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	<title>Comments on: You, The Movie Version</title>
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	<description>The Marketing Rebel RANT</description>
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		<title>By: Richard Samples</title>
		<link>http://www.john-carlton.com/2008/01/you-the-movie-version/comment-page-1/#comment-17317</link>
		<dc:creator>Richard Samples</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 07 Jun 2010 05:10:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This is freakin awesome.</description>
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		<title>By: Richard Samples</title>
		<link>http://www.john-carlton.com/2008/01/you-the-movie-version/comment-page-2/#comment-17311</link>
		<dc:creator>Richard Samples</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 05 Jun 2010 08:32:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>After facing the situation head on and realizing
I had no idea what I was going to do to earn my next dollar, I gave my last 20 as a tithe offering to my church.  After releasing the outcome, I had a realization which I quickly followed with a call and visit to my girlfriend&#039;s friend.  After talking for 20 minutes, the guy whose ass was so tight you couldn&#039;t drive a sewing needle up it with a nail gun pulls out his checkbook and writes me a check for $5,000 which I was able to triple and repay with $300 interest in 38 days by driving all over the country following and selling sunglasses to huge softball tournaments I would contact and sponsor.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>After facing the situation head on and realizing<br />
I had no idea what I was going to do to earn my next dollar, I gave my last 20 as a tithe offering to my church.  After releasing the outcome, I had a realization which I quickly followed with a call and visit to my girlfriend&#8217;s friend.  After talking for 20 minutes, the guy whose ass was so tight you couldn&#8217;t drive a sewing needle up it with a nail gun pulls out his checkbook and writes me a check for $5,000 which I was able to triple and repay with $300 interest in 38 days by driving all over the country following and selling sunglasses to huge softball tournaments I would contact and sponsor.</p>
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		<title>By: Carmena</title>
		<link>http://www.john-carlton.com/2008/01/you-the-movie-version/comment-page-1/#comment-16819</link>
		<dc:creator>Carmena</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Apr 2010 23:22:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I was young and idealistic and longed to leave Australasia where I had grown up where it was too white, too windy and too dry.  I met the man I was going to marry - he was sitting on the steps of an unmarked yoga studio in Byron Bay - dreadlocked with a dangerous twinkle.  He asked me to marry him 3 months later and I said yes, holding the greasy handset in my hand in the shared house in Fitzroy, Melbourne, with the broken front gate, stained with cat piss from duelling toms.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was young and idealistic and longed to leave Australasia where I had grown up where it was too white, too windy and too dry.  I met the man I was going to marry &#8211; he was sitting on the steps of an unmarked yoga studio in Byron Bay &#8211; dreadlocked with a dangerous twinkle.  He asked me to marry him 3 months later and I said yes, holding the greasy handset in my hand in the shared house in Fitzroy, Melbourne, with the broken front gate, stained with cat piss from duelling toms.</p>
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		<title>By: Mr .  X</title>
		<link>http://www.john-carlton.com/2008/01/you-the-movie-version/comment-page-1/#comment-14499</link>
		<dc:creator>Mr .  X</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Sep 2009 10:33:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I was a screwed up, drug-influenced kid with no chances of succeeding in life.   Had a near-death experience, pulled my hand out of my ass, and journeyed off to be a winner!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was a screwed up, drug-influenced kid with no chances of succeeding in life.   Had a near-death experience, pulled my hand out of my ass, and journeyed off to be a winner!</p>
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		<title>By: David A. Bailey, Jr</title>
		<link>http://www.john-carlton.com/2008/01/you-the-movie-version/comment-page-1/#comment-11987</link>
		<dc:creator>David A. Bailey, Jr</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 12 May 2009 14:58:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Title: Gringo sticks out like a sore thumb and everybody snickers as he walks through the door…but when he starts to talk everyone’s mouth drops open and a dead silence covers the room.

The Movie: 
Young boy walks up to me and calls me a ‘donkey’ to my face thinking that I have no clue as to what he is saying. I understood exactly what he said but decided to play dumb. Finally after thirty minutes of his nonsense…I looked him straight in the eye and I asked him what his name was in fluent Portuguese. Total shock and embarrassment fell across his humiliated face as his eyes danced around the room…looking for a way to escape.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Title: Gringo sticks out like a sore thumb and everybody snickers as he walks through the door…but when he starts to talk everyone’s mouth drops open and a dead silence covers the room.</p>
<p>The Movie:<br />
Young boy walks up to me and calls me a ‘donkey’ to my face thinking that I have no clue as to what he is saying. I understood exactly what he said but decided to play dumb. Finally after thirty minutes of his nonsense…I looked him straight in the eye and I asked him what his name was in fluent Portuguese. Total shock and embarrassment fell across his humiliated face as his eyes danced around the room…looking for a way to escape.</p>
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		<title>By: khailee</title>
		<link>http://www.john-carlton.com/2008/01/you-the-movie-version/comment-page-1/#comment-2786</link>
		<dc:creator>khailee</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Apr 2008 14:52:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Growing up with &quot;a lot of potential&quot; put a lot of pressure on me to be great.

It was a dangerous mix of stellar achievement (in and out of school) and lofty ideals which led me to turn down every dream job opportunity, and join a bunch of misfit entrepreneurs straight out of university.

After 2 years of running around in circles, I&#039;m straddling disillusionment, abandonment, and picking up pieces of myself, so I can keep my chin up above the water long enough to make the story of my life one worth re-telling...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Growing up with &#8220;a lot of potential&#8221; put a lot of pressure on me to be great.</p>
<p>It was a dangerous mix of stellar achievement (in and out of school) and lofty ideals which led me to turn down every dream job opportunity, and join a bunch of misfit entrepreneurs straight out of university.</p>
<p>After 2 years of running around in circles, I&#8217;m straddling disillusionment, abandonment, and picking up pieces of myself, so I can keep my chin up above the water long enough to make the story of my life one worth re-telling&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Blake</title>
		<link>http://www.john-carlton.com/2008/01/you-the-movie-version/comment-page-1/#comment-2785</link>
		<dc:creator>Blake</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 13 Mar 2008 23:00:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This one&#039;s a little (very!) late but why not?

One time I ate about fourty wings at a bar because I&#039;m a freakin&#039; addict. A month later I went vegitarian and kept it up for two years. Then my wife put leftover wings in the fridge and I had &quot;just one&quot; - now I know how smokers feel.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This one&#8217;s a little (very!) late but why not?</p>
<p>One time I ate about fourty wings at a bar because I&#8217;m a freakin&#8217; addict. A month later I went vegitarian and kept it up for two years. Then my wife put leftover wings in the fridge and I had &#8220;just one&#8221; &#8211; now I know how smokers feel.</p>
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		<title>By: WoodyF</title>
		<link>http://www.john-carlton.com/2008/01/you-the-movie-version/comment-page-1/#comment-2784</link>
		<dc:creator>WoodyF</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 26 Jan 2008 21:53:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Danny, Angel and Adriana stair-stepped from 6 yrs. down to 3 and Olga, my young wife, carried Willy the baby as we stood in line on the sidewalk in the warm morning sun waiting to see the local passport bureaucrats in Morelia, Mexico.

The nicely dressed, middle-aged Mexican woman ahead of us turned to engage Olga and asked “the question”, paraphrased as: Are you and this old gringo geezer married? and Are all these kids his?

Next followed the canned explanation, yes we were, the baby was ours and the others were hers from a prior – a revelation which elicited a response of “¡Que valiente! (How brave!) which I much more fully understand as Danny turns 16 and Angle 15 and Adriana 13.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Danny, Angel and Adriana stair-stepped from 6 yrs. down to 3 and Olga, my young wife, carried Willy the baby as we stood in line on the sidewalk in the warm morning sun waiting to see the local passport bureaucrats in Morelia, Mexico.</p>
<p>The nicely dressed, middle-aged Mexican woman ahead of us turned to engage Olga and asked “the question”, paraphrased as: Are you and this old gringo geezer married? and Are all these kids his?</p>
<p>Next followed the canned explanation, yes we were, the baby was ours and the others were hers from a prior – a revelation which elicited a response of “¡Que valiente! (How brave!) which I much more fully understand as Danny turns 16 and Angle 15 and Adriana 13.</p>
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		<title>By: Kris Obertas</title>
		<link>http://www.john-carlton.com/2008/01/you-the-movie-version/comment-page-1/#comment-2783</link>
		<dc:creator>Kris Obertas</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 26 Jan 2008 14:22:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Threw mine out just now, but here&#039;s my all time favorite story in two lines.

Three men went out. Only two came back.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Threw mine out just now, but here&#8217;s my all time favorite story in two lines.</p>
<p>Three men went out. Only two came back.</p>
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		<title>By: Kris Obertas</title>
		<link>http://www.john-carlton.com/2008/01/you-the-movie-version/comment-page-1/#comment-2782</link>
		<dc:creator>Kris Obertas</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 26 Jan 2008 14:16:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>The bills are piling up. I woke up at 3:57 a.m. and couldn&#039;t fall back asleep. I turned on the computer and started writing.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The bills are piling up. I woke up at 3:57 a.m. and couldn&#8217;t fall back asleep. I turned on the computer and started writing.</p>
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