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Huckleberry insists that he has no idea how those paper towels met such an unfortunate end. Oh who, oh who would <I>do</I> such a thing?

Of course, I don't care how good the lock is, I ain't parking My Trek 5900 on the street.

On the corner of Monmouth and Third, in the parking lot of the Genesis Educational Center, <a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&hl=en&q=317+Third+Street,+Jersey+City,+… the blood lines erase the color lines</a>, a drummer needs practice. I wasn't expecting this. It might interfere with our listening session. The bad beats are hopping into my third floor window and making themselves comfortable, crowding the sweet spot. The singer, it seems, needs practice, too. And is that a preacher hollering the gospel, or a drunk abusing his wife? Around here, one can never be certain. Perhaps it's both...

Savan wrote <I>Slam Dunks and No Brainers: Language in Your Life, the Media, Business, Politics, and, Like, Whatever</I>. Looks like a book I'll have to read.<I>Via Blog of a Book Slut.</I>

Now this is cognitive research that is interesting! When we concentrate on tasks, we switch off our awareness of self&mdash;one of those tricky areas that defines us as human in the first place.Maybe the real Turing test is what computers do when we're not working 'em so hard.

Swinging jazz dances from Abbey's Pub and floats up into Jersey City's cobalt blue sky. Two men stand near a white rental van.

According to <I>The Guardian</I> and the Book Marketing Group. I'm not too big a fan of a few of the choices&mdash;<I>Fight Club</I>?BMAFG!&mdash;but I'm really happy to see the criminally under-appreciated <I>Devil In a Blue Dress</I> and <I>The Day of the Triffids</I> on there.