Stories from the January 30, 2003, Print Edition
Dressed in the perfunctory black-sweater-blue-jeans-black-boots, Michael Cunningham is the comfortable portrait of a writer. Smiling warmly, he apologizes for his smoking (American Spirits), sits and throws both legs over the arm of his chair.
It's just a regular Friday afternoon at the office, when I hear someone say "Sister Hazel's PR person is on the phone. Where's the kid who's doing the interview?"
The lights dim. You hear the first few tenuous chords of and you think, "No! No! It can't be! It's all too outrageous, too wonderful!"
If you take Chuck Barris for his word, he was one of television's most dangerous personalities.
Neon radiates from all ends, stimulating the pupils in a blinking series of blue light specials now on display at the Zenith Gallery. The exhibition, "Still Glowing After All These Years - Neon 2003," illuminates the strip of coffeehouses and bookstores that dot Seventh Street with a Technicolor glow.
Cafe Japone can be described in two words. Sake Bomb. Any place where it is socially acceptable and even encouraged to drop a steaming hot shot of sake into a glass of Sapora beer and chug the whole concoction is fine by me. And as I chugged my fifth glass I thought ... well I wasn't really thinking anything at all.
The Recruit by Matt Windam 4 Hatchets "Nothing is what it seems." Although this phrase is repeated often in The Recruit, the movie is basically an everyday action/psychological thriller with some notable qualities. The story centers on James Clayton (Colin Farrell), who is abducted from his MIT graduating class by a very aggressive CIA.
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