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JAKKS Pacific Secures TV Games License for Tecmo Bowl

Nero Fiddles While Rome Burns

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BostonHerald.com - Local / Regional News: Flames engulf Fung Wah bus in Connecticut

Chinatown bus bursts into flames. What will people looking for a cheap way to get to New York for some long distance loving do now?

Quarters From Hell

Impressive!

Quarters From Hell

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Writing a good movie review is easy. Reading someone go on and on about breathtaking scenery and effective mise-en-scene is really quite boring. Give me a bad review any day. Nothing gets my heart thumping like a one star review. This is where the movie reviewer makes his money. It is hard to come up with a bunch of ways to say something sucks. Here is a collection of Ebert's most hated movies

Evolution vs. Religion - Quit pretending they're compatible. By Jacob Weisberg

Evolution vs. Religion - Quit pretending they're compatible. By Jacob Weisberg

AlterNet: Weird Science on the Religious Right

A must read. If only to find out that christians love Hooked on Phonics.

AlterNet: Weird Science on the Religious Right

Oddjack Cultural Oddsmaker: Wild on Tara! : Oddjack

Oddjack Cultural Oddsmaker: Wild on Tara! : Oddjack

Bishop Moore catcher tops in baseball

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Big Men Stretching - Quarterbacks who do yoga and the journalists who love them. By Neal Pollack

I thought yoga was for girls, blah blah blah. Wasn't there a Brady Bunch episode where Too-Tall Jones does ballet or something.

Big Men Stretching - Quarterbacks who do yoga and the journalists who love them. By Neal Pollack

ESPN.com - NCF - Blue Ribbon preview: Notre Dame

Real good preview of the irish. Hurry it will only be free for this week.

ESPN.com - NCF - Blue Ribbon preview: Notre Dame

Cliff's tale of woe

There was a time when those plans were very much being made by Cliff Hendricks, whose story acts as a dire final warning to anyone still under the impression that being in a signed band is the end of all your problems. In the fall of 2001, Hendricks was just another bass-player dreaming of rock stardom. It was a dream somewhat at odds with the fact that his job as a tech support worker wasn't even paying him enough to allow the 25 year old to move out of his parents house in Florida. Then he successfully auditioned for Course of Nature, an Alabama-based, Creed-ish band who had just recorded their debut for the Lava/Atlantic label. Shortly after joining the band, they had a minor hit with their song Caught In the Sun, and Hendricks found his dream become a reality.

"It was awesome, he tells Blender. It was rags to riches overnight. I spent a lot of money. We all did. All the clothes you thought were cool, all of a sudden you can buy them."

But the band's album never really took off. Something, it seemed, was wrong. And before long the rest of the band had come to the conclusion that that something was Hendricks, whom they fired at a band meeting in May 2002. The split was relatively friendly and Hendricks even agreed to play a couple of more shows while a replacement was found. But, less than a year after leaving his old room at his parents home, Hendricks found himself right back there again.


"That was super-miserable, man," Hendricks says. "I had some money left over, and I just got wasted every night till about 5 in the morning. Then I would just lie in bed and think miserable thoughts. Most of my good friends from school I'm not friends with anymore because they saw you on Carson Daly or saw you play a show and pick up four women at once and they're jealous. That's a shitty, shitty part.

Hendricks eventually moved out of his parents home, but with the money gone, he began looking for work. It hasn't been easy to find. I'm sending out resumes and stuff right now, he says."It's hard, though. When you're on tour, you lose tenure in the workplace."

Hendricks says he doesn't regret the experience, and still dreams about playing music for a living. "But after awhile, you've just got to resign yourself to your fate," he says. "And that fate is, you're basically fucked."

Boxplow

This is Jason Aring's new band.

Boxplow

Sexual slang - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

The definitive list.

Sexual slang - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Yahoo! Sports - MLB - Mariners: The Art of Baseball: Chatting it up on the field

Long, I mean really long, about talking it up on the diamond.

Yahoo! Sports - MLB - Mariners: The Art of Baseball: Chatting it up on the field

So You'd Like to... Become a Tea Connoisseur? (Part 1: The Basics)

Amazon.com: So You'd Like to... Become a Tea Connoisseur? (Part 1: The Basics)

RollingStone.com:The Grateful Dead :Dead Come Alive on Box: News

Deadheads rejoice as the band finds new ways to squeeze money out of them.

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Summer in the City: 'Pirates' raid bars in hunt for treasure

Hello we are dorks would you please beat us senseless , Arrrrr!

New York Daily News - Home - Peg leg pub crawl

Notre Dame will be back

And quite frankly, we have Stephen A. Smith to thank for that.

The L Magazine

Okay Jack, you have to take me to the Shake Shack now.


The L Magazine

Epiphany

I am a Buccaneers fan. Because the Bucs are my team I have, on occasion, had heated arguments with people about my team. These arguments have usually concerned two players in particular: Warren Sapp and Keyshawn Johnson. I was always a staunch defender of both.

When Sapp would mouth off I always was the one defending him. When he made his infamous hit on Chad Clifton and subsequently called out the Packers coach ("Put a jersey on!") I said it was okay. When he showed up to camp thirty pounds overweight to camp every year I said he would play himself into shape. When I was in attendance at a Bucs game, and Warren ran through the opposing teams pre-game stretch, I felt he was totally justified in doing that. Was I blinded by my allegiance to the Pewter Pirates or was this truly behavior that I would condone from any other player?

Keyshawn? I once got into a heated argument with a friend. In this argument I laid out a pretty convincing case for Keyshawn being the best possession receiver in the history of the league. When Keyshawn bullied his quarterback to throw him the damn ball I felt like he was well within the bounds. When he yelled at his coach on the sidelines I appreciated his firedup attitude. Once again, were my fond memories of Bucco Bruce making me see things?

I did not know for sure until recently. I walked into Buccaneer Heaven, the largest retail store for Buccaneer apparel in the Tampa area. I was looking for a new jersey for my two year old son to wear. He had recently outgrown the Derrick Brooks my dad had bought for him, and I was looking for a new Caddilac jersey. I asked the lady at the front if they had the new Carnell Williams jersey in a small size. She told me that the news one would not be in until September, but there were some old players jerseys in the back for fifty percent off. So I go back and look at the rack and all that I find are surplus Sapp and Keyshawn jerseys. At first I thought at fifty percent off this could be a great deal. Then, I looked down at my son and thought of the day that he might ask me, "Who is this guy on my back?" In my head I looked back on all the trashtalking, grandstanding, and me first attitude about those guys and realized I didn't want my kid with their name on his back.

That was it. My epiphany. Those guys were dicks, and I just loved my team too much to realize it. I apologize to anyone that had to endure my Keyshawn/greatest possession receiver ever argument. I have put my Sapp bobble-head up on e-bay. My only regret is that they did not have a John Lynch jersey on the rack.

Orlando-area roads among nation's most deadly

It's third behind NASHVILLE! Suck it Nash-Vegas!

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