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The Upstairs Basement: news of the weird
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Chopping lettuce on the cutting edge. Friday, January 14, 2005. News of the weird. One could expect to see this story upcoming in Fried has given a popular 55-minute presentation, "The Secret of a Happy Life," at the school's career day the past three years. He counsels students to experiment with a variety of interests until they discover something they love and excel in. But school principal Joseph Di Salvo said Fried may not be back next year. That stripping advice wasn't the only thing that riled par...
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The Upstairs Basement: October 2004
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Chopping lettuce on the cutting edge. Friday, October 29, 2004. I watch more TV than I like to admit. I use to watch TV minimally, and didn’t have cable (digital cable nonetheless) until last year. Now, I have to make a concerted effort to keep it off rather than an effort to turn it on. Watching television (and too much of it) last night, I wondered about the programming- the stories. What are we watching nowadays? Or Do you remember what she was wearing? Yet, these stories, in retrospect, seem qualitat...
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The Upstairs Basement: January 2007
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Chopping lettuce on the cutting edge. Monday, January 29, 2007. Used Car for Sale. 1995 Nissan Altima. Black exterior, grey cloth interior. 4 cyl. 82K. power windows/locks. new brakes, alternator/battery/ 2 tires. cassette/radio. Insp. due in May. Needs some work, but should run for another 75k or so. $1000 or best offer. Email platypusjones at yahoo.com with used car in subject. Posted by platypus jones at 1:14 PM. Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, United States. View my complete profile. Used Car for Sale.
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The Upstairs Basement: giving thanks
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Chopping lettuce on the cutting edge. Wednesday, November 24, 2004. Things for which I am thankful this holiday season:. Fundamentalism, of any kind. The PATRIOT Act (those kids who never had a chance to burn a draft card can now burn their library cards! Deep debt and deficit spending. The McGriddle breakfast sandwich. Okay, enough cynicism. Here is what I am really thankful for this holiday season:. Ben Roethlisberger and the Pittsburgh Steelers. A comfy new mattress. The Chelsea Grille Happy Hour.
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The Hairy Eyeball
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Now with more angst! SORT OF LIKE VOMITING. But without all the little pieces of food in my beard. At least, that's what I'm expecting from this post, as it has been far too long since my last visit to this confessional. I won't apologize, since I'm really not sorry. It's not that I had nothing to say, rather I had no desire to say it. SO with that, on with the show. If I had to do it all over again, I wouldn't. Posted by Curt @ 3:10 PM. Go and tell me all about it. Comments: Post a Comment.
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The Upstairs Basement: no, it will not...
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Chopping lettuce on the cutting edge. Thursday, December 23, 2004. No, it will not. From the LA Times:. The National Institutes of Health: Public Servant or Private Marketer? Doctors have long relied on the NIH to set medical standards. But with its researchers accepting fees and stock from drug companies, will that change? Dr Marcia Angell, the former editor of the New England Journal of Medicine (. Posted by platypus jones at 9:43 AM. Although I must admit I do like a McGriddle on a rare occasion.).
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The Upstairs Basement: November 2004
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Chopping lettuce on the cutting edge. Tuesday, November 30, 2004. PS might be a typo, but not sure what Stephen Breyer means when he says something about "tomato children affecting Boston." hmmmm. JUSTICE SANDRA DAY O'CONNOR: "As I understand it, if California's law applies, then none of this homegrown or medical-use marijuana will be on any interstate market. And it is in the area of something traditionally regulated by states.". RANDY BARNETT, representing two ill California women: "If you accept the g...
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The Hairy Eyeball
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Now with more angst! WELL, MICK DID STUDY ECONOMICS. But still, this. Really has to nauseate you. ANYONE who would see the stones on tour in this day and age, had better be:. 1 Signifigantly older than me. 2 Feeling bummed about missing them on tour EVERY previous chance they may have had. 3 Recovering from blunt force head trauma. But you are THE ROLLING FUCKING STONES - you have a history, a back catalog to die for, and you pimp financial services and cars for the upper-middle class? Shaken, not stirred.
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The Upstairs Basement: January 2005
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Chopping lettuce on the cutting edge. Friday, January 14, 2005. News of the weird. One could expect to see this story upcoming in Fried has given a popular 55-minute presentation, "The Secret of a Happy Life," at the school's career day the past three years. He counsels students to experiment with a variety of interests until they discover something they love and excel in. But school principal Joseph Di Salvo said Fried may not be back next year. That stripping advice wasn't the only thing that riled par...
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The Upstairs Basement: balls
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Chopping lettuce on the cutting edge. Friday, November 12, 2004. So i'm driving to work this morning after waking up later than than usual. i come to a stoplight not far from my house. still dreary with sleep, i turn my attention to the street corner, look to the ground, and see a blue ball nestled near a sewer. immediately it comes to me, again:. The Ball Poem, by John Berryman. What is the boy now, who has lost his ball,. What, what is he to do? I saw it go. Merrily bouncing, down the street, and then.
