<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30009537</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 03 Oct 2014 04:34:49 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>&quot;fast food&quot;</category><category>Boston</category><category>Brookline</category><category>CVS</category><category>Dedham</category><category>Jesus</category><category>McDonald&#39;s</category><category>city life</category><category>lunch</category><category>overheard</category><category>police</category><category>politics</category><category>president</category><category>religion</category><category>suburbs</category><title>overheardinboston</title><description>A blatant rip-off of, and completely unrelated to, Overheard in New York. 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It&#39;s H-O-A-R.&quot;</description><link>http://overheardinboston.blogspot.com/2008/08/overheard-in-restaurant-in-marina-bay.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (eeka)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30009537.post-780540847766582205</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Apr 2008 06:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-11T02:37:47.609-04:00</atom:updated><title>America&#39;s game</title><description>Fan A: &quot;... your muscles look tight!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Fan B: &quot;like your mom&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 2 &lt;a href=&quot;http://involuntaryslacker.blogspot.com/2008/04/fanatics-one-row-up.html&quot;&gt;Red Sox fans&lt;/a&gt; trying to get the attention of one of the Detroit Tiger warming up near the 3rd base line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Rent-a-wreck&quot;  &amp;amp; &quot;I got &#39;roid rage!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;- Detroit&#39;s Edgar Renteria proved a popular target for the fans tonight</description><link>http://overheardinboston.blogspot.com/2008/04/americas-game.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lyss)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30009537.post-3863128075197658942</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 Feb 2008 22:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-02T17:33:04.599-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">CVS</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Dedham</category><title>Older and wiser</title><description>Cashier 1: &quot;I think that elderly sounds older than senior citizen&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Cashier 2: &quot;I&#39;d rather be called an old lady than a senior citizen&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-overheard in CVS in Dedham</description><link>http://overheardinboston.blogspot.com/2008/02/older-and-wiser.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lyss)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30009537.post-581760148356234073</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Jan 2008 01:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-28T20:32:30.807-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&quot;I&#39;m going to start charging for the view.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-patient in the ER curtain area next to my roommate when yet another doctor asked to see the problem area, which was located where the sun really don&#39;t shine</description><link>http://overheardinboston.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-going-to-start-charging-for-view.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lyss)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30009537.post-8270718383076236387</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Jan 2008 02:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-17T21:36:09.102-05:00</atom:updated><title>Hairy situation on the Orange Line</title><description>&quot;Hair fallin&#39; out in chunks. That ain&#39;t stress... That is a HAIR MALFUNCTION!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-loud Orange Line passenger on his cellphone (overheard by my boyfriend during his evening commute home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;(He arrived home and the first thing he said was &quot;I have something you should post on Overheard in Boston!&quot;)&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://overheardinboston.blogspot.com/2008/01/hairy-situation-on-orange-line.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lyss)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30009537.post-1802225641527873201</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 Dec 2007 00:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-28T19:24:01.841-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">&quot;fast food&quot;</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Boston</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">lunch</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">McDonald&#39;s</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">suburbs</category><title>Food frenzy</title><description>&quot;... 3 sandwiches, fries, and 3 Happy Meals... a whole truckload of food here... &quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-manager at a suburban McDonald&#39;s that was crawling with kids on vacation</description><link>http://overheardinboston.blogspot.com/2007/12/food-frenzy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lyss)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30009537.post-5358421458660170560</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Nov 2007 00:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-11T19:12:20.532-05:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&quot;There&#39;s this movie, &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Big&lt;/span&gt;, with Tom Hanks. And it&#39;s like... old.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-one young man to his friend in the Newbury Comics in Harvard Square</description><link>http://overheardinboston.blogspot.com/2007/11/theres-this-movie-big-with-tom-hanks.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lyss)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30009537.post-2150458040049628318</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Oct 2007 00:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-24T20:07:48.813-04:00</atom:updated><title>Shopper&#39;s paradise</title><description>&quot;...and all this shopping in Boston. Imagine that!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-woman to her male companion as they strolled through Downtown Crossing</description><link>http://overheardinboston.blogspot.com/2007/10/shoppers-paradise.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lyss)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30009537.post-5337812004644186581</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Oct 2007 09:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-24T17:04:18.963-04:00</atom:updated><title>Wait, who?</title><description>Two women walking in Copley Square:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First woman: Yeah, John Kerry was pro-choice when he was governor, but now he&#39;s suddenly anti-choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second woman: Seriously. It&#39;s so frustrating.</description><link>http://overheardinboston.blogspot.com/2007/10/wait-who.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (eeka)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30009537.post-5347954063727003365</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Jul 2007 00:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-24T20:41:07.097-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">overheard</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">politics</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">president</category><title>Politcally incorrect?</title><description>&quot;I wish they&#39;d just make him President already. Then maybe Barak Obama would finally shut up.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;- nail salon patron, Franklin, MA</description><link>http://overheardinboston.blogspot.com/2007/07/politcally-incorrect.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lyss)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30009537.post-747164635556078731</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Jun 2007 02:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-06-10T22:31:12.577-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Brookline</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">city life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Jesus</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">police</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">religion</category><title>Trader Joe&#39;s may not love Jesus</title><description>&quot;You do see why the customers might feel threatened or harassed when they enter or leave the store and you&#39;re shouting at them about Jesus... and why they complained to the staff, who had to call us...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Brookline police officer to Jesus enthusiast outside Trader Joe&#39;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(see pictures &lt;a href=&quot;http://involuntaryslacker.blogspot.com/2007/06/brookline-police-confront-divine.html&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)</description><link>http://overheardinboston.blogspot.com/2007/06/trader-joes-may-not-love-jesus.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lyss)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30009537.post-7616439092225859924</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 May 2007 03:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-05-18T23:36:26.816-04:00</atom:updated><title>no, those aren&#39;t style points</title><description>Fenway Park scoreboard:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;SCORE THAT PLAY&lt;br /&gt;9&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young lady (whom I don&#39;t know) in seat next to mine: &quot;Another one?  Every time he catches it, they give him a 9.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- thursday night, in right-field grandstand seats, at red sox-tigers game</description><link>http://overheardinboston.blogspot.com/2007/05/no-those-arent-style-points.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ron Newman)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30009537.post-3093570804987019569</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Feb 2007 21:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-04T16:35:59.908-05:00</atom:updated><title>Sounds like a duck...</title><description>&quot;Quack quack!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Quack quack!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-woman in Pho Lemongrass, Brookline</description><link>http://overheardinboston.blogspot.com/2007/02/sounds-like-duck.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lyss)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30009537.post-7578687924170194098</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Jan 2007 18:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-19T13:40:00.717-05:00</atom:updated><title>Copy-editing MBTA signs with Sharpie can&#39;t be overheard, but this is the next-best thing...</title><description>On a green line train with a broken rollsign the other day as it pulled into Park Street:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operator, over speaker: &quot;THIS IS A HEATH STREET TRAIN. HEATH STREET. HEATH STREET. THIS IS A E. THIS IS A E. THIS IS A E.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big urban Black guy, loud enough that the whole train could hear: &quot;&lt;em&gt;An&lt;/em&gt; E.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operator: &quot;THIS TRAIN DOES NOT GO TO KENMORE OR HYNES. THIS IS A E.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy, loudly: &quot;&lt;em&gt;An&lt;/em&gt; E.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, under his breath: &quot;DAY-um.&quot; *shakes head in irritation*</description><link>http://overheardinboston.blogspot.com/2007/01/copy-editing-mbta-signs-with-sharpie.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (eeka)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30009537.post-5188726201119201062</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Dec 2006 02:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-10T21:38:39.069-05:00</atom:updated><title>Scents of Boston</title><description>&quot;...the guy behind me was smelling my hair the whole time I was on the train.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-overheard on the Silver Line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;tag_list&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Tags: &lt;span class=&quot;tags&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://technorati.com/tag/smell&quot; rel=&quot;tag&quot;&gt;smell&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://technorati.com/tag/odor&quot; rel=&quot;tag&quot;&gt;odor&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://technorati.com/tag/Boston&quot; rel=&quot;tag&quot;&gt;Boston&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://technorati.com/tag/transportation&quot; rel=&quot;tag&quot;&gt;transportation&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://technorati.com/tag/train&quot; rel=&quot;tag&quot;&gt;train&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://overheardinboston.blogspot.com/2006/12/scents-of-boston.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lyss)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30009537.post-116475091466802261</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Nov 2006 21:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-28T16:55:14.683-05:00</atom:updated><title>A shut-door policy</title><description>Coworker in hallway to other coworker: &quot;Y&#39;ever start to launch into a tirade, then you realize it&#39;s one you should have your door shut for, only you can&#39;t excuse yourself to go close the door, because, uh yeah?&quot;</description><link>http://overheardinboston.blogspot.com/2006/11/shut-door-policy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (eeka)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30009537.post-116380896223574959</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 Nov 2006 00:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-11-17T19:16:02.243-05:00</atom:updated><title>I thought I misheard... sadly, I was wrong</title><description>&quot;I&#39;d like two bagels, toasted with cream cheese, one with bacon and one with sausage.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-woman in front of me at a bagel store, asking for the grossest combo of bagel toppings I&#39;ve ever heard. My stomach turned just watching the counterperson put that order together.</description><link>http://overheardinboston.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-thought-i-misheard-sadly-i-was-wrong.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lyss)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30009537.post-116092425069436609</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Oct 2006 14:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-10-15T10:59:46.546-04:00</atom:updated><title>I&#39;m not sure you two NEED any alcohol...</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;Two young gals walking down Brighton Ave in Allston on Friday night. One says to the other:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;That&#39;s what &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;happens&lt;/span&gt; when you try to go into a bar and you&#39;re  under 21, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;ASS&lt;/span&gt;.&quot;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://overheardinboston.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-not-sure-you-two-need-any-alcohol.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (eeka)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30009537.post-116015463161483018</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Oct 2006 17:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-10-06T13:10:31.640-04:00</atom:updated><title>You make a better door than, uh, an escalator?</title><description>Woman at North Station today, after the orange line train had been taken out of service there and people poured out onto the platform and stood right there at the base of the escalator to wait for the next train, oblivious to the fact that some of us might have wanted to exit the station:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Fawk! Ya people gotta move. Da ya people not realize this is an escalatah, not a fuckin doah?&quot;</description><link>http://overheardinboston.blogspot.com/2006/10/you-make-better-door-than-uh-escalator.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (eeka)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30009537.post-115984030558748711</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Oct 2006 01:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-10-02T21:51:45.596-04:00</atom:updated><title>Frats rule!</title><description>&quot;TKE was the first party I went to...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-said by a college student with poor taste in parties at Carlo&#39;s in Allston</description><link>http://overheardinboston.blogspot.com/2006/10/frats-rule.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lyss)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30009537.post-115620195261133294</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Aug 2006 23:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-08-21T19:12:32.620-04:00</atom:updated><title>Dinnertime musings</title><description>Overheard at a tapas restaurant in Brookline:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: &quot;Why aren&#39;t you a lawyer? I mean, you like to argue and stuff...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Woman: &quot;No I don&#39;t&quot;</description><link>http://overheardinboston.blogspot.com/2006/08/dinnertime-musings.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lyss)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30009537.post-115499398548372435</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Aug 2006 23:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-08-07T19:39:45.490-04:00</atom:updated><title>A very Brady market</title><description>In Shaw&#39;s this morning. A woman calls to her three young daughters:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Marcia! Jan! C&#39;mon..... Cindy, get over here!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;tag_list&quot;&gt;Tags: &lt;span class=&quot;tags&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://technorati.com/tag/Brady+Bunch&quot; rel=&quot;tag&quot;&gt;Brady Bunch&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://technorati.com/tag/Boston&quot; rel=&quot;tag&quot;&gt;Boston&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://overheardinboston.blogspot.com/2006/08/very-brady-market.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lyss)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30009537.post-115498442743650836</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Aug 2006 20:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-08-07T17:00:27.470-04:00</atom:updated><title>Is she Asian?</title><description>&quot;Nah, dude. 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