>
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		<title>A Boy and His Transmogrifier</title>
		<description><![CDATA[For Christmas, Santa brought our six-year-old boy the classic tales of another six-year-old boy (plus a tiger): &#8220;Calvin and Hobbes.&#8221; And oddly, he was not enchanted, like, immediately.
Calvin and his tiger Hobbes moved around the ...]]></description>
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		<title>Stanley and I</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Arguments around the dinner table are not this family&#8217;s modus operandi. We&#8217;re not even arguers; we&#8217;re more akin to intense debaters who pore over details and minutiae, then realize we&#8217;re preaching to the choir and ...]]></description>
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