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Police Shootings and Ninjas
I remember as a teenager, watching The World According to Garp (one of the best movies ever, by the way). And Robin Williams had his kids wearing towels like capes, and trash can lids as shields and armour. And I realized how lame my parents could be sometimes.— December 1, 2009 2:56 p.m.
Kick a Kid
What is "kick the witch"? Is that where goth kids get a boot in the behind? redsox...Wangenheim didn't just have bullies running around. I actually enjoyed the time there (although, I lived directly across the street from Challenger. it was built a few years after I graduated high school) I have a good memory, which means, remembering the good times and the bad. Although...I think most people remember their bad school experiences, no?— December 1, 2009 2:54 p.m.
Police Shootings and Ninjas
Hmmm...I think in 8th grade, I was aware that humans couldn't fly. But who knows. Had someone given me a red cape, maybe I would've tried. Anyone remember a movie called "Nunzio"? I saw it when I was 11, on HBO. A mentally challenged kid, who always thought he could fly like Superman. It had a wonderful ending, where he rescues a little girl from a burning building (and yes, he does jump out the window with her, thinking he's superman -- lucky for them firefighter safety nets!) On Jimmy Kimmel last night, he ran a segment of people that "were not ninjas", and it was an entire collection of videos, where people try to do karate chops and mess up. I swear, it was the funniest 3 minutes of video ever. At the end it said "Paid for by Ninjas."— December 1, 2009 10:58 a.m.
In Memory of
Sibohan, What a lovely and well-written piece. I like to imagine your dad is somewhere, and able to read it. He's very proud, I'm sure. Best wishes to you, during what must be a difficult time.— December 1, 2009 10:03 a.m.
Police Shootings and Ninjas
I'm not sure how he was impaled. Dani, as a kid, I used to always make nunchucks. I'd saw a broomstick up, sand it down. Drill holes in it, to attach the chain. Well...when the screws came lose, or if I just lost my grip, the chucks would go flying across the room and smack a wall. I realized that it could've smashed the window, or done an Elvis and hit the TV. And, my parents would've used what was left of the chucks, to beat the snot out of me.— December 1, 2009 9:56 a.m.
Have you had a near-death experience?
She's a girl...and she's my friend. But she's not a girlfriend.— November 30, 2009 10:50 p.m.
Who You Callin' Chicken?
Well redsox, I can understand what they mean by "addicting". It's more the logic that...you have one, why not get another one of something you love. For a woman, that might mean the dolphin she has on a shoulder, would now mean more animals on other body parts (if she's an animal lover). If it's a guy that loves heavy metal, he might have WASP across his back. But now he figured...why not have other bands on the back, and maybe a few phrases like "For Whom the Bell Tolls," with a cracked bell. I don't think people realize that, a lot of them just ends up looking messy and insane (to a lot of people).— November 30, 2009 10:47 p.m.
Party Crashing with the President, Car Crashing with Tiger
They said on CNN today, that there could be some EXTRA charged tacked on, since they were doing this as a means to make money and profit from. I'm not sure I buy that (no pun intended).— November 30, 2009 10:43 p.m.
The predator is Time...
On another note: am I the only one that didn't care for the movie Predator? All my male friends love this movie. It did absolutely nothing for me.— November 30, 2009 3:31 p.m.
The predator is Time...
Yeah Scorp, that's what I do. I side with winners. Ya know, you keep going on and on about Adam. Doth protests too much. I'm thinking maybe Adam got your juices flowin', and now you're bothered by it. I mean, really...I think it was a stupid, silly stunt. And I think it cost him a lot (cancelled appearances, some folks that won't buy the record), but who cares? It was on late night TV.— November 30, 2009 3:30 p.m.