DATE: noun: 1. the time at which an event occurs; 2. a statement of the time of execution or making; 3. duration; 4. the period of time to which something belongs; 5. an appointment to meet at a specified time; 6. a person with which one has a usually romantic date; 7. an engagement for a professional performance; 8. the oblong edible fruit of a palm (phoenix dactylifera); 9. the tall palm with pinnate leaves that yields the date. (Source: Merriam-Webster’s Collegiate®  

“I always hope that these artists have got somewhere in a sealed room, real paintings or sculptures, which after 20 years of being adored by people saying how wonderful their junk is, they then produce and say “Actually I can paint and I do sculpture.” I’m longing for these people to do this and have the last laugh on all the people who have admired the junk.” – Peter Hitchens on  

It all started shortly after I was born. When I was a baby, I sucked my thumb. It was my left thumb in fact. When I was 2, I sucked my thumb. When I was 3, I sucked my thumb. When I was 4, I sucked my thumb. When I was 5, I sucked my thumb. In fact, that’s how I learned the difference between left and right. Even to this day, I  

How to make a boyband: Pluck a couple of boys fresh from the Schools Spectacular, add a demo-tape veteran for credibility and an American for that preppy, confident buzz. Launch at the suburban shopping centre to get the teenage girls hooked, then pair up with Celine De Lang – international pop senility inc. – to broaden appeal. It’s as easy as one, two, three and you have 4orce! 4orce is Mark the  

Well, Mr. Twisted Coil of Misfiring Synapses, you’ve only posted one column and you’ve already gotten this this fellow backwasher fired up enough to compile an entire set of links in response to your writings! Yep, I recall you said in your introduction that you “MOSTLY, VIRULENTLY, HATE Professional Wrestling”. Well, as I said on the message board, it’s not wrasslin’ that you hate, it’s the bastard child of cable TV  

A response to Mark Coultan’s “Big Bother” article, Sydney Morning Herald, 19 June 2004 “What is happening to our young people? They disrespect their elders, they disobey their parents. They ignore the law. They riot in the streets inflamed with wild notions. Their morals are decaying. What is to become of them?” Plato (4th Century BC) The media, along with both major political parties, relentlessly propagate myths that young people are apathetic and do  

When I was in elementary school, probably around age ten or so, I went to the beach with a friend at the time and her mom, along with a brother or two that she had. We happened to go during high tide, and anyone that lives near or has been to a beach knows that high tide brings in all sorts of little animals and generally gross things; like seaweed that  

Since it’s summer and I’ve noticed the topic of road trips has entered the discussion boards lately, I felt the need to share my own experience. I remember desperately searching the web before our trip trying to find camping recipes, cool places, what to pack, where to stay, and how much $$$ to bring on the trip. It wasn’t easy. So being the nice person that I am, this weeks column is  

At one time, I thought it would be nice to have a graphics intensive website with flashing lights and pretty fonts. Then I realized that those things are pretty damn annoying for visitors. So I took some advice from a “real” person instead of an online website devoted to telling you how to run a website, and I discovered something that works. If you have the information people are looking for,  

When I lived in Albuquerque, there was this guy who used to be on the Public Access cable station at any given hour of the day. He was an older man, thin but reasonably muscular, with tanned, leathery skin, tangled blonde hair and glasses that seemed a size or two too big for him. Charming in his own burned-out hippie sort of way; he might even have been considered attractive if  

—Technically I’m not marching, I hate parades. I’d much rather watch TV or see my personal trainer. However, I am supporting gay marriage because I don’t know if someday by some miracle of God I will find a boyfriend, and I don’t know if that boyfriend will be worth marrying, and I don’t know if I’ll want to have children. But whatever happens, I want to have all the legal rights  

I don’t know if anyone has noticed but movie trailers don’t have scenes from the movie anymore. I just went to see that ever so popular genius of comedy Jack Black in “Orange County” the other day and much to my surprise none of the scenes in the trailers were in the movie. I think I know what is going on here. It all started with movies! Of course! Then people decided  

I’ve never been one to read instructions. Okay, I read them. I just don’t always understand them. Let me back up just a bit. I was searching Google for an article to prove to my son (age 10) that if he kept talking to Jehovah Witnesses at the door they would eventually tell him he was going to die in Armaggedon for playing with Pokemon cards. You know, the standard stuff you  

These are not easy issues. How can one, in just a few thousand words, soar to the heights of rhetoric that might do justice to one of the great ideas of our world – that, at whatever level national, godly or otherwise – there is something bigger and better than ourselves? Then dive into the minutiae that gives real meaning to grand statements about all the intangible aspects of a notion  

Well, if you read my column regularly then you know me and all the situations in my life. You also know the whole reason my column is named ‘Between High Class & The Ghetto.’ So here is a little bit about what is going on in my life now… #1, I promised I would write to you about what happened when me and my girl from college went clubbing on Saturday, so  

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