I have this pair of jeans I love. They are perfect in almost every respect: they are comfortable, fashionable, and make me feel and look good. Their one flaw is the same as almost every piece of clothing I own—they lack decent pockets. On the front are things that look like pockets, but they aren’t. […]
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Music is one of those things in life that can stir up a lot of emotional debate. First is, of course, arguments over which musical style–Hip Hop, Country, Jazz, etc.–is best. Then there are disagreements about the best songs an artist has recorded. And then there are covers of existing songs by other artists, particularly
No reading, no television, no physical exertion or mental strain, plus no work for at least a month, possibly more–this was my prescription after I suffered my eighth concussion in six years. My neurologist told me to check back in after taking time off work and asked me to investigate disability options in case I
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My favorite web site (besides USR of course) is I Fucking Love Science. For the uninitiated, it is a site devoted to awesome new science discoveries, science jokes, and geek paraphernalia. Think of it as a rock and roll science site complete with t-shirts, jewelry, and posters. What I think is even cooler is that
I was born a nameless child. My birth certificate reads “Baby Girl Winters.” The nuns at the hospital listened to my heart through my mother’s belly and declared that since my heartbeat was slow, I was a boy. My parents had named my brothers Donald and Dean, so they knew they had to pick a
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“… the pinnacle of hyenic humor, was the hyena, the classic hyena, that hit too far back while running, would circle madly, snapping and tearing at himself, until he pulled his own intestines out, and then stood there, jerking them out and eating them with relish. “‘Fisi,’ M’Cola would say and shake his head in
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