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  <title>randelaw's Stories</title>
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  <updated>2008-06-26T05:10:38Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Against All Odds</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Here I am again. October 2003. Scanning the sky. Hoping. Praying. Gambling. Wondering if the odds are with us, or against us. This is the best shot of an asteroid collision with the Earth &amp;#8211; 2003  SQ222  travelling through the vacuum of space, tumbling in a near-Earth course. I was never the best at picking a winner. I backed Anderson, Dukakis, Gore (well I got close with him). But this was a sure thing! So I took my limited savings and booked a flight to Vegas. No remote action for me &amp;#8211; I wanted to see the odds change by the minute. Big event, big results. But the funny thing was, no one was really paying attention to this potential celestial apocolypse. They were more interested in the man-made disaster in the Middle East. The war to &amp;#8220;defend daddy&amp;#8217;s reputation&amp;#8221; was in its 7th month, and was not looking up. Who in their right mind would follow this guy into war? Oh right, the 48% of the country who thought he was the &amp;#8220;right man&amp;#8221; for the job. Glad to know we have another shot at that &amp;#8211; unless we encounter  SQ222 &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2007-03-07T23:08:09Z</published>
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    <title type="text">Getting the bugs out</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I arrived, eager to begin, but to my surprise, I was greeted with a friendly, but unexpected error message. &amp;#8220;Still working the bugs out,&amp;#8221; I thought, but continued. Little did I know that while bugs were keeping me from fully enjoying this site, there were other bugs that would soon keep me from enjoying one of my favorite pasttimes.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2007-03-07T22:46:52Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-20T23:37:33Z</updated>
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