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    <pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 08:01:00 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Chick Wit: What's this about set it, forget it?</title>
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      <description>Not only are my appliances breaking down, they're conspiring against me.
Or at least, though they claim to make my life easier, they really make it harder.</description>
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      <title>Chick Wit: Where food gets made, to disorder</title>
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      <description>If Freud had wanted to know what women want, he could have asked.&#xD;
If he'd asked me, I would have answered:</description>
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      <title>Chick Wit: Brother's soul finds a way to beat aging</title>
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      <description>I just got off the phone with Mother Mary, who's lost her mind.
Or maybe it's Scottoline birthday madness.
Let me explain.</description>
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      <title>Chick Wit: Confessions of a nut addict</title>
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      <description>Addictions sneak up on you. They lure you in, teasing you, and before you realize it, you have a craving you can't deny.</description>
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      <title>Chick Wit: Each decade, words that define a life</title>
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      <description>I think a lot about words, and I like to choose the most important words for the decades of my life.</description>
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      <title>Chick Wit: If you sweat a deadline, you're lucky</title>
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      <description>The good news is that I didn't have mange. The bad news is that I had poison sumac and a deadline.</description>
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      <title>Chick Wit: The critters return with a vengeance</title>
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      <description>It's that time of year, when nature comes too close for comfort. My spiders are back, which means that when I open the front door, they rush over the threshold, scurry into the living room, and take the good chair.</description>
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      <title>Chick Wit: New book written off by Mom</title>
      <link>http://www.philly.com/inquirer/columnists/lisa_scottoline/20090920_Chick_Wit__New_book_written_off_by_Mom.html</link>
      <description>I have big news. Not as big as a puppy or a date, but big. These columns, more than two years' worth, are going to be published as a book. The title is Why My Third Husband Will Be a Dog.</description>
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      <title>Chick Wit:</title>
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      <description>Lisa Scottoline's &amp;quot;Chick Wit&amp;quot; column does not appear today.</description>
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      <title>Chick Wit: The undoing of Mom's list of taboos</title>
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      <description>Mother Mary is visiting and daughter Francesca has come down from New York, so three generations of Scottoline women are under the same roof. Some call this a family staycation, but I call it a slow death.</description>
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