<?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-26802759</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:01:04.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Bakersfield woman's blog to mankind</title><subtitle type='html'>The single woman's motto: "So... you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul..."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matildakay.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26802759/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matildakay.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Peter</name><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>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26802759.post-114583072924917563</id><published>2005-09-23T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T15:18:49.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing new local blog family members and what’s up with all the blog spamming?</title><summary type='text'>It’s been a while since I talked about local blogs. I haven’t mentioned that there are some new bloggers in town I’ve been reading and have added to my blog family… so let’s take a moment and meet the new bloggers in town.Local celebrity musician Cesareo Garasa of bands Karmahitlist, Rocky Nash and Mento Buru has started his own blog. He reflects about the music scene from within its very core </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26802759/posts/default/114583072924917563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26802759/posts/default/114583072924917563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matildakay.blogspot.com/2005/09/introducing-new-local-blog-family.html' title='Introducing new local blog family members and what’s up with all the blog spamming?'/><author><name>Peter</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26802759.post-114583077617858919</id><published>2005-09-22T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T15:19:36.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A door’s eye view of the Hurricane Katrina Benefit show</title><summary type='text'>“Heelllooo.” I said sleepily into the phone Sunday morning.“Hi Girly!” My ex-mother-in-law’s sweet voice sang in my ears.After two weeks of trying to reach her by phone, she finally got through to let me know that they were ok. I had written her an email asking her to call me. She was driving from Texas back to their home in Gulfport Mississippi-- what was left of their home anyway. My </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26802759/posts/default/114583077617858919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26802759/posts/default/114583077617858919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matildakay.blogspot.com/2005/09/doors-eye-view-of-hurricane-katrina.html' title='A door’s eye view of the Hurricane Katrina Benefit show'/><author><name>Peter</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26802759.post-114583080180433771</id><published>2005-09-19T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T15:20:01.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Punk Art at the not so empty Empty Space</title><summary type='text'>Saturday evening I went down to the Empty Space to see Los Angeles artist and musician Michael Biagiotti’s art exhibit: I Got the Shakes and his band Drowse. His urban punk rock attitude influenced oil paintings were bold, colorful, abstract, and beautiful. I wanted one. But art wasn’t in my budget this month. I did get to buy a smaller print version of my favorite piece Radiate Love and took a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26802759/posts/default/114583080180433771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26802759/posts/default/114583080180433771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matildakay.blogspot.com/2005/09/punk-art-at-not-so-empty-empty-space.html' title='Punk Art at the not so empty Empty Space'/><author><name>Peter</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26802759.post-114583094102506818</id><published>2005-09-17T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T15:22:21.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Story of the $3.00 bracelet, White Stripes and a beardless Jimmy Holliday at Borders</title><summary type='text'>Most nights I have trouble sleeping. My sleep pattern has been messed up for a while now. My sleep deprivation stems from many many nights spent sitting up all night, every night, waiting for a husband to come home that didn’t come home anymore. Since then… sleep eludes me. On one of these particular sleepless nights not too long ago, I was writing on my laptop and watching country music videos. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26802759/posts/default/114583094102506818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26802759/posts/default/114583094102506818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matildakay.blogspot.com/2005/09/story-of-300-bracelet-white-stripes.html' title='The Story of the $3.00 bracelet, White Stripes and a beardless Jimmy Holliday at Borders'/><author><name>Peter</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26802759.post-114583098468961660</id><published>2005-09-13T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T15:23:04.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not a Techy</title><summary type='text'>I’m not a Techy. Not an electronic techy nor a computer techy, an automobile techy or any kind of techy at all. I’m what you would call ‘techy challenged’.For the life of me I could never hook up the TV, DVD, VCR, Cable box and Stereo and make them all communicate and work together. I can’t even program the VCR to record while I’m gone. Forget TiVo I haven’t even attempted that yet. I do well </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26802759/posts/default/114583098468961660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26802759/posts/default/114583098468961660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matildakay.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-not-techy.html' title='I&apos;m not a Techy'/><author><name>Peter</name><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></entry></feed>
