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  <title>Comments on 'Land of Confusion: More Than Words'</title>
  <subtitle>Eve left Isaac to heft the milkcrate through the door himself. He _had_ brought it over, afterall. Shuffling to the kitchen, it was well past time for a serious drink. A dose of Mountain Dew and Dr. Pepper mix would help her this morning. 

Isaac, having deposited the crate, watched her. &amp;quot;Rough morning?&amp;quot; He grinned. &amp;quot;I have never understood why you don't just drink coffee.&amp;quot; Eve sighed as she made sure the the glass was full of bitesized ice before she began pouring.

&amp;quot;Want one?&amp;quot; She asked out of politeness. He shrugged, &amp;quot;Nah, I had _coffee_ before I left the house. Anyway, brought you a few files. I think you should check them out.&amp;quot; Eve handed him the ashtray he was looking for, one of those that pull the smoke into them.

&amp;quot;Thanks,&amp;quot; he said sheepishly and pulled out his pack. &amp;quot;What's in them?&amp;quot; She asked curiously, already chewing on the ice, which her dentist warned her about everytime she visited.

&amp;quot;Just look. I think there's code in the lyrics.&amp;quot; The look on Eve's face said more than words ever could.</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-05-29T17:08:10Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Land of Confusion: More Than Words</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I like that last bit about there being code in the lyrics. Intriguing.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-05-29T17:08:10Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>thebetweenspace</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Land of Confusion: More Than Words</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I used to like Eve, and then she had to ruin it by drinking Mountain Dew. =P&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen &amp;#8220;Harold &amp;#38; Kumar Go To White Castle?&amp;#8221; Well, there&amp;#8217;s a group of guys in that movie who are basically H&amp;#38;K&amp;#8217;s nemeses. These guys are very, um, &lt;em&gt;extreme&lt;/em&gt;. Any time I think of someone &amp;#8220;doing the Dew,&amp;#8221; I automatically picture those douches. I also think of the Simpsons episode where Homer is offered the choice between &lt;em&gt;The Dew&lt;/em&gt; and crab juice. He responds, &amp;#8220;ewww, I&amp;#8217;ll take the crab juice.&amp;#8221; Very wise Homer. Very wise.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-05-18T18:22:54Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>John Perkins</name>
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