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Social Media

My darling blog, New Media Martini, amazes me and countless others, mostly me, with its many fantastic features and its general coolness.  Look no further than the instant post, the very one which you are now reading, with or without your self-encouragement to read it, somewhat unnecessary, because let’s face it, you read reflexively; you [...]

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This is one of those posts.  You know:  “Kitchen Sink Posts.”   Posts meant to cover lots of things that are related solely by being unrelated. OMG!  Actually, (sorry @LilPecan) Oh My God!  This darling feature-filled blog has actually spawned yet another fabulous feature:  The Kitchen Sink Post. The only thing left to do is to [...]

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Dear Scott, Be assured that your efficiency is troublesome and admired for setting a standard that this darling blog’s readers can and shall aspire to. And having brought troublesome into this realm, I must add that I myself am troubled by your accurate observation that dual posting of both appearances and disappearances within the same [...]

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I know that I am asking a lot from you to ask you to answer a question about this post before you have even read it, unless you have already read it and are reading it over again, a practice known as re-reading which is a something I can’t recommend, even for you, my loyal [...]

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Last Friday on Women Are Not Funny Radio my featured guest was the delightful Paige Worthy, a woman so accurately named that her parents have developed legendary status and are revered as seers and soothsayers by the knowing and unknowing who know her.   Because her name chosen, as long ago as her birth, is a [...]

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Every time I think about it, which is an expression that is giving me pause and has thereby evoked the use of a second expression about having been given pause, thus annoyingly requiring me to decide where to meander next in this tortuous process of torturing words, I amaze myself.  And the reason, I believe, [...]

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“the only thing I want to hear is that you love me still” When Donna Summer sang it and you sang along, or discoed along, or both, wearing angel sleeves of silk voile even if you were Daniel Thurston who is forgiven and famous here regardless, you and she and he somehow knew you were [...]

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This post has a title because that is the convention, and it is in the form of a question which puts me in jeopardy of looming apology.  You see, it is possible that this blog, New Media Martini has a horde of fans in the environs of Dayton, although possibly, like me, no one knows [...]

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Actually, it has made me its snack. And you are feeling queasy because you suddenly realize you are reading the musings of a woman who both claims and admits that she has become the metaphorical celery sticks and blue cheese dressing for an internet radio show. Stop! Oh, dear! We, you and I, are the [...]

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Darling, I am concerned that you are overstepping your substantial and highly questionable authority as an expert in the English language, unable to speak it as we all know if we listen to you which we try not to. The foregoing was untrue with the added benefit of being unkind.  Or should that be “with [...]

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