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      <title>Yin &amp; Yang: Life as a Balancing Act</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;There has been a rash of theft in our marina lately. It started with a bunch of fishing gear getting stolen off of some power boats, but this Saturday I found my bike had been stolen. This kind of thing can really make you question the quality of the average person… until you come back from your errands to find  an annoymous gift in your cockpit.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We think one of our friends down the dock left the toy castle for the kids. They had a ball playing with it but agreed that it wouldn&amp;rsquo;t fit in our boat. The next morning Ruby and Olive raced down the dock to return it and were perfectly delighted to put it back aboard Gemini.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Yo Ho Yo Ho, Aboard is the Life For Me</title>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 18 Jun 2010 23:13:35 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;For the past 9 years I&amp;rsquo;ve had less than 30 minutes of commute a day, total. Today I commuted a total of 3 hours. The two bike segments home were directly into the wind, with killer traffic, in my lowest gear. I got home and met Vick and the kids in the parking lot and spent nearly an hour searching for food and clothing in the ManVan.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tonight, with winds howling at ~20 knots in the harbor, we finally relented to the worsening head smell in our cabin. It was obvious what needed to be done but with the cold and wind and dark, we were hoping it could wait until morning. Not so. After one aborted attempt for a pump out at the fuel dock (turns out that pump out must have gone away when they relocated the fuel dock) we headed back to our slip to do some reconnaissance on foot. Once I had confirmed that we could get over and back to the Emery Cove pump out we pushed off again and made our way over, did the deed, and got Convivia back into her slip.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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