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stop blaming bush
let's talk about the real problem
by joe procopio (@jproco)
topic: sports
10.1.10 • CLASSIC

What I did to you just now was wrong, and I admit that. And even though I usually can't stand this excuse, it wasn't my fault. Blame it on the system. If I have to bend the rules and use subterfuge to get ahead in this sea of Internet noise, then so be it, because everyone else is doing it. Sure, I can be expected to operate at a huge disadvantage under rules that no one else is following and ultimately put everything I've got out there for the satisfaction of everyone except me. I can do tha

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let's make a deal?
paying a price for not paying the price
by jael mchenry (@JaelMcHenry)
topic: general
10.5.11 • CLASSIC

How many deals do we see a day, and how many do we need?

I opened one of my less-used email accounts the other day and was just floored. Somewhere along the way I got on the lists for buckets of these Groupon-type providers, and apparently they've been accruing for ages -- restaurant deals, shopping deals, drink deals, deals for classes and lessons and events and supplies. Bloomspot and Facebook deals and Swirl and some kind of random Amazon-in-your-face thing, and they just keep coming and coming.

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ten years after
was it all worth it?
by adam kraemer (@DryWryBred)
topic: writing
11.9.09 • CLASSIC

Thursday at Aspen, it turns out, is gay night. This is what we were told at the bar yesterday evening, as the last vestiges of the happy hour crowd finished up their libations and the bartender began to hang on the walls "artwork" featuring muscular men in skimpy clothing. "Really? It's gay night?" someone asks. Point to picture. "You tell me." Ironically, we were there to celebrate a friend's birthday - two weeks after it - because he'd requested that his coworkers take him somewhere other t

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love, american (movie) style
why fake love isn't enough for the fans
by michelle von euw
topic: pop culture
3.9.09 • CLASSIC

There are mysteries we all face in life that cannot be explained. Why is “Dollhouse” so bad? Why can’t the guy in 13A actually cover his mouth when he coughs, instead of infecting the entire plane with his nasty cold? Why does anyone care what Rush Limbaugh has to say about anyone? (You know if he’s talking about anyone left of Mussolini, it’s not going to be very nice. He’s been doing the same shtick for 15 years, so why get all riled up about him now?) But the one that plagues me today i

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nothing to worry about
except everything
by mike julianelle
topic: humor
4.6.09 • CLASSIC

I am going to be a miserable father. Relax. This is neither an announcement nor another installment of my ongoing series: "I Hate Your Baby." It's merely a prediction. Right now, it's 3:30 in the morning and I am wide awake, writing this column. Why? Because I'm waiting for my wife. She is currently in a rental car with two strangers, at the tail end of a middle-of-the-night drive up the eastern seaboard,all the way from Richmond, VA to NYC. Why? Because air travel is the devil. After a five-

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the bad boys of television
and why we love watching them
by tracey l. kelley (@TraceyLKelley)
topic: television
11.30.09 • CLASSIC

Periodically, entertainment magazines float out the titillating buoy title, "Bad Boys on Television!" There's a splash pictorial of hunks, usually all under age 25, shirtless, and pouty, or with wry sideways smiles and frisky forelocks loose across their foreheads. 9021-ooohh. The summer of 2009 was no exception. BuddyTV ran a "Which TV Bad Boy is Right for You?" quiz. AOL developed a slideshow featuring everyone from Spike (James Marsters of "Buffy" and "Angel") and Dr. Christian Troy (Julia

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pacino, attica & dog day afternoon
one of the greatest scenes in movie history, 35 years later
by jason gilmore (@JasonGilmore77)
topic: film
8.11.10 • CLASSIC

This month marks the 35th anniversary of the release of Sidney Lumet’s classic film, Dog Day Afternoon. In 1975, we were nearing the end of a renaissance unrivaled in American film. Hollywood studios – hopelessly out of touch with the American public throughout much of the 1960s – finally collapsed at the end of that decade. This opened the door for a young but talented band of directors, producers and actors to make iconoclastic movies that would change the landscape of cinema throughout the wo

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cleaning a dirty mouth
quitting cursing cold turkey
by jeffrey d. walker
topic: humor
10.10.11 • CLASSIC

This article is about foul language and is not appropriate for children.

For as long as I’ve been old enough to use curse words, I have. Living in New York City from 2002-2005 did little to curb this behavior. I also had one work situation that featured cursing on an often and loud basis. Overall, since my mid-twenties especially, I’ve had little need, desire, nor encouragement to curb my foul-mouthed behavior.

Fact: I have been known to shout offensive words in public places just to cause a rise, because I think it’s funny, and especially after a few drinks. Fact: Cursing earned me a awesome rear corner office at my law firm, because people in the waiting room could overhear my cursing from my original smaller office. True story. The word mentioned was fuck, by the way. Just think about that when you want your corner office.

And now, after thirty-six years, I am changing my behavior. Kind-of, sort of.

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you are on your own heroes journey
how does your protagonist find his faith?
by maigen thomas (@Maigen)
topic: pop culture
6.18.12 • CLASSIC

As an avid reader, I tend to develop love for certain genres, certain books, certain characters, certain details. About once a year I read books by my favourite authors, and I don't feel like I've completed a year properly without reading all of my favourites. Fortunately, the urge to reread those books I hold dear tends to wax and wane along with the seasons or my moods. There's always a reason to read something you love.

A lot of the books I read over and over again are, in a way, theological in nature. I would almost venture to say that they speak to me in the way I feel the Bible or Koran might speak to those people with far more specifically defined faiths. The stories I reach for repeatedly have within them the ideals I want to live my life by.

The Prophet, by Khalil Gibran, is almost a meditation for me. Heartbroken or crying, I can feel the words soothing my pain. “When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy. When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.”

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the extra notch on the cheating curve
factoring weiner's impact on fidelity
by alex b (@Lexistential)
topic: news
6.20.11 • CLASSIC

These days, everyone knows Anthony Weiner's name. Thanks to Twitter, Andrew Breitbart, and Opie & Anthony, any news-savvy person has their very own two-cent penile crack to make about the newly resigned Congressman. Is he hard-pressed for answers? Maybe he's not meant to last more than his near-twenty years in political life, and can try again in half an hour. Everyone's had a laugh at Weiner's expense, even as the jokes are wearing thinner than luxury brand lambskin condoms. Everyone except

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a part of our speech
by sarah ficke (@DameMystery)
topic: news
4.16.12 • CLASSIC

Loving: Noun
Loving begins as a noun, but not just any noun. Loving is a personal noun; it is something we experience only through the prism of ourselves. We can’t point to the source of love, diagram its location, or dissect it from our body, and yet it is there. Loving is also a noun in the stricter sense: Richard Loving, a white man born in Caroline County, Virginia, in 1933.

Loving: Verb
Loving may begin as a noun, but we know it best as a verb. We recognize love only because we see it in action: caring, sharing, laughing, kissing, touching, soothing, healing, helping, grieving. These actions can shape our lives, yet we can’t trace them to a source. Love – of nature, of creatures, of music – is a mystery in the abstract, but vibrant in reality. Something happens in your spirit, your physical heart might thump, your nerves might jitter, and suddenly that potential for love comes out into the open. That kind of spark caught Richard Loving (noun: white) and Mildred Jeter (noun: black) and whirled them into action. They were loving each other, and – as it always does – that love was shaping their lives.

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the 2008 beer in review
a look at the year in suds
by erik lars myers (@TopFermented)
topic: pop culture
12.22.08 • CLASSIC

What a year for beer. Both the business and the beverage have seen spectacular things happen in 2008, from the birth of the world's largest brewer, Anheuser-Busch InBev, to the death of Zima and one of craft beer's evangelists. Beer has watched the economy tank around it and proved itself to be recession-proof. Finally, with the holidays only days away, beer has shown that it really is for every time of year. Big Brew Stop me if you've heard this one: Q: Why is American beer like making l

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slimed by digital ectoplasm
by jeff miller (@jmillerboston)
topic: pop culture
3.14.12 • CLASSIC

Man, I've worked with some really fantastic people. People I'm proud to call friends 20 years later; folks I hope to know for many years to come. Others, despite our natural chemistry and the sharing of a thousand pizzas and coffees and cigarettes (I've since quit), I keep only in my memory, for whatever inexplicable reasons people have for maintaining distance in the face of friendship.

But then sometimes – and it's a fortunate rarity – there are people I just want to forget completely. Inevitable adversaries that've had such an ill effect on my psyche, I not only want them out of my life, I want any residual smears of negative energy they’ve left in my airspace GONE. FOREVER. The idea that they might irrevocably occupy some part of my brain is not only depressing, it’s offensive. All I want is for their memory to just...peter away, down the drain of my subconscious, and with any luck...poof! Gone.

“TOO BAD!” say Facebook, Linkedin, and Twitter.

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re: irrussistible
I am not going to read it this time. I do and I just cannot pull myself together to comment. It is a beautiful tribute. I am very glad that you wro...

re: guns don't kill people....
Can we please find a way to heal and protect? I NEWTOWN, Conn. (AP) — A man opened fire Friday inside two classrooms at the Connecticut elementary sc...

re: a year without netflix
I would expect that and especially Netflix. Marketing, baby. They're spending zillions to get new subscribers....

re: everybody poops
What a bunch of crap! :-D Sorry. I tried to let it pass. Butt I'm weak. [edited]...

re: you are on your own heroes journey
Too short. Sigh. Thanks Maigen. I just miss him. I am glad that I can find people who cared deeply for him here. He had such good friends here!...


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