Columns

Through the Past Darkly with a Saucer Full of Secrets: By Generic

Syd, who seemed quite pleased by this act of thievery, immediately responded by breaking the vinyl across the cement chess table and tossing the remains into the rubbish bin.

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Len's Place: By John Hagler

He had no idea how long he had been sitting on his favorite stool in his favorite bar, favorite only because he lived upstairs from it.

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Primo Shit from the Year of the Monkey: "Primo Shit" Should Be Fairly Self-Explanatory

Here's a bunch of our contributors' and some of our favorite musicians' "top ten of 2004 lists." Hence, "primo shit."

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Unleash Your Inner Glam Fag: Confessions of an Androgynous Grade Schooler

Mitchell and I weren't homos. We just accidentally looked like them, I guess, in the small town Bible Belt South.

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John Kerry Won: So Why Did He Give Up So Readily?

Isn't it the tiniest bit strange that the mainstream presidential election coverage ended so abruptly when so many votes have yet to be counted?

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Rhythm Chicken Election Day Roadsit: Bloody Marys in the Morning! Blatz All Day! Honk If You Voted!

Ruckus longer than the polls are open!Multiple Rhythm Chicken shows!

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An Interview with Investigative Journalist Greg Palast: By Chris Pepus

You know, let's not go bonkers here. We're not saying that George Bush knew about the September 11th attack in advance. As we say at the BBC, we don't think that George Bush knows about anything in advance.

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Haunted by the Ghost(s): A Column

We'd been in this town two minutes and already the crazies had us.

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Appeasing That Elderly Desire for Cigarettes: Time to Start Smoking Again, Gramps

I can't wait to see that old anti-smoking poster remade of the old lady with a butt in her mouth that read, "Smoking is glamorous". Instead it will be a Pall Mall reds ad that says, "Hey, you already look like this, you might as well have a Pall Mall."

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Fest II: Gainesville 10/17/2003 - 10/19/2003

Every once in a while, you hear about some drunken jackass who gets a D.U.I on their bike or on a skateboard or in a canoe. That night, I was convinced that I was about to be that guy.

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Gambling the James Garner Way!: A Column on Texas Hold 'Em

For the past couple of weeks, I've been drinking martinis in order to appear more menacing. Turns out, that doesn't work when you play with the same group of friends in your living room every Sunday.

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So Long, Year of the Sheep!: The Razorcake Staff's Top Picks for 2003

According to the paper placemats available at many fine Chinese restaurants, 2003 was the Year of the Sheep. No arguments here.

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