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BALDERDASH wars!!!
Balderdash is a fun game. But there are so many better ones: Taboo and Scattegories, to name a few. Also Scorp, you're wrong about Black Friday. I used to think that more women did all that shopping. Especially after they trampled that poor security guard at Wal Mart a few years back. But on the news, I often see MOSTLY MEN, in line at the places like Best Buy, hoping to get some electronical equipment at discounted prices.— November 25, 2009 4:42 p.m.
The Blood Blog -- The Chargers Blood Drive
I've given a few gallons to the Red Cross, but have read a few things about the organization I didn't care for, so...I stick with the Blood Bank now. I had a typo. It was supposed to be "had" not "hate" for the Rice Krispie Treats. And, they were the ones they sell packaged, so they're all sealed up.— November 25, 2009 8:52 a.m.
Bonus Blog: Adam Lambert on the AMAs
Cuddle...thanks for posting exactly what he said. Now that I read that, I realize what his point was a bit more clearly. I initially thought that he was just implying that the backlash of his actions, was some sort of double-standard.— November 24, 2009 11:51 p.m.
Democrats elect PALIN!!!
Scorp, You seem to be getting all riled up, and throwing all your things together and not making much sense. There's a big difference between gay people wanted the right to get married and enjoying those benefits...and people not wanting to watch Adam simulate sex on TV. And you can't imply ALL homosexuals act this way, just as all heterosexuals don't act like Madonna, Paris Hilton, Britney Spears, Charlie Sheen, or any other idiotic heterosexual celebrity that has done something goofy.— November 24, 2009 11:47 p.m.
The Breakfast Club
I'm not sure what Talls thinks is so unrealistic about Breakfast Club. I remember times in high school, when the classes had seating charts. I had to sit next to this one guy (who later did hardcore jail time). He was a gang member, in the Mesa Verde Flats in Mira Mesa. Wore a flannel shirt, hairnet, and was downright scary. But me and the folks sitting near him, all got along well. Because, when you throw kids into a room, most often they will find common interests -- whether that's hobbies, or griping about the folks. Lord of the Flies is the opposite extreme of throwing kids together. But what made THAT believable, is the fact that it was an island. You throw the fears and survival instincts, and juvenile logic...it was a recipe for disaster. Now, I did have a problem with a few of the relationships that developed in Breakfast Club. One day wouldn't be enough time for those couples to be so into each other. And if it was, the dialogue would have to be there for that to be the case. And nothing they said to each other, would warrant these feelings. Sure, Molly Ringwald could have sympathy for the rebel...but enough to want to make-out with him? Maybe a stretch, but hardly something you can claim is "completely unrealistic."— November 24, 2009 11:42 p.m.
San Diego Coalition of Reason
Fred, The folks that flash their headlights at the red light, and think it turned green because of this, are just as stupid as a person thinking Jesus helped him out. Also, I didn't say I WASN'T argumentative. My point was that you said "I like arguing." I don't. I just do, because, well...people are always wrong about things.— November 24, 2009 11:34 p.m.
The Blood Blog -- The Chargers Blood Drive
Oh yeah...and they didn't have donuts. I asked what the deal was (I'm so Homer Simpson). They said "With the swine flu, we didn't want people touching other peoples donuts and stuff." So I hate a couple Rice Krispie Treats.— November 24, 2009 9:56 p.m.
The Pyramid Scheme
That movie started out okay, but when downhill fast. My favorite Cage movie was Fast Times at Ridgemont High (billed as Nicolas Coppola, his real name). A few of his scenes were cut out, and I think you only see him briefly in the kitchen.— November 24, 2009 9:51 p.m.
Bonus Blog: Adam Lambert on the AMAs
Robert, you know what's funny about one of your points? You said the morning time is when kids are watching TV. You said "they're watching cartoons." Well, if they're watching cartoons, how can they watch Adam perform on whatever morning show it is? And Grant...I'll gladly give $5,000 to one of your animal charities, as I said in a previous blog, if I'm robert (or any other poster on here). As long as you're willing to give $100 to the charity of my choice, when proven wrong. If that challenge is worth it to you, I'll set the ball rolling in how we can put this to rest. Otherwise, I have no problem with you gals thinking I have 20 identities. (by the way...contrary to popular belief, I was no where near the grassy knoll) [if you're confused by that Fish, you can look up the ref.]— November 24, 2009 9:45 p.m.
The Blood Blog -- The Chargers Blood Drive
It's always cool to hit the blood mobile when it's in a Pat & Oscars parking lot. Then you get a good lunch with bread sticks. No, refried. I didn't talk to anyone. Just watched them do their show. I saw Jeff D. (can't spell that crazy last name). He's an amazing talent. Always great on the air (if you can take those pipes of his). K..the only reason I know the amount in gallons, is they send you these certificate things, and also tickets for various things, like a party at Sea World, etc. BLOOD BANK UPDATE: My friend calls me. Now, I had been there from 10:30 a.m. until about 3:30. I roll in, grab my dog, and we head to the park to play. Almost an hour later my friend calls and says "Why is your name on this board at the KyXy booth?" I had no clue at first, until I remember they let you fill out a card to go into that money booth. That's the glass thingy where money is swirling around and you try to grab as much as you can in 20 seconds or whatever. The guy had told me that if I wasn't there, they'd call me on the phone. Well, they never did. I head back over there, and they are done with it. They tell me they put it all away and I was supposed to be there by 4. I kind of argue my point, saying that I was told I would be called, because they said they understand that when you go in to donate blood, it takes a few hours. He then tells me the previous winners only got around $18 and after we go back and forth, with him saying "How do I even know your name was on the list? I'm going to have one of my people go check the van." I said "Uh, okay. That's fine." He even called his boss asking what to do. I overhear the conversation go down like this: "But I don't even know if he won! No, he was told to be here by four, and he wasn't. No, we already took the money out of it." The guy hangs up angirly and says "I can put money back in here and set this all up. Or...I can give you four tickets to Sea World, which is worth a lot more than you'll be able to grab. I said that was fine and I thanked him for doing that. Oh, during that time, one of his co-workers shows up. The guy said "Did you tell this person that we'd call them?" And he denied it. I felt bad, because he was a young kid. I said, "It was just a miscommunication." I told my friend on the phone "If I was in that phone booth thing, with dollar bills swirling around my head...all my spidey/Jew senses would kick in. I wouldn't just be stuffing money into pockets. I'd start shoving it in every oriface of my body. I would look like that dude on the cop car the other day that swallowed the hold-up note he just used in a crime." But in hindsight, I'm glad it didn't happen. You look weird going after all that money with people laughing at you.— November 24, 2009 9:30 p.m.