The Republican Super Bowl

Hey, I’m as excited about the prospects of the RNC poking The City that Sleeps at 9pm Sharp with its ashen, elephantine shaft as the next local journo, but, Jesus, it sure seems like this summer Denver might be having all the fun.

I Always Love That One…

A young Pete Doherty on my favorite band. No, not REM.

The End of My Jonny-Diablo Guilt

Hey, remember when I asked Diablo Cody, “So let’s say $100 million gross, little gold man–does that mean ‘bye, bye Jonny’?” And remember when her husband called the question “the most offensive question anybody’s ever asked her”? And then remember when, like a month later, my stupid question actually turned out to be right on?
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The Hallmark Side of Bill Rawls

His People Were Weird and had Stars in their Beards: Gary Gygax R.I.P

[Ciaran Daly, reporting]
As some of you may have heard, Gary Gygax, the father of Dungeons & Dragons, lost his last Hit Point/failed his Saving Throw vs Death a few days ago at his home in Wisconsin. Geeks everywhere observed a moment of silence. I really wasn’t expecting to hear that much about it, [...]