Yay! Philadelphia Reporters Willing To Pay For Their Ethics. Stories like this one not only make me happy to be a journalism major, but happy to want to stay in Philadelphia for most of my life.
by krisis
Comic Books, Drag Race, & Life in New Zealand
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Yay! Philadelphia Reporters Willing To Pay For Their Ethics. Stories like this one not only make me happy to be a journalism major, but happy to want to stay in Philadelphia for most of my life.
by krisis
I’d also like to add that any idiot can see that Gore won Florida regardless of what the official election results said. Ironically, this election will make a greater mark on history books in half a century than any silly thing Bill Clinton did. But, life goes on. Hopefully America won’t be too fucked up in four years to fix. Not that it isn’t already…
by krisis
Speaking of elections… i don’t really care anymore. I think i totally lost any firm belief in the American political system when the Supreme Court split exactly along party lines in their decision. While the court often breaks in such a fashion, the issue at hand was totally constitutional and legal, and not at all political. I almost think it’s a foregone conclusion that the court would have voted exactly the opposite way if Gore and Bush had their roles in this drama equally reversed. And so, now, the President of the United States is George W. Bush. And, i have one less reason to cover my heart when i salute our flag.
by krisis
Is there a good reason that my belly button smells of coffee? It’s not as though i was serving it shirtless today. Ack… the smell of that place makes me so queazy … all of the coffee and sweet and bleach seeps into my fingertips as i clean at the end of the day and when i get home i can still smell it even after scrubbing my hands for minutes at a time. Uck. When i used to work in a footwear store the scent of rubber made me nauseous as well. I never got sick from the scents of being a camp counselor though; even the goose poop gets charming after a while when the sun is shining.
by krisis
Version 2.0 is over. Again. Garbage apparently decided on a title for their new record, according to the studio diaries shirley keeps at their site. I can’t imagine what it could be… Version2.0 was at once a cop out and a perfect fit as an album title … better than Garbage II and totally true in the face of their revamped sound, but unwilling to single out any one song or emotion as the album’s center. The first album, of course, was garbage; it worked as well as the center of all of the songs as it did as the band’s name. Which is not to say that every album need a musical focal point to be its title, but listeners inevitably associate all of the songs on the recording to the title and visa versa, so the title is just as important as the track listing or the cover art. Aren’t most of your favourite albums fitting in all three of those respects?