<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:25:34.783-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Martha Knows Everything...and You Should, Too</title><subtitle type='html'>I was born in NYC, grew up in Pittsburgh, escaped to Brooklyn, and now live in Hoboken, NJ, with my red-headed husband and my pitbull/beagle.  Watch this space My Fat Cat and My Fat Dog, diet and exercise books for pudgy pets. I teach and I write: interactive design, screenwriting (there's a character named after me in a Mel Gibson movie), and fiction (my work's appeared in Best American Erotica three times).   mgarveynyc at yahoo dotcom</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>298</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-1557248282396827603</id><published>2007-05-20T23:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T23:59:29.904-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm not really here.I'm mostly here.  Or here. Or here.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/1557248282396827603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=1557248282396827603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/1557248282396827603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/1557248282396827603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-not-really-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-113041327964258239</id><published>2005-10-27T07:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T07:41:55.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BOOK SIGNING: MY FAT CAT and MY FAT DOG hit HOBOKEN!If any readers of this blog are in the New York/Northern NJ area, I'd like to invite them to a book signing this Tuesday at Hand-Mad, a funky gift shop in Hoboken, NJ.  You are VERY MUCH invited to bring your pet. Here are the details:Book SigningHand-Mad Store86 Park Ave (corner of Newark)November 1, Tuesday (the day after Halloween)6-8 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/113041327964258239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=113041327964258239&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/113041327964258239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/113041327964258239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/10/book-signing-my-fat-cat-and-my-fat-dog.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-112900360020721754</id><published>2005-10-11T00:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T00:06:40.206-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If only because my 43 things are on it, and because I have such a history with it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/112900360020721754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=112900360020721754&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112900360020721754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112900360020721754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/10/if-only-because-my-43-things-are-on-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-112652957191169117</id><published>2005-09-12T08:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T08:52:51.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'>19. Anderson Cooper</title><summary type='text'>Who is doing an amazing job on CNN. Bearing witness. Asking hard questions.  Not quitting. Thanks, Anderson. See more progress on: identify 100 things that make me happy (besides money)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/112652957191169117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=112652957191169117&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112652957191169117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112652957191169117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/09/19-anderson-cooper.html' title='19. Anderson Cooper'/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-112562219488451947</id><published>2005-09-01T20:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T20:53:18.926-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Steve Serpas and Chip O'NeilIf either of you happens to Google upon this blog, please let me know that your families are okay.  Love, Martha</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/112562219488451947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=112562219488451947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112562219488451947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112562219488451947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/09/steve-serpas-and-chip-oneil-if-either.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-112421167937732155</id><published>2005-08-16T13:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T13:01:23.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>signed my first books in Chatham NY!</title><summary type='text'>Found the first copies in a real bookstore yesterday—a charming independent bookstore in the Berkshires.  I shrieked, and then signed them.  Best of all, my mom was there!See more progress on: publicize my dog weight loss book ‘My Fat Dog’ so that more pets will live longer happier lives..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/112421167937732155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=112421167937732155&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112421167937732155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112421167937732155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/08/signed-my-first-books-in-chatham-ny.html' title='signed my first books in Chatham NY!'/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-112309294204012309</id><published>2005-08-03T14:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T14:20:32.433-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You knew it was only a matter of time, right?I'm moving my blogtohere:http://myfatcat.typepad.com/kindly_eccentric_middleag/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/112309294204012309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=112309294204012309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112309294204012309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112309294204012309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/08/you-knew-it-was-only-matter-of-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-112300997900030760</id><published>2005-08-02T15:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T15:15:21.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WHEN PIGS FLY...AND DOGS BEAT PEOPLE IN THE ALCATRAZ SWIM!Dog beats most in swim from Alcatraz - Boston.com - Odds &amp; ends - News.  Superfantastic, no?</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.boston.com/news/odd/articles/2005/08/01/dog_beats_most_in_swim_from_alcatraz/' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/112300997900030760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=112300997900030760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112300997900030760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112300997900030760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/08/when-pigs-fly.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-112188524399046912</id><published>2005-07-20T14:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T14:47:24.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UNFAIR TO DOGS AND TO TUTUSIllustrator Patricia Storms draws what happens when you make a bulldog a fashion victim.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://storms.typepad.com/booklust/2005/07/seen_in_the_vil.html' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/112188524399046912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=112188524399046912&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112188524399046912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112188524399046912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/07/unfair-to-dogs-and-to-tutus.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-112164039787035230</id><published>2005-07-17T18:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T18:47:35.926-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SUPERCAT!CSG Species Accounts: Fishing cat (Prionailurus viverrinus) He fishes!</summary><link rel='related' href='http://lynx.uio.no/catfolk/viver01.htm' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/112164039787035230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=112164039787035230&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112164039787035230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112164039787035230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/07/supercat-csg-species-accounts-fishing.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-112139395216487547</id><published>2005-07-14T22:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T22:24:19.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PLANET CANCERThere are lots of things I don't talk about a lot on this blog. But it's occurred to me, since it's affected so many of those I love, that I might talk a little about cancer, especially since I've decided to put the graphic novel about my dad's brain cancer on...hm, let's call it the middle burner.  On the front burner is the cat and dog book stuff.So far, cancer has skipped over me.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://maureenmcq.blogspot.com/' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/112139395216487547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=112139395216487547&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112139395216487547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112139395216487547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/07/planet-cancer-there-are-lots-of-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-112126304156544419</id><published>2005-07-13T09:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T22:19:55.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ROB BREZSNY IS MY NEW IMAGINARY BOYFRIENDFree Will Astrology : Gemini HoroscopePablo Picasso is the patron saint of getting paid for doing what you love to do. Over 200 of his paintings sold for more than a million dollars apiece, and he didn't have to wait until he was dead to get a lot of that money. He's your role model in the coming weeks, Gemini. It will be an excellent time for you not only</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.freewillastrology.com/horoscopes/gemini.html' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/112126304156544419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=112126304156544419&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112126304156544419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112126304156544419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/07/rob-brezsny-is-my-new-imaginary.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-112116701709602061</id><published>2005-07-12T07:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T07:16:57.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'>11. having dreams about Jon Stewart</title><summary type='text'>two nights ago:  I dreamt that my husband and I were renewing our wedding vows with Jon Stewart and his wife, and a third couple (who I didn’t know).  We were doing it in the tiny office of our town’s courthouse.  It felt like an episode from “The Dick Van Dyke Show.” Silly and joyous. And at one point, Jon Stewart was hopping around in a pair of boxer shorts that were yellow with blue polka dots</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/112116701709602061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=112116701709602061&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112116701709602061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112116701709602061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/07/11-having-dreams-about-jon-stewart.html' title='11. having dreams about Jon Stewart'/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-112096495581917787</id><published>2005-07-09T23:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T23:13:49.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HEATHER HAVRILESKY IS MY NEW IMAGINARY GIRLFRIEND: DANCING WITH THE STARS DIVISIONBecause she speaks the damn Dancing with the Stars truth in Salon:: "John O'Hurley (J. Peterman from 'Seinfeld') can dance. He can't shake his ass, and his gut doesn't cry out for tequila, but he can dance. Fit little bunny rabbits may be taking over the universe (and more power to them), but this is a show called '</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.salon.com/ent/tv/review/2005/07/10/i_like/index2.html' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/112096495581917787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=112096495581917787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112096495581917787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112096495581917787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/07/heather-havrilesky-is-my-new-imaginary.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-112096417489528729</id><published>2005-07-09T22:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T22:56:14.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>10. my Bodum espresso cup...</title><summary type='text'>with espresso from the corner bodega in it….See more progress on: identify 100 things that make me happy (besides money)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/112096417489528729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=112096417489528729&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112096417489528729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112096417489528729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/07/10-my-bodum-espresso-cup.html' title='10. my Bodum espresso cup...'/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-112067151382939833</id><published>2005-07-06T13:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T13:39:46.453-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I JUST FOUND THIS ACHINGLY LOVELY....Postmodern Courtesan: The Devolution of Love.  A young woman talks about meeting an ex-lover whose fire has gone out.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.postmoderncourtesan.com/archives/000605.php' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/112067151382939833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=112067151382939833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112067151382939833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112067151382939833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-just-found-this-achingly-lovely.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-112062192971914333</id><published>2005-07-05T23:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T23:52:09.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LIZ SMITH WANTS THE OLD MADONNA BACKAnd so do I.: "The sexy champagne fizz has flattened. The outlaw has been corralled. Willingly, she insists."</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.iwon.com/home/entertainment/celeb/liz_smith/0,13969,06_28_2005_1_14,00.html' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/112062192971914333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=112062192971914333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112062192971914333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112062192971914333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/07/liz-smith-wants-old-madonna-back-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-112052770122478471</id><published>2005-07-04T21:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T21:42:13.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE POSTMAN ALWAYS TELLS SECRETS ONCE...Postcard art about...Philip Seymour Hoffman.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/296/2612/1024/3rd.jpg' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/112052770122478471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=112052770122478471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112052770122478471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112052770122478471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/07/postman-always-tells-secrets-once.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-112052148495871766</id><published>2005-07-04T19:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T19:58:59.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>EVEN I DON'T LOVE DOGS THIS MUCHBut someone does. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/112052148495871766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=112052148495871766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112052148495871766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112052148495871766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/07/even-i-dont-love-dogs-this-much-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-112040521520716200</id><published>2005-07-03T11:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T11:41:13.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE CAFFEINE SHALL SET YOU FREEThis former Hobokenite and Brooklynite (sob!) believes that her coffee is trying to tell her something.  I, too, believe.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://lambgarden.blogspot.com/' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/112040521520716200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=112040521520716200&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112040521520716200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112040521520716200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/07/caffeine-shall-set-you-free-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-112033428954685310</id><published>2005-07-02T15:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T15:59:46.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is just one of my favorite not-yet-famous writers on the Web, and she's just redesigned her Web site.  Body of Evidence: sex, dogs, true love, cancer, singing, gardening...and a fantastic voice.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.cyor.net/bodyofevidence/' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/112033428954685310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=112033428954685310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112033428954685310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112033428954685310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/07/this-is-just-one-of-my-favorite-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-112014958812051024</id><published>2005-06-30T12:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T12:45:01.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HOME SWEET MANOLO...Manolo salutes a shoe-oriented cupcake built in my old neighbor...saluted by a cupcake blog where I have appeared.  It's really Manolo's world. We're just living in it.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.shoeblogs.com/wordpress/2005/06/30/the-shoe-lovers-cupcake/' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/112014958812051024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=112014958812051024&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112014958812051024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/112014958812051024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/06/home-sweet-manolo.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111927014509225229</id><published>2005-06-20T08:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T08:23:47.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MANOLO'S MORNING CAFE....Is the sight of the swollen-nosed, but still ugly/beautiful Gerard Depardieu.  May god forgive me, my sexy no longer young vintner and still-great artiste, but it is possible to be alluring and sober at the same time...and I am sure in France they still let you smoke at AA meetings.   see:  Manolo's Shoe Blog: Shoes, Fashion, Celebrity, and Manolo!</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.shoeblogs.com/wordpress/2005/06/20/wino/' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111927014509225229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111927014509225229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111927014509225229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111927014509225229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/06/manolos-morning-cafe.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111912632052712775</id><published>2005-06-18T16:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T08:27:24.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...because neatness is not enough...</title><summary type='text'>I had a decluttering coach who said that you never kept things neat unless you had answered the question for yourself:  “What am I making room for?”  It wasn’t enough, she said, to just “be neat.”  You had to be making space for a dream, a vision. And while the cynical side of me wants to scoff, the dreamy side of me…has begun to pull it together.   I didn’t start to lose weight until I replaced </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111912632052712775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111912632052712775&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111912632052712775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111912632052712775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/06/because-neatness-is-not-enough.html' title='...because neatness is not enough...'/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111910249838869004</id><published>2005-06-18T09:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T09:49:56.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YET ANOTHER REASON TO LOVE THE MANOLOThe Manolo weighs in on flats.And the Martha remembers, with fondness, the Geoffrey Beene tuxedo flats she had resoled four times in the Reagan years because they gave her such pleasure</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.shoeblogs.com/wordpress/category/shoes/flats/' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111910249838869004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111910249838869004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111910249838869004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111910249838869004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/06/yet-another-reason-to-love-manolo.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111909809374430877</id><published>2005-06-18T08:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T08:41:49.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY, AMY BLOOMRead her.  Start with "Love is Not a Pie," which still takes the top of my head off when I read it.  And in a six degrees of John O'Hurley separation kind of way, I learned from her Web site that...she wrote for the J. Peterman catalog.  It's all one, baby. Amy Bloom.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.amybloom.com/photo.htm' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111909809374430877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111909809374430877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111909809374430877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111909809374430877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/06/happy-birthday-amy-bloom-read-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111903380667285858</id><published>2005-06-17T14:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T14:46:41.973-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>JOHN O'HURLEY IS MY NEWEST IMAGINARY BOYFRIENDAnd this is why. Slate's Dana Stevens reviews that ABC undesperate unhousewife summer hit, "Dancing With The Stars"--teaming B-list celebs (like the silver-haired, black-browed O'Hurley ) with A+ professional ballroom dancers to learn a tough dance to win a...trophy?My own personal pick to win DWTS's no-doubt dinky trophy in this first six-episode run</summary><link rel='related' href='http://slate.msn.com/id/2120574/' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111903380667285858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111903380667285858&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111903380667285858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111903380667285858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/06/john-ohurley-is-my-newest-imaginary.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111903070715215887</id><published>2005-06-17T13:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T13:52:37.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I TRY TO STAY OUT OF MEDIA KERFLUFFLES...Who am I kidding!  I love media kerfluffles! Not quite sure what's going on here...Did Dakota just win a thumb wrestle with Tom Cruise? </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.shoeblogs.com/wordpress/2005/06/14/to-the-left-number-one/' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111903070715215887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111903070715215887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111903070715215887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111903070715215887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-try-to-stay-out-of-media-kerfluffles.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111896097520676643</id><published>2005-06-16T18:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T18:30:39.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YET ANOTHER SIGN THAT THE BROOKLYN HIPSTER THING HAS GONE A LITTLE TOO FAR AND THE END TIMES ARE UPON US.Yesterday, while I was dropping off my books at the fantastic Hoboken Library, I noticed a guy signing up for his library card.  He wore a t-shirt that read "Park Slope"--my old neighborhood.  I greeted him like the old neighbor I thought he was.  Nope, he said. He just liked the way the shirt</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111896097520676643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111896097520676643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111896097520676643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111896097520676643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/06/yet-another-sign-that-brooklyn-hipster.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111893197701714452</id><published>2005-06-16T10:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T10:28:52.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SIMON DOONAN:  MY IMAGINARY BOYFRIEND, NOW MORE THAN EVERWindow dresser, bon vivant, and just goddamned smart Simon Doonan says:I think all writers should get jobs in retail. They should do their writing, and then maybe on the weekend, go work on the pantyhose counter at Bloomingdale's or maybe the MAC counter, 'cause it would make them less pompous, and they would interact with people. I think </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.villagevoice.com/nyclife/0524,zappia2,64902,15.html' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111893197701714452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111893197701714452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111893197701714452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111893197701714452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/06/simon-doonan-my-imaginary-boyfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111868456127095596</id><published>2005-06-13T13:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T13:44:29.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Because You Can Never Have Too Much Chocolate, Coffee, Or Pictures of Cute Dogs.Now, this is what I call content amalgamation: The Doggy Woggy Photo blog.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://dogs.eosin.org/' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111868456127095596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111868456127095596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111868456127095596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111868456127095596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/06/because-you-can-never-have-too-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111858640983985201</id><published>2005-06-12T10:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T10:31:52.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IF I CAN MAKE IT HERE, I'M PAYING LESS SALES TAXHoboken rules the earth.  Or at least the New York Times Style section today.  Front page:  cute young skateboarder zipping around our lovely skate park, part of an article about the mainstreaming of skateboarding.  Inside? The Vows column features a New York City couple who actually had their first "non date" in Hoboken, at an event that was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111858640983985201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111858640983985201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111858640983985201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111858640983985201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/06/if-i-can-make-it-here-im-paying-less.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111824393876466934</id><published>2005-06-08T11:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T20:04:09.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's A Shoe ThingBack in the day, when I had a regular job, and was not a published authoress, one of my more interesting projects was to help create, and I kid you not, a hip temporary sales environment for a cool brand of shoes.  I actually spent some serious time pricing blimp rentals, because: who doesn't want to buy a shoe while riding in a blimp?  Still, I wish I had had this fantastic shoe</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.shoeblogs.com/' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111824393876466934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111824393876466934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111824393876466934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111824393876466934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/06/its-shoe-thing-back-in-day-when-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111724488548245051</id><published>2005-05-27T21:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T21:50:38.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm not sure.  But I'm sectioning off the procrastinating screenwriter part of my personality in its own little corral.  Watch me attempt to rassle with my writing alligators in "The Worst Screenplay in the History of the World."  Starring Topher Grace and...hell, Scarlett Johansson sounds great.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111724488548245051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111724488548245051&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111724488548245051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111724488548245051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-not-sure.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111689175053482003</id><published>2005-05-23T19:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T19:44:49.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HOW DID I MISS THIS MOVIEStander (2003):  White South African top cop turned breakneck bank robber during the most brutal part of apartheid.  Played by the phenomenally charismatic Thomas Jane, directed by the quietly brilliant Bronwen Hughes. It reminds one of the best of the 60s and 70s noir movies, with a 21st century ambivalence about good and evil, and it lasted less than a week in New York </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0326208/' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111689175053482003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111689175053482003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111689175053482003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111689175053482003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/05/how-did-i-miss-this-movie-stander-2003.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111630670625740343</id><published>2005-05-17T01:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T01:13:07.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I HEART BILL MOYERSBill Moyers on our very real news crisis:  Salon.com News | "A democracy can die of too many lies": " I came to see that news is what people want to keep hidden, and everything else is publicity. "</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.salon.com/news/feature/2005/05/17/moyers/index.html' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111630670625740343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111630670625740343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111630670625740343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111630670625740343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-heart-bill-moyers-bill-moyers-on-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111626227570282506</id><published>2005-05-16T12:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T12:51:49.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PORNO SIGNAGE FANS LAMENTCorrections - New York Times: "Because of a transcription error, an article last Sunday in Summer Movies, Part 2 of this section, about the director Don Roos rendered a word incorrectly in his comment about the use of onscreen titles in his film 'Happy Endings.' He said, 'I love foreign films, which have a lot of signage in them' - not 'porno films.'</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.nytimes.com/2005/05/15/pageoneplus/corrections.html' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111626227570282506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111626227570282506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111626227570282506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111626227570282506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/05/porno-signage-fans-lament-corrections.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111626023059119372</id><published>2005-05-16T12:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T12:45:42.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IF ELECTED, I WILL REFRESH CONTENT SIX TIMES A DAY.Here in Hoboken, we have a genuine horse race for mayor. Though, from the looks of things, the Mr. Softee truck may dominate the runoff. In New York, Andy Horwitz plans to form a blog party.  What I love is that he's humble and questioning...but he also has a nice logo!</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.andyschest.com/wp/' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111626023059119372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111626023059119372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111626023059119372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111626023059119372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/05/if-elected-i-will-refresh-content-six.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111549515214758349</id><published>2005-05-07T15:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T15:46:26.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IT'S GOOD TO BE A DOG...IN THAILANDAnanova - Thai king opens pool for dogs: "'The pool will serve for the physical rehabilitation of dogs suffering from arthritis and neurological diseases,' said Viroj Impitak, Kasetsart University president."</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.ananova.com/news/story/sm_1384730.html' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111549515214758349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111549515214758349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111549515214758349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111549515214758349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/05/its-good-to-be-dog.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111549079573284975</id><published>2005-05-07T14:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T14:38:39.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HOLLY GOLIGHTLY MUST DIEDear girl on a bike with no helmet plugged into an Ipod who backed into me yesterday on a Soho street:Maybe you didn't mean to.Except that you did it twice.Maybe you think you're in your own favorite movie, probably "Breakfast at Tiffany's."Except that film was a bogus, cheerfuled up version of a very sad book about odd people barely hanging on in an anxious New York </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111549079573284975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111549079573284975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111549079573284975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111549079573284975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/05/holly-golightly-must-die-dear-girl-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111525145894298955</id><published>2005-05-04T20:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T20:05:05.023-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BOOK PROMOTION, TRIATHLONS, VISUALIZATION, DOG FOOD, ORGASMS, AND GODDESSHOODThat's what Amazon thinks I'm thinking about.  </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/subst/recs/instant-recs-home.html/ref=pd_irl_gw_r/ref=amb__151239_1/102-2289553-5070517' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111525145894298955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111525145894298955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111525145894298955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111525145894298955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/05/book-promotion-triathlons.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111504327703894087</id><published>2005-05-02T10:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T10:31:47.363-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AGAINST HEAVEN AND THE BIG GUY IN THE SKYScientist Richard Dawkins, author of "The Selfish Gene," explains why getting rid of religion might just save our lives: Salon.com News | The atheist: "How would we be better off without religion? We'd all be freed to concentrate on the only life we are ever going to have. We'd be free to exult in the privilege -- the remarkable good fortune -- that each </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.salon.com/news/feature/2005/04/30/dawkins/index1.html' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111504327703894087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111504327703894087&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111504327703894087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111504327703894087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/05/against-heaven-and-big-guy-in-sky.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111469066169499240</id><published>2005-04-28T08:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T08:22:50.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE GOOD LORD GAVE YOU HIPS; WHY DON'T YOU USE THEM?Hey, I'm back in blogworld after a lengthy stay in "finishing my book world."  I'm polishing my acknowledgements today, so if you feel like you would like to be acknowledged in a book about pet weight loss and exercise, send me an e-mail...and a hefty check.And as I emerge from my fortress of book-itude, I find myself wanting to learn how to..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111469066169499240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111469066169499240&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111469066169499240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111469066169499240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/04/good-lord-gave-you-hips-why-dont-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111383889674910568</id><published>2005-04-18T11:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T12:08:14.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DOGGED FEMALE BLOGSDogged Blog is written by a witty woman who loves dogs and politics with an equal passion.  And she led me to this dogged Amazon. And I felt the groovy girl power that the Internet can provide. One of these days, I'll have to write a piece about dogs and politics and women, because in many many ways, I actually think having a dog has made more more politically sensitive, </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.doggedblog.com/doggedblog/' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111383889674910568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111383889674910568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111383889674910568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111383889674910568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/04/dogged-female-blogs-dogged-blog-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111382806175196655</id><published>2005-04-18T08:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T12:00:00.813-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What the L WordGood: Tony Goldwyn directs (yay, he knew how to use Viggo Mortensen before the hobbits got him) and acts (closeted lawsuit-happy possible stand-in for a few male actors of a certain age, double yay).Not good: cheesy voyeuristic "I've bugged the lesbo house" plot is starting to feel more Lifetime than Showtime--i.e., cheesy and voyeuristic rather than post-modern.  Even the actors </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111382806175196655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111382806175196655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111382806175196655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111382806175196655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-l-word-good-tony-goldwyn-directs.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111377270772491932</id><published>2005-04-17T17:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T17:19:04.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DOG SENSE:  OUT OF THE MOUTHS OF EIGHT-YEAR-OLDSMaybe the Canadians are just raising their kids smarter.  CBC News: License owners as well as dogs, 8-year-old tells mayor.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.cbc.ca/story/canada/national/2005/04/15/dog-owner-licences050415.html' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111377270772491932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111377270772491932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111377270772491932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111377270772491932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/04/dog-sense-out-of-mouths-of-eight-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111375880467352901</id><published>2005-04-17T13:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T13:34:13.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Latest Brain CrushRebecca Skloot moderated this fantastic panel at the ASJA annual conference yesterday which featured Katha Pollitt, Steve Rushin, and Penny Wolfson (links to be added later) and I jumped on her Web site today to realize that not only is she a charming moderator, but a kickass writer I've admired for a while.  Check out, especially, her article on goldfish surgery, and her </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.rebeccaskloot.com/' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111375880467352901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111375880467352901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111375880467352901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111375880467352901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-latest-brain-crush-rebecca-skloot.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111339777505782024</id><published>2005-04-13T09:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T09:12:37.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Need a pet?  Want to do your patriotic duty?I saw this story: Pets abandoned by U.S. troops face death - Pet Health - MSNBC.com a few days ago, but it keeps coming up on Google.  No judgment--I don't know what I would do if I were single and suddenly uprooted.   Fortunately, there are many good souls out there. </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/7475495/' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111339777505782024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111339777505782024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111339777505782024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111339777505782024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/04/need-pet-want-to-do-your-patriotic.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111313663579385966</id><published>2005-04-10T08:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T08:39:30.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NOT ONLY IS HE DESIGNING DOG STUFF FOR TARGET...HE'S DESIGNING ADOPTION VESTS FOR DOGS IN NEED OF HOMESIsaac, you so rock:Isaac Mizrahi Unveils Fashion Forward Doggy Adoption Vest</summary><link rel='related' href='http://press.arrivenet.com/pro/article.php/514682.html' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111313663579385966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111313663579385966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111313663579385966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111313663579385966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/04/not-only-is-he-designing-dog-stuff-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111297727496120412</id><published>2005-04-08T12:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T12:23:45.260-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BLOGS ARE GOOD...BUT BALD, MORALLY AMBIGUOUS COP BLOGS ARE THE BESTTeeVeePad: Ask a Bald, Morally Ambiguous Cop: "Welcome to 'Ask A Bald, Morally Ambiguous Cop,' a weblog where bald, morally ambiguous cops will tell you how to cope with the troubles and stresses of everyday life. Why? Because we're cops, that's why. We've seen everything. And why bald cops? Because that's less time we have to </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.teevee.org/archive/2005/04/01/cops/' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111297727496120412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111297727496120412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111297727496120412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111297727496120412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/04/blogs-are-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111287648569658138</id><published>2005-04-07T08:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T08:32:17.760-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PIGS FLY; I AGREE WITH CAMILLE PAGLIASo I came out of that quirky period in American education where I really could, if I wanted to, read NOTHING but contemporary writers and still graduate with an English degree.  Other than a tremendous survey history of English literature course in the very first semester, I stayed modern as modern could be.  I didn't read any Jane Austen until I was in my </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.salon.com/books/int/2005/04/07/paglia/index4.html' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111287648569658138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111287648569658138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111287648569658138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111287648569658138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/04/pigs-fly-i-agree-with-camille-paglia.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111287443818761666</id><published>2005-04-07T07:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T07:47:18.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MORE REASONS TO LOVE "THE L WORD"1. Camryn Manheim playing a bipolar movie mogul, who manages to be both a horrorshow--and a passionate beacon of good taste.  She's the woman you don't want to work for, but can't help yourself if you want to make good movies. Resemblances to Scott Rudin I am sure not intended at all. 2. Melissa Leo, who played the fantastic Kay on "Homicide" (where have you gone,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111287443818761666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111287443818761666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111287443818761666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111287443818761666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/04/more-reasons-to-love-l-word-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111278984371668453</id><published>2005-04-06T08:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T08:17:23.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DOGS WITH JOBSShe looks like a Target girl.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.sfgate.com/n/pictures/2005/04/04/dogshopper8.jpg' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111278984371668453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111278984371668453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111278984371668453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111278984371668453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/04/dogs-with-jobs-she-looks-like-target.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111270343177907002</id><published>2005-04-05T08:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T08:18:23.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DESIGNER DOGSGood news--Isaac Mizrahi is designing dog clothes!</summary><link rel='related' href='http://seattlepi.nwsource.com/lifestyle/218443_tf102.html' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111270343177907002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111270343177907002&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111270343177907002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111270343177907002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/04/designer-dogs-good-news-isaac-mizrahi.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111261984358364885</id><published>2005-04-04T09:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T09:04:50.943-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today I Am A CupcakeThree foxy ladies run the best cupcake blog in the world, to paraphrase Donald Trump : All Cupcakes, All The Time...and I got interviewed.  There really is nothing more fun than viewing your life through the cupcake lens. Try it today!</summary><link rel='related' href='http://cupcakestakethecake.blogspot.com/' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111261984358364885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111261984358364885&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111261984358364885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111261984358364885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/04/today-i-am-cupcake-three-foxy-ladies.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111253293985741282</id><published>2005-04-03T08:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T08:59:30.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WORDS ARE SEXYAnd new words, barely born, wet behind the textual ears, are even sexier.  Check out this definition of "fist-pumpy":  Fist-pumpy: adj. This describes a situation or person who--in addition to fist-related-activity--is likely to yell "woohoo" and frighten small animals.Get hot here: Wordlustitude</summary><link rel='related' href='http://wordlust.blogspot.com/' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111253293985741282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111253293985741282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111253293985741282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111253293985741282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/04/words-are-sexy-and-new-words-barely.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111241566744540803</id><published>2005-04-01T23:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T23:21:43.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GRIEF WEEKWell, we certainly seem to be steeped in it this week. First that case down in Florida, which breaks my heart for all kinds of personal reasons, and now the Pope.  I'm a devout non-believer, a collapsed Catholic, but I was in Rome a number of years ago, and saw the man address an adoring crowd in four languages, and just...play them.  He was an Elvis kind of Pope--and I mean,  Elvis in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111241566744540803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111241566744540803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111241566744540803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111241566744540803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/04/grief-week-well-we-certainly-seem-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111227916345332319</id><published>2005-03-31T09:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T09:28:06.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>EVERYTHING IS ILLUMINATED...BUT BY WHAT?Excellent writer Jonathan Safran Foer believes and doesn't believe, and that's okay with me: Interviewer: Kafka said that writing is a form of prayer. Does this concept ring true for you? Foer: It does. But Kafka didn't believe in God, and neither do I. So what did he mean that I'm agreeing with? A prayer, OK, but a prayer to whom?</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.villagevoice.com/books/0513,hudson,62454,10.html' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111227916345332319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111227916345332319&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111227916345332319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111227916345332319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/03/everything-is-illuminated.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111227837405973094</id><published>2005-03-31T09:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T09:13:28.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I Think My Dog Knows When I Have A Deadline....She went out four times last night, two of them very messy--or so my husband tells me.  That's about as blog confessional as I'll get. The weird thing is, her last big stomach eruption "presented" as they say in medical land on the day of my last big deadline. Coincidence?  Or proof I should get my own Pet Poop Psychic show?  I'd do just about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111227837405973094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111227837405973094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111227837405973094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111227837405973094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-think-my-dog-knows-when-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111175583084094036</id><published>2005-03-25T08:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T08:05:54.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THAT CASE You know the one I'm talking about.  How sad and strange for the whole family, and now for the whole world.  Lori Leibovich wrote a very fine essay on Salon about the challenges and the mystery of cases like this, and Salon was kind enough to print my letter.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.salon.com/mwt/letters/2005/03/25/leibovitch/index.html' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111175583084094036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111175583084094036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111175583084094036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111175583084094036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/03/that-case-you-know-one-im-talking.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111152243094898023</id><published>2005-03-22T15:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T15:14:10.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How Much Does This Stink?Hoboken Public Library: "BY ORDER OF THE MAYOR:THE LIBRARY IS CLOSED INDEFINITELY"As I've mentioned, I'm a less grumpy New Jersey resident because I am, basically, a happy Hobokenite.  Friendly, small town...so small town, two of the librarians know me by name, and call it out on the main street...To tell me that the library is closed indefinitely.  This is so not good.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111152243094898023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111152243094898023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111152243094898023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111152243094898023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/03/how-much-does-this-stink-hoboken.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111134108344324866</id><published>2005-03-20T12:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T12:52:38.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>EMBARRASSING LITERARY CONFESSION OF THE DAYI kind of love this: From the queen of poetic genderbend:Jeanette Winterson: "By the way, I love Maroon 5. I don't know what this says about me."</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.jeanettewinterson.com/pages/content/index.asp?PageID=315' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111134108344324866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111134108344324866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111134108344324866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111134108344324866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/03/embarrassing-literary-confession-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111106759578401434</id><published>2005-03-17T08:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T08:53:15.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DOG MOM PART DEUXFaith is recovering. No scary emitting of bad smells or substances in over a day!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111106759578401434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111106759578401434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111106759578401434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111106759578401434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/03/dog-mom-part-deux-faith-is-recovering.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111106369299039820</id><published>2005-03-17T07:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T07:49:24.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DOG LAWAccording to this story, vet malpractice suits are on the rise. To date, the largest settlement has been $39,000--certainly no small potatoes, but far from zillions.  It seems to me there are several issues at work, revolving around how radically the role of pets has changed in the past few years, consumer expectation, and medical competence. It's tricky, especially since, as I mentioned </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111106369299039820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111106369299039820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111106369299039820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111106369299039820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/03/dog-law-according-to-this-story-vet.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111098273368858941</id><published>2005-03-16T09:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T09:18:53.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DOG MOMFaith ate something on Sunday, or maybe Saturday, or maybe Friday that has made her stomach, and the contents thereof, a living hell. (What does a dead hell look like, I do wonder?)  The air has been noxious, our sleep schedules disturbed, my work schedule not so hot. The upside of dogs is also their downside.  They cannot talk, so when they are well, you can project just about anything </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111098273368858941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111098273368858941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111098273368858941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111098273368858941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/03/dog-mom-faith-ate-something-on-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111091561933497213</id><published>2005-03-15T14:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T15:14:02.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DO GIRLS JUST WANT TO SEEK CONSENSUS....OR DO THEY JUST NOT WANT TO BE CALLED BITCHES WHEN THEY DON'T?Maureen Dowd's put her two cents and more in about the dearth of female op-ed columnists on the big deal papers.  The NY Times was sharp enough to hire the genius Gail Collins, who's now, sigh, management...dang, I miss her columns. The argumentative and proud of it Elizabeth Spiers also has some</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111091561933497213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111091561933497213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111091561933497213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111091561933497213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/03/do-girls-just-want-to-seek-consensus.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111056623199527087</id><published>2005-03-11T13:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T13:55:04.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GOOD DOGS, BETTER PEOPLEThis story partially answers a question I've always had:  what happens to the dogs who have to drop out of the Iditarod? And who takes care of them. Answer: sometimes it's prisoners. SitNews - Inmates Volunteer To Help Iditarod; Provide Care for Dropped DogsThe volunteer dog handlers consist of minimum custody inmate volunteers working in teams. The volunteer crew logs in </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.sitnews.us/0305news/030805/030805_inmates_iditarod.html' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111056623199527087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111056623199527087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111056623199527087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111056623199527087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/03/good-dogs-better-people-this-story.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111040834223112150</id><published>2005-03-09T17:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T21:09:55.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HOLY SYNCHRONICITYI don't think I've specifically complained about New Jersey lately, and that's because Hoboken feels like home. Even when a drunken girl lurches in front of my dog during her Patrick's Day bar crawl, I feel kindly, because she's going to say: "Hey, that's a cute dog."  The drunk boys cheerfully shout, "Hey, I bet your dog could kick my ass."And they would all be right.But it </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.oblivio.com/archives/00080804.html' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111040834223112150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111040834223112150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111040834223112150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111040834223112150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/03/holy-synchronicity-i-dont-think-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111039136293825867</id><published>2005-03-09T13:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T13:08:13.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I WANT THIS GUY'S JOB.  SORTA. BUT DEFINITELY HIS WRITING METHODSalon.com Arts &amp; Entertainment | The man behind "Deadwood"  is David Milch, who has one of those scary "I am a recovering brainiac drug addict who writes every single episode of my show" sagas that seems to pop up in TV production land every once in a West Wing while--though I have yet to hear of a girl show runner with this problem.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111039136293825867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111039136293825867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111039136293825867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111039136293825867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-want-this-guys-job.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111024096328511007</id><published>2005-03-07T19:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T13:51:05.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BLOG CRACKThis blog is the kind of thing I like to call "Blog Crack,"*The* Link Portal on Gender in the Blogosphere | CultureCat. Feminism + Blogging + Gender = something I'll get lost in for a good long time, and neglect important bodily functions to keep reading.Seriously, I seem to be investigating that big old subject "women and desire" these days in fiction, memoir, perhaps even pop tune...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111024096328511007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111024096328511007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111024096328511007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111024096328511007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/03/blog-crack-this-blog-is-kind-of-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111019588214859382</id><published>2005-03-07T06:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T06:48:55.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WHILE WE'RE ON THE SUBJECT OF FEMALE TRANSGRESSORS...No, enough with Martha Stewart. God bless her and her attempts to make prison reform "a good thing." I'm talking about Camilla Parker-Bowles and her consort Prince Charles, who, according to Daphne Merkin in the Sunday Times Magazine, have done the wildest thing: kept a relationship between two contemporaries going for 30 years, and now...are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111019588214859382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111019588214859382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111019588214859382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111019588214859382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/03/while-were-on-subject-of-female.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111019526537156644</id><published>2005-03-07T06:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T06:34:25.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DIANE ARBUS LIVESReason to stick around a little longer: the writer/director team of Secretary is doing the Diane Arbus story.  Not quite sure I can see Nicole Kidman as Diane Arbus, but then I think about To Die For, and I can.  Plus, can that be Robert Downey Jr. I spy, coming over the hill?  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111019526537156644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111019526537156644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111019526537156644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111019526537156644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/03/diane-arbus-lives-reason-to-stick.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-111014370608091533</id><published>2005-03-06T16:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T16:15:06.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY, GABRIEL GARCIA MARQUEZHaven't read One Hundred Years of Solitude?  Turn off your computer and start right now.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/111014370608091533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=111014370608091533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111014370608091533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/111014370608091533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/03/happy-birthday-gabriel-garcia-marquez.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-110959945262016766</id><published>2005-02-28T08:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T09:04:12.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FALL INTO THE (GENDER) GAPI can't help it.  I'm probably a second-and-a-half wave feminist.  So when I watch the Oscars last night, I have to wonder what Harvard president Lawrence Summers would think about the paucity of female writers and directors nominated on the fiction feature film side of the Oscars.  And wonder wouldn't it have been interesting (and talkworthy) if Chris Rock, so good at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/110959945262016766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=110959945262016766&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/110959945262016766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/110959945262016766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/02/fall-into-gender-gap-i-cant-help-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-110942427654972007</id><published>2005-02-26T08:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T08:24:36.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ANOTHER COOL USE OF THE WEBpostcardx. Random acts of postcard sending.  I love it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/110942427654972007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=110942427654972007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/110942427654972007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/110942427654972007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/02/another-cool-use-of-web-postcardx.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-110942135713467664</id><published>2005-02-26T07:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T07:35:57.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>JOHNNY DEPP IS GODListening to "On the Media," maybe my favorite regular program, which is, of course, waking Hunter Thompson.  And they played a clip of...Johnny Depp playing Hunter Thompson, complete with rumbling, boozy tones. Just yesterday, I heard a clip of Depp playing J.M. Barrie, all Scottish pixe dust.  Complete vocal transformation. Art to aspire to.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/110942135713467664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=110942135713467664&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/110942135713467664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/110942135713467664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/02/johnny-depp-is-god-listening-to-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-110935547528850431</id><published>2005-02-25T13:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T13:19:52.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PARIS HILTON'S DIRTY SECRET...Maybe I've been watching too much TV, between Bush's European spring break and The Apprentice and the media's little blips of anxiety over what Chris Rock will say at the Oscars.  (Funny stuff, I hope.)So inevitably I began to think about Paris Hilton, because you can't really get away from her, can you?  And I realized that the highly overexposed Ms. Hilton does </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/110935547528850431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=110935547528850431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/110935547528850431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/110935547528850431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/02/paris-hiltons-dirty-secret.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-110928703029648048</id><published>2005-02-24T18:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T18:25:54.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE L WORD--an appreciation...PART 1Husband, dog and I have fallen for The L Word.  Thanks to James Wolcott's nifty essay in Vanity Fair about, among other things, how the show seemed to fly under the moral valuators' radar, I rented (and rented and rented) the show.  And man, did we get hooked.  How many ways do I love this show?  Well, along with the fantastic looking ladies, the dark/bright </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/110928703029648048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=110928703029648048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/110928703029648048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/110928703029648048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/02/l-word-appreciation.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-110908493469585587</id><published>2005-02-22T10:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T10:11:17.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HUNTER THOMPSON, RIPI suspect for a lot of people, if Hunter Thompson existed at all, he existed as a cartoon character in Doonesbury.   But if you were a writer/radical of a certain age, Hunter Thompson blew your mind with his political reporting in Rolling Stone, which was heavily fueled with drugs, outrage, and a non-stop BS detector.  He was the Lord of Excess, but he was also all there--all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/110908493469585587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=110908493469585587&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/110908493469585587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/110908493469585587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/02/hunter-thompson-rip-i-suspect-for-lot.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-110901964217676234</id><published>2005-02-21T16:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T16:02:20.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ORANGE YOU GLAD TO BE IN NEW YORKSo we saw The Gates today, and they were great. Jeff thought of sails and sheets, and I thought of theatre curtains.  Wonderful.  The day is gray and slushy, but the Gates do bring the party to our city.  And they are free and orange and uncomplicated, without a label or brand in sight. Thank you Jean-Claude and Christo!I first learned about the Gates when Gordon </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/110901964217676234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=110901964217676234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/110901964217676234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/110901964217676234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/02/orange-you-glad-to-be-in-new-york-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-110885473728653387</id><published>2005-02-19T18:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T18:12:17.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"WHEN FROZEN FLAMINGOS FALL OUT OF THE SKY...You know that good things are not in store."  That's a line from a John Guare play, and yesterday, when it was cold enough to make a flamingo fall out of the sky, I saw John Guare walking near Trinity Church, near Ground Zero, with a friend. And I love his work so much, it just made me smile to see him.  I heart New York for that.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/110885473728653387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=110885473728653387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/110885473728653387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/110885473728653387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/02/when-frozen-flamingos-fall-out-of-sky.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-110858021481140614</id><published>2005-02-16T13:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T14:00:58.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bad Sex (ual Healing)I have the flu. Husband has the flu.  Even the dog has the flu.  Fortunately, Rachel Kramer Bussel's Voice column on people's bad sex cheered me up.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/110858021481140614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=110858021481140614&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/110858021481140614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/110858021481140614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/02/bad-sex-ual-healing-i-have-flu.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-110788431050727690</id><published>2005-02-08T13:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T12:43:23.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY MARDI GRAS!  HAPPY 200TH ENTRY (if I were a tv series, I'd be getting a bump up in my residuals)!I'm wearing beads while I type.No, I'm not. But in my mind, I definitely am. I make Faith wear Mardi Gras beads sometimes, but she doesn't have to take her top off for them, like the Girls Gone Wild. She just has to suffer through having an anthropomorphizing owner.  Which is probably more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/110788431050727690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=110788431050727690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/110788431050727690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/110788431050727690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/02/happy-mardi-gras-happy-200th-entry-if.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-110735890140840378</id><published>2005-02-02T10:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T10:41:41.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'M BACKIt's very wild to write two (short) books in under three months, most especially when one's shoulder is hurting like hell.  But I did it, and I hope that some of the words actually make sense.  My editor will let me know shortly. And then I'll probably do two blogs for the books, because I think it will help.  The people and the pets and the books.  Hope so. That's all.  I don't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/110735890140840378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=110735890140840378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/110735890140840378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/110735890140840378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/02/im-back-its-very-wild-to-write-two.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-110493234159873213</id><published>2005-01-05T08:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T08:39:01.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MARITAL BLISS 2005Body of Evidence. From one of my favorite bloggers, a fantastic how-we-got-married-and-how-we-stay-married anniversary story.   Further proof (of something I can't prove) that we are always happier when we make it up as we go along. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/110493234159873213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=110493234159873213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/110493234159873213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/110493234159873213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/01/marital-bliss-2005-body-of-evidence.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-110493072759191727</id><published>2005-01-05T08:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T08:12:07.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WOWIE. ZOWIE.  GREAT QUESTION, BATMANTHE WORLD QUESTION CENTER 2005 comes from theedge.org, a brainiac online and offline think tank.  The question of the year is: What do you believe to be true, even though you cannot prove it?The Times excerpted it yesterday, and I've been asking myself the question ever since.   The excerpts were all from scientists, only one of whom "believed" in God.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/110493072759191727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=110493072759191727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/110493072759191727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/110493072759191727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/01/wowie.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-110468094693034368</id><published>2005-01-02T10:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T10:59:11.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HELP NOWDoctors Without Borders is a good place to send this relief.   But you knew that, right?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/110468094693034368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=110468094693034368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/110468094693034368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/110468094693034368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/01/help-now-doctors-without-borders-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-110468080965320801</id><published>2005-01-02T10:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T10:46:49.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LIFE IS SHORT; LOVE NOW--MOMS ARE GREAT PART ONESusie Bright's Journal includes a touching memorial to her mother, who died late last year.  Life IS really short, sports fans.  Eat dessert first--and send tsunami aid, like my wonderfully alive mom did instead of sending us birthday money, like NOW.   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/110468080965320801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=110468080965320801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/110468080965320801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/110468080965320801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2005/01/life-is-short-love-now-moms-are-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-110349696710552434</id><published>2004-12-19T17:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T22:36:22.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SILENCE IS...WELL, BUSYI'm working on some old-fashioned non-digital writing--crazy, I know.  But there it is. Plus I have a nasty shoulder thing that has erupted, which makes typing so much less fun.  But I am learning loads about the scapular and my lats, thanks to fantastic physical therapy.   Soon, I hope to believe again, like Tony Kushner, that "the body is the garden of the mind."  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/110349696710552434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=110349696710552434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/110349696710552434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/110349696710552434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2004/12/silence-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-110091800950942648</id><published>2004-11-19T21:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T21:33:29.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HEARD IN HOBOKENStan, a general contractor (and big Friend of Faith)  dubiously examines a banged-up car parked on our street. "Is this legal?" he calls to the owner of the car, a tired laborer leaning against a half-gutted building.Laborer:  "Somewhat." </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/110091800950942648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=110091800950942648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/110091800950942648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/110091800950942648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2004/11/heard-in-hoboken-stan-general.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-109996823832147221</id><published>2004-11-08T21:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T21:43:58.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Go North and Find Love, Young Dems....MarryAnAmerican - Homepage - No good American will be left behind!  Some kindly Canadians want to help us through our time of trouble.I'm not budging.  I have my love snack, and, well, I kinda like New Jersey, that blue blue state.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/109996823832147221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=109996823832147221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/109996823832147221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/109996823832147221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2004/11/go-north-and-find-love-young-dems.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-109962143100010502</id><published>2004-11-04T21:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T21:23:51.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OKAY, SO HE WONBut consider this:  the Democratic supporters came together, as never before, thanks in large part to that crazy little invention, the Internet.  (Which is still pretty fantastically unregulated).Consider this:  the mandate is small-ish, when you consider how many people still didn't vote.Consider, also this: it is not a small deal that people's rights were being undone in 11</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/109962143100010502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=109962143100010502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/109962143100010502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/109962143100010502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2004/11/okay-so-he-won-but-consider-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-109918598530490106</id><published>2004-10-30T21:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T21:28:30.130-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>JUST IN CASE YOU WERE STILL ON THE FENCE.... BarlowFriendz: Supporting Kerry Anyway...: "Yeah, John Kerry makes a lousy candidate for Prom King. But that isn't what he's running for. "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/109918598530490106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=109918598530490106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/109918598530490106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/109918598530490106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2004/10/just-in-case-you-were-still-on-fence.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-109749826372401998</id><published>2004-10-11T08:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T08:37:43.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MY NEW IMAGINARY BLOGGING BOYFRIENDAlex Ross: The Rest Is Noise.  Any guy who blogs his cat picking out his CDs is...well, my kind of guy.   Plus, he tells you when cool music is ON SALE. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/109749826372401998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=109749826372401998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/109749826372401998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/109749826372401998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2004/10/my-new-imaginary-blogging-boyfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-109732271180853310</id><published>2004-10-09T07:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T07:51:51.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GELATO and JOE ORTON, ALL IN THE SAME BLOGThe Amateur Gourmet is my newest blog-crush.  NYU playwright, delirious foodie--plus, he digs John Lahr and Philip Seymour Hoffman.  Check him out.  And don't eat my gelato.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/109732271180853310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=109732271180853310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/109732271180853310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/109732271180853310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2004/10/gelato-and-joe-orton-all-in-same-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-109671199631175208</id><published>2004-10-02T06:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T06:13:16.310-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Third Annual Blogger Boobie-Thon for Breast CancerThis really is what the Internet was built for.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/109671199631175208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=109671199631175208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/109671199631175208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/109671199631175208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2004/10/third-annual-blogger-boobie-thon-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-109671111332444652</id><published>2004-10-02T05:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T06:16:30.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BLOG LOVEJames Wolcott used to be one of my big brain crushes, back in the day, when he was a punk Village Voice TV critic, under the influence of some blend of helium and Pauline Kael. Then, he got a little stodgy. I think Vanity Fair does that to you. The magazine, not the book. Is it the shift from newsprint to coated paper that does it to you? Friction, baby. It always matters.The book is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/109671111332444652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=109671111332444652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/109671111332444652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/109671111332444652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2004/10/blog-love-james-wolcott-used-to-be-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-109638374573007038</id><published>2004-09-28T11:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T05:46:23.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AUGUSTEN BURROUGHS KNOWS HIS FURNITUREI'm a fan. I wish he would go deeper sometimes, but he goes deep enough. Like here:Powell's Books - Ink Q &amp; A: Augusten Burroughs: "What fictional character would you like to date, and why?Well, I chose a dead author instead of a fictional character because dead authors become fictional characters after a while. So, Ernest Hemingway. And I would tell </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/109638374573007038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=109638374573007038&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/109638374573007038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/109638374573007038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2004/09/augusten-burroughs-knows-his-furniture.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-109595157573278731</id><published>2004-09-23T10:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T10:59:35.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FALLING OUT OF BLOG-LANDIt happens.  Real life, real work, intervene, and one (me) just doesn't make the time for the interstitiality of the blogosphere.But I'm back, I think.   And thinking about Madonna, again, and Vanity Fair, the book, which I have, miraculously, convinced my intrepid book group to read in two gulps.   And playing with dog and husband, not necessarily in that order. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/109595157573278731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=109595157573278731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/109595157573278731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/109595157573278731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2004/09/falling-out-of-blog-land-it-happens.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3390370.post-109252284551870004</id><published>2004-08-14T18:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T18:37:41.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>COLLATERALI love Michael Mann so much. Loved him for 25 years now, since I caught the splendid Jericho Mile on TV, all hard-ass male attitude and real prison footage and a hero who doesn't quite change...and oh, the little spins and twists stolen from the Rolling Stones. Stuff, in short, that everybody else proceeded to borrow from for the next...25 years.   And I pretty much loved Collateral, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/feeds/109252284551870004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3390370&amp;postID=109252284551870004&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/109252284551870004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3390370/posts/default/109252284551870004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://askmartha.blogspot.com/2004/08/collateral-i-love-michael-mann-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Martha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10283915599607284613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
