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What do American Idol and poetry slam have in common? A little bit of irony to set it up first. As a kid, I was notorious for always being late. Not a few minutes late, either, but often an hour or more. Because my mother was pretty strict, I knew 5 minutes was as bad

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Today’s navel-gazing missive about the meaning of life and the fallacy of the American Dream will be pre-empted for in-the-moment coverage of some late-breaking news: my main man Eric Guerrieri is leaving town. 🙁 He just called me a little while ago with the news that he’s moving to Colorado…in two weeks! It’s a great,

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They always say time changes things, but you actually have to change them yourself. –Andy Warhol Thanks to the new and improved Blogger, say goodbye to the angry pumpkin and welcome pragmatic idealism! Kind of like the sad women on The Swan, the changes here are all cosmetic; the ugly “insides” remain. Unlike their nose

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Pumpkin Seeds: Survivor Edition

1. Call me a sap but last night’s Survivor catapulted the show back to the top of my favorites list. Rob proposing to Amber, before the winner was declared, was one of the coolest TV moments ever. EVER! 2. There was more drama, humor and energy in last night’s three-hour finale than in the last

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Between my internet connection at work being screwy all day and Blogspot.com seemingly on the blink, the post I started writing earlier was lost. It was about the difference between Batman and Superman and a comment director Wolfgang Petersen made about it. Petersen was apparently attached to a Batman vs. Superman movie that was scrapped

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This is for Bassey

Dear you, Since mid-1997, the New York City poetry slam scene has been more or less at the center of my life. Though more right-of-center these days, and considerably less significant in the bigger picture, there’s two things I will always cherish about the experience: founding a little bit louder, and the Friends I’ve made.

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What’s worse? A) An asshole boss who is extremely good at his job. B) A nice boss who doesn’t know shit about her job. It’s a tough call but I’ll have to take option C: C) I work for one and my wife works for the other. Headed to the gym to work out the

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You’re a Dialogue/Character Writer! What kind of writer are you? brought to you by Quizilla

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Fun with Merriam-Webster. con-tra-vene : The feeling that life is moving too slow and your kids are growing up too fast. sur-re-al-is-tic: Your mother telling your wife about finding the lingerie catalogs you used to hoard as a teenager, believing it’s true but not really remembering it happening. stul-ti-fy: Between louderARTS and Urbana’s combined 17

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Politics of Video Games

Trust Omar to find the good stuff. Bloglines is the shiznit! Not only can I monitor the blogs I read regularly from one place – a la LiveJournal’s Friends list, without the creepy “Friend me” angle – but it lets me monitor other blog-like sites I check regularly, including Wizards’ D&D pages, Craigslist-ings, Snopes.com and

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