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On the eve of the release of The Simpsons movie, Ian Jones explains when and why the TV show began to suck (he says it was in season 9, 1997). Will the movie reflect the glory of the first eight seasons or will it disappoint? The trailers have not embiggened my enthusiasm.
Harry Patch, the last survivor of Passchendaele, did something 500,000 of his mates didn't: He survived the three months of carnage. He's the last WWI Tommy.
"A multi-institutional consortium including Duke University has created startlingly crisp 3-D microscopic views of tiny mouse brains—unveiled layer by layer—by extending the capabilities of conventional magnetic resonance imaging."
There's video.
It's too bad the word "jam" was ever invented, much less the concept it implies being attached to music.
Once, jammin' wasn’t all a horror. Like in the simple, non-indulgent reality of, "Duane Allman jammed." But then the evil spawn of the Grateful Dead took over and now it's oozed like so much poisonous Chinese toothpaste into every kind of music imaginable. And sorry Phish fans but the jam outbreak was still relatively localized until the Good Ship Trey made it okay for everyone to stop practicing their instruments, forget about songwriting and arranging and just, you know dude, jam…
Our mission could not have gotten any worse. Yet, we arrive in Boston at 4:00 A.M. Eastern Daylight Time. Finally.
Madonna wakes me up at 9:30 A.M. Her little paws tap my cheeks. My eyes slowly open. The queen of pop's little furry face smiles down at me, whiskers tickling my cheek.
"Raweawr!" She gives me the claw right on the lip. She's not as sweet as she looks.
The commuter rail to Mansfield is 20 minutes late. My palms broke into a cold sweat, my head about to explode.
I've been a Rush fan ever since my brother gave me "Exit... Stage Left" when I was…
An OpEd piece asking why British college students can't write as well as their American peers. And it's not even meant to be funny!