What did I do on my birthday? Stood in the presence of 7,200 bottles of fresh craft brew. Then went back to the newsroom.
Somebody get Jack a copy editor before things go horribly wrong.
Mom, mom! Lock the doors, LOCK THE DOORS. It only takes a small freakout and nobody in the Far West End is safe!
I went home with the waitress / The way I always do / How was I to know / She was with the NCAA too
I was gambling in North Texas / I took a little risk / Send lawyers, guns and money / Dad, get me out of this
(with apologies to the roaming ghost of Warren Zevon)
The New Face of Heroin
The explosion of drugs like OxyContin has given way to a heroin epidemic ravaging the least likely corners of America - like bucolic Vermont, which has just woken up to a full-blown crisis.
Bama softball — everybody comes out to the park. #rolltide
Mac wants no part of that PC. Computers in the ’80s were fun, kids.
Not “tonight,” but “today.” You just keep on being you, Free Press ad from ‘84.
By Kris. Open up another tab and go check out http://www.explosm.net!
That Pitt logo is not 1982, #TheAmericansFX.
I see Sir Ian McKellen played the bari sax on last night’s Colbert.
About to go to bed, but YEAAAAAAAHHHHHHH! #madmen
A space heater in front of a fireplace? British move, Walking Dead. BRITISH MOVE.
Lane Pryce operating on Miss Marple mind blown.
Perd Hapley has a new show that is both new and a show!