cameron1123
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I was born in '79 so I had the luck of visiting quite a few arcades that were decked out in a blacklit Star Wars/Battlestar Galatica motif. I believe it was around the late 80's when more and more arcades forsake decorations for bare black walls.

I'm getting a "I just knocked up your daughter!" vibe from that face.

"In light of the report four members of the Rotherham Metropolitan Borough Council have been suspended, including the leader Roger Stone, who has resigned. Jahangir Akhtar, deputy leader and vice-chair of the police and crime panel (and one of the four suspended) also stepped down when it was reported he was aware of

Munging is one of those old urban legends that nobody (hopefully) has ever done. I recall hearing about it in the sixth grade nearly 25 years ago.

Agreed, it's a cliche that's been done to death (which usually happens within a month on the Internet).

Nah, I'll stick to Filé powder when I thicken gumbo.

You betcha.

"Excuse me, sir? Is there something wrong?"

Almost 25 years later, I still have a gut feeling that the "Skeleton Girl" is standing outside my bedroom door whenever I get up to use the bathroom in the middle of the night.

Yep, Dogfish Head's Pumpkin Ale had better get in mah belly by Oktoberfest.

One visit to Lime was enough. There's nothing like eating pancakes while Britney Spears is blasted into your ear.

The catch is that many customers take advantage of the unlimited special and wind up guzzling a half to a full dozen of those watered down drinks just to get a good buzz.

Take it from me: Never indulge in a bottomless mimosa brunch and then take a slooow Castro train to a BART station in downtown SF. It took my bladder five years to forgive me.

Or maybe, just maybe, the whippersnappers could go to bed a tad earlier.

You better believe it's a profession.

My retired parents pretty much live under house arrest in taking care of my 95-year-old grandma. The bulk of the care, especially the unpleasant daily chores (toilet time, hand-feeding, clothes changing), is done by my mom. My grandma is awfully lucky to have such care that's not at an expensive senior home - it makes

Politics awaits for Nick in Palm Springs.

Can you grab a pack of cloves and a bottle of absinthe for me?

And we worked so goddamn hard in an eight-hour shift for two dollars, which back in those days, could get you a movie ticket, a cherry phosphate from the soda jerk, and a can of Prince Albert!