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	<title>Comments on: Neverland</title>
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		<title>By: chg</title>
		<link>http://quirkynomads.com/wp/2006/05/16/neverland/comment-page-1/#comment-1540</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 May 2006 22:14:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>When I was a kid, I wanted to be a dolphin. But the best for which most of us could hope was &quot;redneck.&quot;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When I was a kid, I wanted to be a dolphin. But the best for which most of us could hope was &#8220;redneck.&#8221;</p>
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		<title>By: Rebekkah</title>
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		<dc:creator>Rebekkah</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 16 May 2006 16:43:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh dear.

I wanted to be a marine biologist when I was a kid.  But, see, I wasn&#039;t an annoyingly fashionable teenie bopper with a cutesy name and a crush on Flipper.  I spent my summers volunteering at the aquarium.  (This included spending up to 10 hours a day of heavy labor and stinking of fish, when I was old enough to move on from being a docent to slinging fish into buckets for the marine mammal trainers.)  I also grew up watching the Voyage of the Mimi series on PBS, in which a crew of scientists and other assorted folks set sail to study humpback whales, and end up shipwrecked on a remote island.  I even had a humpback whale water bottle for my bike!  (And still remember their Latin scientific name, as well as that for beluga whales.)  

Alas, when it came time to apply to college, I realized that the life of a keeper/trainer at an aquarium wasn&#039;t for me, and that I probably wasn&#039;t cut out to sail the high seas, tracking marine mammals, either.  So I chose a college in a nice land locked state, and got on with my life.</description>
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<p>I wanted to be a marine biologist when I was a kid.  But, see, I wasn&#8217;t an annoyingly fashionable teenie bopper with a cutesy name and a crush on Flipper.  I spent my summers volunteering at the aquarium.  (This included spending up to 10 hours a day of heavy labor and stinking of fish, when I was old enough to move on from being a docent to slinging fish into buckets for the marine mammal trainers.)  I also grew up watching the Voyage of the Mimi series on PBS, in which a crew of scientists and other assorted folks set sail to study humpback whales, and end up shipwrecked on a remote island.  I even had a humpback whale water bottle for my bike!  (And still remember their Latin scientific name, as well as that for beluga whales.)  </p>
<p>Alas, when it came time to apply to college, I realized that the life of a keeper/trainer at an aquarium wasn&#8217;t for me, and that I probably wasn&#8217;t cut out to sail the high seas, tracking marine mammals, either.  So I chose a college in a nice land locked state, and got on with my life.</p>
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