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Die Doing What You Love -- And Criminals that Die Trying
Miguel's is a chain. It is owned by the same people that own the Brigantine. The guy that got killed by the shark didn't die right away. He kinda bled out. This happened literally steps away from where I was working at the time. I drove into the parking lot and everyone was leaving the office to walk to the beach and gawk. There were television crews everywhere. Myself, I think old age is the way to go.— March 7, 2009 7:52 a.m.
Escorts & Engagements
"What ever happend to being hot, not getting sexual pictures taken and posted online, and marrying a rich guy?" You're joking, I assume, Sportsbook? Change marrying a rich guy to "getting rich on your own merit", and you might be on to something....I would not change "being hot" because any woman who makes in on her own without being photographed in compromising positions or having sex for money and makes a ton of money anyway is already HOT! ewww. The PB Millionaire is creepy. And the Who Wants To Marry a Millionaire guy turned out to be a loser.— March 6, 2009 5:48 p.m.
B.B. King vs BB Guns
It must be the Closer to Hogs one, but I can't seem to be able to download a free copy to confirm. Oh, well. Maybe someone has a link to a free download......— March 6, 2009 9:50 a.m.
Caitlin Rother's blood-curdling terror in Body Parts
Caitlin Rother taught a class I took at UCSD recently called Feature Writing. I learned a TON. I'm still a novice writer, but she has a way of getting the point across that is so succinct and she emphasized that constantly. She has also been nominated for a Pulitzer for her work with the Union Tribune. I can't wait to read her books.— March 4, 2009 6:45 p.m.
Coffee From Heaven
I went out to dinner once with a huge group to a place in PB years ago to celebrate a friend's birthday. The bill was $100.00 short. No one pitched in extra for the friend's food and drinks, no tip, no tax. People were making change with the cash on the table! I wound up paying it with my credit card. I also used to work with a group of women and I used to order lunch maybe three times a month from the Brown Bagger, who delivered. They would see me looking at the menu, and want me to order for them. The cost of a sandwich, chips and a cookie was $4.95. Every one of them would give me a five. After a few times, I finally told them I need at least $6.50 from each of them to cover tax and tip. They never had me order for them again. Are some people just clueless about this? Or just cheap? In your defense, Fred, it would have to be a VERY busy Starbucks in order for it to work.— March 4, 2009 6:34 p.m.
Coffee From Heaven
Fred, it's a drive-thru. Think it through.— March 4, 2009 6:25 p.m.
Cheap Trick and The Roots
I saw NIN with David Bowie! Tres cool. Yes, I have heard Cash's cover. It is great. Country Closer was so damned funny, and I have not been able to find it. I was in a bar in Scottsdale, AZ, many years ago and it came on over the PA and EVERYONE was laughing and dancing to it. It has the bangos and everything! I think Mr. Reznor may have gotten POed and sued or something. He takes himself kinda seriously.— March 4, 2009 3:59 p.m.
Go anywhere on San Diego Transit for $64 a month
My husband was the trolley profile along with the chief of police in the January 2000 trolley magazine. All four pages of it. I was in the pictures along with my in-laws riding to the stadium. There was a great picture of my husband getting on the bus to the trolley station. It was to show people that riding the bus was not just for "degenerates". It also saved us $200.00 a month in downtown parking fees. But it did take a long time, which he passed reading the paper. By the way, VERY nice to see you back in the Reader, you funny fellow, you.— March 4, 2009 3:51 p.m.
Cheap Trick and The Roots
Thanks for the clarification! For years I made up my own words to Surrender. Although I am not sure if I am happier now... Do you remember in the early '90s that Nine Inch Nails song "Closer"? Someone did a hillbilly version and it was called "Country Closer". I cannot find a clip of it ANYWHERE. If anyone can find it, I would be eternally grateful.— March 4, 2009 2:46 p.m.
Coffee From Heaven
You know who really suck? It's the people you go out with that order like pigs and then say "let's just split it" when the bill comes. We used to have a couple like this in our circle of friends. NO one likes them anymore. They took complete advantage of all of us for years, until one time at brunch one of our friends, who was pregnant, spoke up and said "I am not paying for your bloody marys. I did not drink". We all wanted to applaud! This was a typical scenario: appetizers not shared with the table, a bottle of wine they did not share, salads that were extra and not included in the meal, entrees, desserts, aperitifs. Revolting. One time we went to Sante's in La Jolla with them. They started on their ordering rampage, and my husband nudged me and whispered "order everything. We're paying for it anyway!" That was our last meal with them.— March 4, 2009 2:02 p.m.