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	<description>Searching out the sublime, the silly and the surreal in Oregon&#039;s capital city.</description>
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		<title>By: Emily Grosvenor</title>
		<link>http://desperatelyseekingsalem.com/2009/09/29/walking-into-spiderwebs/#comment-1020</link>
		<dc:creator>Emily Grosvenor</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 30 Sep 2009 17:52:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>When my sister was living in Philadelphia she shared her space with three-inch cockroaches. Generally, she would flip on a light, they would scurry away, and she&#039;d do a little angry dance. Until one flew onto her chest while she was showering one day...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When my sister was living in Philadelphia she shared her space with three-inch cockroaches. Generally, she would flip on a light, they would scurry away, and she&#8217;d do a little angry dance. Until one flew onto her chest while she was showering one day&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Kelly</title>
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		<dc:creator>Kelly</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 30 Sep 2009 17:45:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&quot;And somewhere, maybe somewhere on your person — in your hair or on your neck — is a giant, hairy, leggy, industrious lady. You’ve stepped right into her drama ...&quot;

This made me laugh so hard. Oregon is indeed the land of spiders, which I guess is superior to the land of flying roaches, but inferior to the land of baby bunnies.

And, I&#039;m not trying to start trouble, but if I were you, I&#039;d send your husband on spider patrol (aka, walking in front of you with a stick). You can justify this by citing your delicate condition.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;And somewhere, maybe somewhere on your person — in your hair or on your neck — is a giant, hairy, leggy, industrious lady. You’ve stepped right into her drama &#8230;&#8221;</p>
<p>This made me laugh so hard. Oregon is indeed the land of spiders, which I guess is superior to the land of flying roaches, but inferior to the land of baby bunnies.</p>
<p>And, I&#8217;m not trying to start trouble, but if I were you, I&#8217;d send your husband on spider patrol (aka, walking in front of you with a stick). You can justify this by citing your delicate condition.</p>
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		<title>By: Emily Grosvenor</title>
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		<dc:creator>Emily Grosvenor</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 30 Sep 2009 16:20:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Poor Charlottes... all that futility! I guess you&#039;re too big to catch ;)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Poor Charlottes&#8230; all that futility! I guess you&#8217;re too big to catch <img src='http://desperatelyseekingsalem.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: Emily Grosvenor</title>
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		<dc:creator>Emily Grosvenor</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 30 Sep 2009 16:19:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Actually, we had a few nights where we turned the heat on, I broke out the flannel shirts, and the apples are ripe for the picking. That, by my definition, is autumn.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Actually, we had a few nights where we turned the heat on, I broke out the flannel shirts, and the apples are ripe for the picking. That, by my definition, is autumn.</p>
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		<title>By: Amecameca</title>
		<link>http://desperatelyseekingsalem.com/2009/09/29/walking-into-spiderwebs/#comment-1016</link>
		<dc:creator>Amecameca</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 30 Sep 2009 01:58:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&quot;September has left me shell shocked. Instead of peeling apples and lighting a fire and letting the cooling air send me into my melancholy fall reverie, my favorite month of the year has passed without even a semblance of my regular fall activities.&quot;

OK Emily. Here&#039;s the deal. Oregon 101. Spring in Oregon runs through the end of June. So don&#039;t get bummed when it is cold and rainy until July 4th. Summer runs from July 1 through September. It&#039;s normally sunny and warm and dry (really dry). September can be the most glorious summer month, sunny and warm, but not too warm (especially at night). I actually think September tends to have the best weather of any month in Oregon. Fall begins in October and lasts through most of December, normally. People that move here from other places need to get it out of their head that summer is June to August. Here summer is July to September.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;September has left me shell shocked. Instead of peeling apples and lighting a fire and letting the cooling air send me into my melancholy fall reverie, my favorite month of the year has passed without even a semblance of my regular fall activities.&#8221;</p>
<p>OK Emily. Here&#8217;s the deal. Oregon 101. Spring in Oregon runs through the end of June. So don&#8217;t get bummed when it is cold and rainy until July 4th. Summer runs from July 1 through September. It&#8217;s normally sunny and warm and dry (really dry). September can be the most glorious summer month, sunny and warm, but not too warm (especially at night). I actually think September tends to have the best weather of any month in Oregon. Fall begins in October and lasts through most of December, normally. People that move here from other places need to get it out of their head that summer is June to August. Here summer is July to September.</p>
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		<title>By: Amy</title>
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		<dc:creator>Amy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 30 Sep 2009 01:56:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Scot cleared away the front door today. Aw! He got rid of all my authentic Halloween decorations, of which there were many.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Scot cleared away the front door today. Aw! He got rid of all my authentic Halloween decorations, of which there were many.</p>
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		<title>By: Steph</title>
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		<dc:creator>Steph</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Sep 2009 23:06:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Every morning when I make my way out to the garden, I flail my arms like crazy in front of me, to knock down the webs that have appeared between the trees, shrubs, gates, cars, plants, everywhere. My neighbors probably think I&#039;m crazy, but it&#039;s better than meeting Charlotte face to face!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Every morning when I make my way out to the garden, I flail my arms like crazy in front of me, to knock down the webs that have appeared between the trees, shrubs, gates, cars, plants, everywhere. My neighbors probably think I&#8217;m crazy, but it&#8217;s better than meeting Charlotte face to face!</p>
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		<title>By: DancingMooney ♥</title>
		<link>http://desperatelyseekingsalem.com/2009/09/29/walking-into-spiderwebs/#comment-1013</link>
		<dc:creator>DancingMooney ♥</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Sep 2009 22:48:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>There are a couple of spiders living outside my kitchen window, and I just can&#039;t seem to bring it to myself to knock down their webs... I guess you could say they haven&#039;t gotten in my way, so I&#039;m staying out of theirs.

though, there are from time to time, webs that stretch from my car to the boat that&#039;s parked next to it, and it&#039;s not a friendly feat when I open the door to drive away, wearing something stringy and that oh-so creepy feeling of wondering where that little lady is now climbing... aaaahk!
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>There are a couple of spiders living outside my kitchen window, and I just can&#8217;t seem to bring it to myself to knock down their webs&#8230; I guess you could say they haven&#8217;t gotten in my way, so I&#8217;m staying out of theirs.</p>
<p>though, there are from time to time, webs that stretch from my car to the boat that&#8217;s parked next to it, and it&#8217;s not a friendly feat when I open the door to drive away, wearing something stringy and that oh-so creepy feeling of wondering where that little lady is now climbing&#8230; aaaahk!<br />
:p</p>
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