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Take Me Out to the Dentist
Ew, Bit o Honey. So with you. Riesen is what you're talkin' about. Ugh. MARATHON bars were freakin' ridiculous if you love caramel. And you can tell i do. i'm a Kit Kat fan also. Good taste. And yes, they still make Whatchamacallit. Hell yeah.— November 4, 2009 12:15 a.m.
The President and Perverts on Halloween
i get to see that hotel that writes "JOY" on my way home from work during that "time of the year." It annoys me. They also did a "<3" at Valentine's Day, if i remember correctly, at some point. *rolls eyes* And i laughed reading your comments about what the U-T printed about how the sex offenders can't put up decorations, etc. OMGooooooooooooood, only in California. What the *$@% ???— November 4, 2009 12:13 a.m.
Take Me Out to the Dentist
i'm singin' that tune now. Perfect. And i <3 candy, just to be fair. What are you faves? My top 5 are: Whatchamacallit Twix (caramel, not peanut butter) Rolos Milky Way Reese's Fast Break and i really miss the old Marathon bars... do you remember them? They were long braids of chocolate-covered caramel. i once had an online fling with a guy masquerading as the Phillie Phanatic. But that's another story. i love the 43-year-old ... being one myself... tho not particularly buxom nor blonde... she did have a "Jewish" name though... something similar to John Moores' ex-wife's gyno's name... Dang, giving Jewish women a bad name. As if Monica Lewinsky didn't cause us enough trouble!!!!!— November 3, 2009 6:59 p.m.
Wee for a Wii -- Weeee! for attorneys
i don't know who the Kardashian girls are (haven't watched much TV outside of sports in the last 7 years) and have only heard of the Jon and Kate fiasco via the internet but i do know about the Lakers and athletes and ... what can i say? Celebs are inherently boring and vapid... i much prefer "real people" ... and i don't mean that old TV show!— November 1, 2009 8:37 a.m.
Annoying Airline Passengers and Dead Celebs in Commercials
David Spade digs his own grave, in spades, with a spade. So not a fan.— October 31, 2009 6:32 p.m.
6-Year-Old Evicted
No offense taken.— October 29, 2009 6:49 p.m.
Athletes Hot-Doggin' It
And leave it to the vegetarian to spell it right: Oscar Mayer Vegan, tasty Lightlife brand "Smart Dogs" are so much, well, smarter... They sell 'em at Trader Joe's, pretty reasonable. Good read, Mr. Board.— October 29, 2009 6:46 p.m.
Baby Einsteins, Dumb Pilots
We need to play SCRABBLE some time— October 27, 2009 11:07 a.m.
Baby Einsteins, Dumb Pilots
My parents were able to start me a year early in school because i sat at the table one day, at age 2, with my POST cereal (Alpha-Bits?) in front of me and i proceeded to say to my Mom, "If you mix up the letters of POST, they spell TOPS and SPOT and POTS." (Never mind that they also spell OPTS, how would i have known THAT toughie!) She enrolled me in school ASAP, a private day school where she taught. I stayed at that school until i was about to enter third grade, begging my Mom to send me to the public school that was two blocks from our house because "All my friends from Brownies go there! Pleeeeeeeeeeeease, Mom!!" When she agreed, i took a test to get in, and the school officials told her they wanted to skip me into fourth grade. My Mom told them i was already a year younger than everyone in my grade and that she didn't want me graduating from high school way down the line when i was 16. And while i may have been born with a high IQ or some such thing, i honestly believe i owe it all to Sesame Street and The Electric Company, which i watched obsessively. (And also Mr. Rogers' Neighborhood and later, ZOOM!) The end.— October 27, 2009 10:30 a.m.
Up, Up and Away...in a silver balloon
The Fifth Dimension never had their song come to life so well as through this story. Well done. Maybe their copy of "Toys in the Attic" (Aerosmith's only decent album. Ever.) was brainwashed into this kid's psyche...— October 15, 2009 6:59 p.m.