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Even though someone put a "man" in mango, please don't call a man fruit............... 2. Who put the "men" into MENOPAUSE? 3. One word, drain or gutter insult: "manhole". Which stupid man made that word? More to the point, WHY? 4. Men used to think women could not write. Even Maryann Evans...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Deonils2747/381992"><title>When you feel blue for no rhyme or hue</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Deonils2747/381992</link><description>I know that people are pressured to be happy in public, or try to put a positive spin on everything. Sometimes, it is all too much. Perhaps this explains why, suddenly and without logical explanations, one feels blue or sad when one has been ambling along the highways and byways of life. I am...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Deonils2747/132580"><title>Introductions</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Deonils2747/132580</link><description>"High, Mi neigh-me iz Dikk Chain Knee. How men-ny langwages doo yoo speek? I rote ay poem to weaks ago butt wanted to put it hear four uthers two sea. Sore-ee if yoo all red-dy red it. I luv mi reed-ers."</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Deonils2747/129031"><title>A 17-year CICADA Cycle complete with a Symphony of Drones</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Deonils2747/129031</link><description>Cicadas on CIALIS -This morning I did promise Cicadas, Emily Dickinson... "You go to bed one night. But before you do, you steal a last glance out the window at your backyard. It's bathed in moonlight. It's quiet. It's peaceful. Everything is fine. "Then you wake up the next day... 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