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She's an uh...uh...acquired taste, that's fer sure. And more fun live. I caught her at 'Canes years ago. Actually, the best part of the show, was these guys handing out CDs as you were leaving, for a band (I believe out of Seattle) called The Fitness. What a great CD/EP, and free!!— September 12, 2009 3:04 p.m.
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Oh Tiki...that song is so great. It was the perfect way to start the rather disappointing, but critically praised, Sexy Beast, with Ben Kingsley. Are you familiar with this crazy techno artist named Peaches? She has a few surprisingly good songs (albeit very raunchy tunes). One is "Teaches of Peaches".— September 12, 2009 1:15 p.m.
That Was Then, This Is Buju
The funniest thing is...if buju heard lyrics that told people to shoot members of his race, he'd probably be up in arms over it.— September 12, 2009 11:25 a.m.
Endless Summer, Oldboy, Pineapple Express
Hey...I thought Robert Downey, Jr. was a poor choice for a super hero, and Iron Man rocked.— September 12, 2009 11:18 a.m.
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C'mon, tiki. I was being sarcastic. Although, I do wonder what the Allman Brothers meant, when they called their album "Eat a Peach." Oh wait...they're from Georgia. Never mind.— September 12, 2009 11:17 a.m.
Esperanza Spalding Quartet
I don't have speakers on my computer, so I can't hear this. I love that Blind Faith song, though. One of the best songs of all-time. It's used to close the underrated Kevin Costner movie "Fandango", a must see.— September 12, 2009 11:15 a.m.
Esperanza Spalding Quartet
Why? What did Nathan (perhaps the most talented musician to come out of San Diego) have to do with her? I didn't know they had a connection.— September 12, 2009 2:10 a.m.
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Rickey...I wonder what Steve Miller meant when he says later in the song "I really love your peaches, wanna shake your tree."— September 12, 2009 2:08 a.m.
Endless Summer, Oldboy, Pineapple Express
Don't get me wrong. I assumed that Rogen smoked dope. I think most young people do. But, stories they tell on late night shows can't be taken as serious. Sometimes they do that because it ADDS to the characte they are playing. Other times, they just exaggerate a story because it makes for good TV.— September 12, 2009 2:08 a.m.
Bicyclists and Podiatrists
You Critical Mass people are unbelievable. I go out on a Friday night, some fun parties, concerts, lots of good times. I come home and hear lots of messages on my home phone. I hear a few messages on my Reader officer line. And I see these posts, and have some personal emails of threats. You guys need to chill. Seriously. As the cyclist above just said...he can't ride on Friday night, because drivers think he's part of your insane ritual. Did you guys even check out that website someone posted? It explains all the reasons why what you do is insane. My rants about it aren't insane. You're doing harm to the environment, by making cars idle and wait 15 minutes for you to ride by, as you go thru red lights without stopping. Look...I'm not seriously going to go out and do anything. Mainly because...I've already posted that I would. Therefore, it wouldn't be hard for the cops to charge me with some sort of pre-meditated crime.— September 12, 2009 2:05 a.m.