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The only thing that gives teams consistency are the fans. For the owners and players it's just a business. The Tennessee Titans are not the Houston Oilers. The Houston Texans are a better extension of the Houston Oilers. The 35-3 comeback was a win against the NFL team from Houston. The fans in Tennessee don't give a crap about that, they probably don't even remember it.
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Wow - by actually typing out the word "period", I assume you mean that you are really serious about the previous sentence - you want to totally accentuate the period. And you called them "Floyd" - you must be an insider. Thanks for enlightening everyone with your presence!
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man hands
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I have a problem with the NFL's overtime. The problem is that they still allow ties. There should never, ever be a tie in the NFL.
If they're tied after an overtime period, do it again. And again, if necessary. Make those guys collapse before ending it in a tie. Ties suck. Ties serve no purpose but to confuse people and make possible playoff scenarios four pages long.
I hate ties.
Quit knocking ties.
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everyone understands being busy - thank god the classics like patch adams and daddy day care are rare commodities, who'd find the time to see them all otherwise
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Wow, that's so brave. Now that you have one of your goats friends trying to help you. Watch it you might burn your figures getting the noodles out of the pan Brandon. You still didn't answer the question though, can you use pickles instead of pickle juice. If so what kind? If not what kind of pickle juice? If dill, does it matter if kosher or not?
have you recently lost your mind?
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for a self-proclaimed intellectual who corrects the grammar of others, you should learn the difference between than and then. The meaning of your sentence changes dramatically.
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science teacher questions why only a few characters on the show have regular parts, and how come hurley hasn't lost any weight - then that's it for him. ha!
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you'd think with all that money he made he would have gotten his teeth fixed by now.
Sorry, but crooked teeth is one of my pet peeves, and his aren't just a little off, it looks like he has a pile of broken ceramic tiles in his mouth...
Since I hate the NBA, that was my contribution to this thread.
Hockey, I miss you.
1) Hockey, I miss you..........2)Canada: Leading the world in being just north of the United States.
I think the intentions of those two statements might be incongruous.
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yes, there was a worldwide conspiracy to deny reggie miller of a championship in his final year. i think it involves alan greenspan and spike lee and it needs to be investigated.
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The Simpson's Halloween Special: Tree House of Horror
The cookbook which says 'How to cook for forty Humans' parodies a 'Twilight Zone' episode called 'To Serve Man.'
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Essay from a while back -
Charles Krauthammer
Of Dogs and Men
Chester was my window on the mysterious bond between canines and humans
The way I see it, dogs had this big meeting, oh, maybe 20,000 years ago. A huge meeting — an international convention with delegates from everywhere. And that's when they decided that humans were the up-and-coming species and dogs were going to throw their lot in with them. The decision was obviously not unanimous. The wolves and dingoes walked out in protest.
Cats had an even more negative reaction. When they heard the news, they called their own meeting — in Paris, of course — to denounce canine subservience to the human hyperpower. (Their manifesto — La Condition Feline — can still be found in provincial bookstores.)
Cats, it must be said, have not done badly. Using guile and seduction, they managed to get humans to feed them, thus preserving their superciliousness without going hungry. A neat trick. Dogs, being guileless, signed and delivered. It was the beginning of a beautiful friendship.
I must admit that I've been slow to warm to dogs. I grew up in a non-pet-friendly home. Dogs do not figure prominently in Jewish-immigrant households. My father was not very high on pets. He wasn't hostile. He just saw them as superfluous, an encumbrance. When the Cossacks are chasing you around Europe, you need to travel light. (This, by the way, is why Europe produced far more Jewish violinists than pianists. Try packing a piano.)
My parents did allow a hint of zoological indulgence. I had a pet turtle. My brother had a parakeet. Both came to unfortunate ends. My turtle fell behind a radiator and was not discovered until too late. And the parakeet, God bless him, flew out a window once, never to be seen again. After such displays of stewardship, we dared not ask for a dog.
My introduction to the wonder of dogs came from my wife Robyn. She's Australian. And Australia, as lovingly recounted in Bill Bryson's In a Sunburned Country, has the craziest, wildest, deadliest, meanest animals on the planet. In a place where every spider and squid can take you down faster than a sucker-punched boxer, you cherish niceness in the animal kingdom. And they don't come nicer than dogs.
Robyn started us off slowly. She got us a border collie, Hugo, when our son was about 6. She knew that would appeal to me because the border collie is the smartest species on the planet. Hugo could 1) play outfield in our backyard baseball games, 2) do flawless front-door sentry duty, and 3) play psychic weatherman, announcing with a wail every coming thunderstorm.
When our son Daniel turned 10, he wanted a dog of his own. I was against it, using arguments borrowed from seminars on nuclear nonproliferation. It was hopeless. One giant "Please, Dad," and I caved completely. Robyn went out to Winchester, Va., found a litter of black Labs and brought home Chester.
Chester is what psychiatrists mean when they talk about unconditional love. Unbridled is more like it. Come into our house, and he was so happy to see you, he would knock you over. (Deliverymen learned to leave things at the front door.)
In some respects — Ph.D. potential, for example — I don't make any great claims for Chester. When I would arrive home, I fully expected to find Hugo reading the newspaper. Not Chester. Chester would try to make his way through a narrow sliding door, find himself stuck halfway and then look at me with total and quite genuine puzzlement. I don't think he ever got to understand that the rear part of him was actually attached to the front.
But it was Chester, who dispensed affection as unreflectively as he breathed, who got me thinking about this long-ago pact between humans and dogs. Cat lovers and the pet averse will just roll their eyes at such dogophilia. I can't help it. Chester was always at your foot or your hand, waiting to be petted and stroked, played with and talked to. His beautiful blocky head, his wonderful overgrown puppy's body, his baritone bark filled every corner of house and heart.
Then last month, at the tender age of 8, he died quite suddenly. The long, slobbering, slothful decline we had been looking forward to was not to be. When told the news, a young friend who was a regular victim of Chester's lunging love-bombs said mournfully, "He was the sweetest creature I ever saw. He's the only dog I ever saw kiss a cat."
Some will protest that in a world with so much human suffering, it is something between eccentric and obscene to mourn a dog. I think not. After all, it is perfectly normal, indeed, deeply human to be moved when nature presents us with a vision of great beauty. Should we not be moved when it produces a vision — a creature — of the purest sweetness?
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i admire how you were able to reply w/o condescension...
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for people not in WNY (e.g. Virginia) -
Glory Days Grill claims to have Beef on Weck -
has anyone had it? is it good or does it suck?
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I really don't care what happens either way and it's not for me to decide what to do with her.
What got me galled about this issue is watching the procession of sanctimonious twits and publicity chasers like Randall Terry parade in front of the cable news cameras, people who never even knew her when she was cognitive but obviously want to decide what's best for her now.
"Macabre" and "ghastly" aren't quite "evil", "nazi" and "neo-con" (sounds like a bug spray in which case it's a fitting adjective for Tom Delay) now are they Joel?
I am also ambivalent about the outcome - but I think politicians like usual are slime:
In a memo distributed only to Republican senators, the Schiavo case was characterized as "a great political issue" that could pay dividends with Christian conservatives, whose support is essential in midterm elections such as those coming up in 2006.
"This is an important moral issue and the pro-life base will be excited that the Senate is debating this important issue," said the memo, which was reported by ABC News and later given to The Washington Post. "This is a great political issue, because Senator Nelson of Florida has already refused to become a cosponsor and this is a tough issue for Democrats."
are they concerned about this poor 15-year vegetable or winning another senate seat?
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Actually, I think this Schiavo thing IS great. We should start starving terrorists and murderers. I don't want to have to foot the bill for their humane treatement.
Come to think of it, why don't we starve retards? And then when we're done with the retards, we can starve the liberals.
I kind of like the sound of this, who's with me?
good idea... too bad you would be knocked off one step before the liberals and wouldn't be around to enjoy it
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augh! did anyone look at the article? it was an AP report that ran in multiple newspapers - it doesn't have anything to do with the LA Times.
Or at least blast the Montana Billings-Gazette too for printing the same story.
http://www.billingsgazette.com/index.php?i...l-cleveland.inc
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Do they "suck", or is just that the legal precedent is so overwhelming that it would be ridiculous for them to get involved? We are all just speculating here anyway, so who knows - maybe the father molested her as a child, leading to severe psychological problems like her eating disorder, and now he feels guilty and is trying to overcompensate. The reason the courts rule as they do, is because you can't pick your parents. You choose who you marry.
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The problem with everyone weighing in on this in terms of saying that we're keeping her alive is this:
a feeding tube is NOT extraordinary means to keep someone alive.
I hope you have more loving spouses when you have to undergo surgery some day. What she receives is equivalent to the saline drip that you receive after surgery for a couple days until your stomach is ready to receive food -- except that includes more nurtrients than your drip. How'd you like to be disallowed the drip after surgery because your wife/husband says that you didn't want to use extraordinary means to extend your life? Yeah, that's what I thought.
You mean a couple days after surgery or 15 years later when I haven't come to yet? Give me a break.
Lance wins final time trial
in The Stadium Wall Archives
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if there were a big bicycle race in the U.S. every year, would you give a crap? probably not. way to root for somebody simply as a means to disparage others, congrats.
go buy another ford explorer, moron.