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You know the feeling that you have forgotten something that lingers on and on for no reason sometimes? Well, I've had it now for 10 days. I think it stems from being slightly hungover, living out of boxes and wading in pathways through said boxes in my new abode. I
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This, my friends, is a new column committed to providing our madcap metropolis with compelling tales of intrigue, gravity, sorrow and humor. My goal is simple: to produce a weekly column so cool it'll be difficult to forgive yourself for missing it. Imagine your frustration when your buddies are gathered
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Saturday, Aug. 14 Family fun. Those words mean to me a place I can cheaply take a cab to with my lil' bro, THE KID, and swill back even cheaper beer while keeping a watchful eye on the 17-year-old lady killer. Being the sucker that I am for the Kid, I
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I can report that I had a decidedly "good" week, a seven out of 10 if you will. Besides mild irritation with Tacoma Power for charging me late fees for the same two months six times or my bank's withdraw limit of $300 per day that effectively kept me from
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Labor Day falling on a Monday means one thing: three-day weekend. Those of you who went out of town, bless you. More parking and a shorter wait for drinks at the clubs for the rest of us. This, of course, didn't apply at BUMBERSHOOT. Thursday 9/2 SMOOTH and I met up at
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Tuesday, Sept. 14 Dear friend MIKE BONILLA invited me out for the monthly dinner with his family at GARI OF SUSHI on South 38th Street, which happens to be on my top five list for sushi joints. The whole fam damily grabbed torro (fatty tuna) and unagi (eel) off each other's
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Wednesday, Sept. 22 Sometimes life is like the Puyallup Fair roller coaster ... UP THE COASTER I GO: My STYLISH FRIEND DANIELLE called to remind me about the bi-monthly art party 100TH MONKEY PARTY, held this time at MANDOLIN CAFE. I go cause monkeys can party. First a stop at JAZZBONES for some
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Monday, Sept. 27 If someone had told me THE HARVESTER has live music in their lounge I would have called them a liar, but this week I found out it's true. James and Billy from HILBORNE do an acoustic act every other Monday at 6:45 p.m.-ish (We'll talk about the "ish"
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There are times when I pick up the Weekly Volcano to jog my memory on what I did the prior week. As I sit here trying to recall what I did only yesterday (Monday), I have the distinct feeling that this Thursday will be one of those times. Wednesday, Oct. 6 My
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Tuesday, Oct. 12 Baseball is all about superstition, so says HOLY COMOLLI as he curses not wearing his Yankees hat on game day while we wait for BINGO AT GLORIA'S. I roll my eyes, taking another shudder inspiring sip of my extremely strong glass of Vodie with a side of ice
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Wednesday, Oct. 20 Sitting at THE BONEYARD bar, Jamaine and I kept dissolving into giggles. Maybe it was 'cause we were DOING THE ROBOT on our barstools or maybe it was TONY D (Divine Cypher & Lurid) "THE DOUBLE FISTIN' MISTER" who was in fact drinking two beers simultaneously in mourning
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Halloween: The Big Fat Blur Being the mildly SUPERSTITIOUS GIRL that I am, Halloween freaks me out, especially this year. First of all, for anyone who's counting (it might just be me) this is the 13th Permanent Lipstick in this rag. Is it coincidence that it's the same issue in which
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After busting my booty all week on those fine projects called work, I felt I deserved a little me time. The hot tub at the gym I belong to is a great place to unwind. I take my earplugs and eye mask to block out the site and sound of
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Yes, YOUR FAVORITE GIRL ABOUT TOWN SUCCUMBED TO SOME KILLER BUG epidemic that's been going around, and it's had me just a wee bit out of my mind. Days running into nights that run into days, with no feeling of any kind of break other than to wander out onto
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What a killer week. Awesome music, beautiful clothes, fabulous drinks and pretty people everywhere. Wednesday, Nov. 17 Oh my gosh, the first LADIES ONLY SOIREE at Jazzbones in the balcony was so cool. My makeup was done by TANYA SAMUELSON, co-owner/cosmetic artist of the FITTING ROOM. Tanya used their new Jane
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Anytime I get out of town, I feel like the verse from Primus' song "Jerry was a Race Car Driver." A verse in it says, "it was a rare occasion that he did." Change the he to a me, I mean she, and that is how often I escape the
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I'm standing in line with my groceries. I decide I can't wait to eat my Starbursts and open the bag. Inside are mini packs. I rip one open: two candies, each individually wrapped. I now have a handful of trash, and the lady behind me (who's a close stander) keeps
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In New York, it's an easy reality that a good percentage of the population will never own a car. Taxi cabs, the subway, private company cars and busses are available and used regularly by people of all ages and races, class ranges and
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THE GUILT HIGHWAY. We have all traveled it at one point in our lives. This time of year, it's especially easy to accidentally be taken for a ride. If you're lucky, you'll recognize the signs. In my opinion, the hardest one to spot is MANIPULATION AVENUE. It looks like something
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So I have been holding my own REALITY SHOW in my bedroom. Before anyone gets worked up, it ain't that kind of show! I bought a fish tank more than a year ago as a housewarming present for myself in September 2003. October 2004 I dusted it off and finally
