<?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-9182809752194099266</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:00:09.068-08:00</updated><category term='Satire'/><category term='sarcasm'/><category term='Romance'/><category term='Post cards'/><category term='Literature'/><category term='classic humor'/><category term='Snark Literature'/><category term='National Lampoon'/><category term='humor'/><category term='high school humor'/><title type='text'>Snark Lit</title><subtitle type='html'>Got Snark Lit?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.snarklit.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182809752194099266/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.snarklit.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ms. Snark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09923063178474045441</uri><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>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9182809752194099266.post-3046860380007907788</id><published>2007-09-11T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T14:48:37.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Forget September 11, 2001</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZvgwtXp8MxY/RucFJhjMoJI/AAAAAAAAAEg/amr-0l2gchs/s320/911photo+small--sketch+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZvgwtXp8MxY/RucFJhjMoJI/AAAAAAAAAEg/amr-0l2gchs/s320/911photo+small--sketch+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9182809752194099266-3046860380007907788?l=www.snarklit.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.snarklit.com/feeds/3046860380007907788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9182809752194099266&amp;postID=3046860380007907788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182809752194099266/posts/default/3046860380007907788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182809752194099266/posts/default/3046860380007907788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.snarklit.com/2007/09/never-forget-september-11-2001.html' title='Never Forget September 11, 2001'/><author><name>Ms. Snark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09923063178474045441</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZvgwtXp8MxY/RucFJhjMoJI/AAAAAAAAAEg/amr-0l2gchs/s72-c/911photo+small--sketch+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9182809752194099266.post-426505420553080641</id><published>2007-06-22T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T21:04:35.267-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post cards'/><title type='text'>Old Post Card From the Edge?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZvgwtXp8MxY/RnyU7E379cI/AAAAAAAAACY/VuvyYvSpiBM/s1600-h/Lover%27s+Postcard+Front--June+2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079098222408627650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZvgwtXp8MxY/RnyU7E379cI/AAAAAAAAACY/VuvyYvSpiBM/s320/Lover%27s+Postcard+Front--June+2007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZvgwtXp8MxY/RnyVCU379dI/AAAAAAAAACg/HzSBvM9FX9M/s1600-h/Lover%27s+Postcard+Back--June+2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079098346962679250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZvgwtXp8MxY/RnyVCU379dI/AAAAAAAAACg/HzSBvM9FX9M/s320/Lover%27s+Postcard+Back--June+2007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My goodness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not usually collect old post cards, but this one from April 1914 caught my eye and intrigued me, so I coughed up 50 cents:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;--------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To The One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-----------------&lt;/span&gt;I Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;----------&lt;/span&gt;In the spring a young man's fancy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-------------&lt;/span&gt;Lightly turns to thoughts of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do believe that the young Mary and Hugo were setting up an assignation, to take place in Fremont, Ohio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dashed-off handwritten message:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;--------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will come to Fremont tomorrow afternoon on the train if I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;--------&lt;/span&gt;don't get any other chance. Meet me at Sucy's (?) tomorrow &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;--------&lt;/span&gt;evening.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-------------------------&lt;/span&gt;Mary. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder if Mary ever made it to Fremont? Or did the United States Post Office fail the two lovers and star-crossed their plans by flubbing up the mail delivery? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This fragile piece of cardboard, obviously saved all these years, is now in my hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not quite sure what to do with it. I have thought about Googling Hugo Wasserman to see what I find.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Burning question: Did Mary marry Hugo? Or were they married to others?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll never know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ms. Snark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZvgwtXp8MxY/RnyVCU379dI/AAAAAAAAACg/HzSBvM9FX9M/s1600-h/Lover%27s+Postcard+Back--June+2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9182809752194099266-426505420553080641?l=www.snarklit.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.snarklit.com/feeds/426505420553080641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9182809752194099266&amp;postID=426505420553080641' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182809752194099266/posts/default/426505420553080641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182809752194099266/posts/default/426505420553080641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.snarklit.com/2007/06/old-post-card-from-edge.html' title='Old Post Card From the Edge?'/><author><name>Ms. Snark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09923063178474045441</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZvgwtXp8MxY/RnyU7E379cI/AAAAAAAAACY/VuvyYvSpiBM/s72-c/Lover%27s+Postcard+Front--June+2007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9182809752194099266.post-4507257115841817897</id><published>2007-06-21T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T12:42:43.287-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='National Lampoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snark Literature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sarcasm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Satire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classic humor'/><title type='text'>Snark Alert! National Lampoon 1964 High School Yearbook: Blast from the Past</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZvgwtXp8MxY/RnrQJU379UI/AAAAAAAAABY/nSXa2tIvKpk/s1600-h/National+Lampoon+1964+Yearbook+Flipside+small-June+2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078600388454380866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px" height="250" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZvgwtXp8MxY/RnrQJU379UI/AAAAAAAAABY/nSXa2tIvKpk/s320/National+Lampoon+1964+Yearbook+Flipside+small-June+2007.jpg" width="174" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZvgwtXp8MxY/RnrKCk379SI/AAAAAAAAABI/mZPHZStXJbU/s1600-h/National+Lampoon+1964+Yearbook+small-June+2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078593675420497186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px" height="271" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZvgwtXp8MxY/RnrKCk379SI/AAAAAAAAABI/mZPHZStXJbU/s320/National+Lampoon+1964+Yearbook+small-June+2007.jpg" width="187" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know if the notorious (at least by 1974 standards) yearbook qualifies as literature, but it's a must-read snark classic. Any time I feel down and out, I whip this classic out and reread. Never fails: I crack up--depression gone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It retains a permanent home on my nightstand and over the years has made several moves with me around the country. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These photos are scans from my own personal copy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ORIGINAL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NOT FOR SALE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DON'T EVEN ASK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My ex-husband gave this to me for Christmas 1974; we have since divorced, both remarried to others. My copy has my old last name and address (where my ex still lives, so I had better not lose my copy!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see that Amazon sells the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/National-Lampoon-1964-School-Yearbook/dp/1590710576/"&gt;39th anniversary edition&lt;/a&gt;. If you have ever gone to high school, you'll identify and identify with the archetypes, albeit from the 1964 and 1974 perspective. If you can't snag a copy of the original, the anniversary issue may be an option.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best wishes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ms. Snark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9182809752194099266-4507257115841817897?l=www.snarklit.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.snarklit.com/feeds/4507257115841817897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9182809752194099266&amp;postID=4507257115841817897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182809752194099266/posts/default/4507257115841817897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182809752194099266/posts/default/4507257115841817897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.snarklit.com/2007/06/snark-alert-national-lampoon-1964-high.html' title='Snark Alert! National Lampoon 1964 High School Yearbook: Blast from the Past'/><author><name>Ms. Snark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09923063178474045441</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZvgwtXp8MxY/RnrQJU379UI/AAAAAAAAABY/nSXa2tIvKpk/s72-c/National+Lampoon+1964+Yearbook+Flipside+small-June+2007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9182809752194099266.post-8072915609356728830</id><published>2007-05-23T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T15:02:38.285-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snark Literature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Literature'/><title type='text'>Snark Lit Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZvgwtXp8MxY/RlUgCti92lI/AAAAAAAAAAU/CQGZLHPVpLI/s1600-h/The+Hunting+of+the+Snark+Cover+2_Lewis+Carroll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067992186633443922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZvgwtXp8MxY/RlUgCti92lI/AAAAAAAAAAU/CQGZLHPVpLI/s320/The+Hunting+of+the+Snark+Cover+2_Lewis+Carroll.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ms. Snark has developed this blog so that readers can submit their opinions on and reviews of their favorite "Snark Lit" books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is "Snark Lit"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Snark Lit book is slighty to over-the-top snide, satirical, and/or sarcastic; however, Snark Lit must also be funny and &lt;em&gt;important&lt;/em&gt;. The original Snark Lit classic is Lewis Carroll's &lt;em&gt;The Hunting of the Snark&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A book description on Amazon notes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's a Snark! '&lt;em&gt;...for whatever else can it be?’ Published on April Fools' Day in 1876, Lewis Carroll's The Hunting of the Snark remains one of the most amusing and bizarre works of modern verse. Carroll, who completed this classic poem eleven years after the publication of Alice in Wonderland, invites readers along on a fictitious hunt to determine who—or what—the Snark actually is..." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Annotated-Hunting-Snark-Lewis-Carroll/dp/0393062422/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/104-9734175-4181517?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;qid=1179983022&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;em&gt;See &lt;strong&gt;Amazon&lt;/strong&gt; for more details&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is one of your fave Snark Lit books???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e-mail your Snark Lit review to &lt;a href="mailto:MsSnark2@gmail.com"&gt;Ms. Snark&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will publish my favorites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Snark&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9182809752194099266-8072915609356728830?l=www.snarklit.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.snarklit.com/feeds/8072915609356728830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9182809752194099266&amp;postID=8072915609356728830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182809752194099266/posts/default/8072915609356728830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9182809752194099266/posts/default/8072915609356728830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.snarklit.com/2007/05/snark-lit-blog.html' title='Snark Lit Blog'/><author><name>Ms. Snark</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09923063178474045441</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZvgwtXp8MxY/RlUgCti92lI/AAAAAAAAAAU/CQGZLHPVpLI/s72-c/The+Hunting+of+the+Snark+Cover+2_Lewis+Carroll.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
