"United we stand; divided we sit."– Tom Petty Funeral For A Phone "I had one phone I really loved," Scott Terger remembers. "It was cream colored, and very reliable. When it died, in 1981, I gave it a funeral. My friends gathered, and we sang ‘Nearer My God to Thee.’ We buried the phone in […]
RV
EXT. I-70 — AFTERNOON We see various images of the blank Kansas plains. Credits appear over action. CLINT Have you guys ever been with a black girl. CLINT Or guy? ERICA Not yet- We settle on the long interstate. Out of the heat waves of the dusty, hot asphalt a jalopy white and brown RV […]
How Blogs Become Journalism
Acknowledging that “citizen journalism has forced news organizations to change the way they do business,” news site OnMilwaukee.com announced last month it would invite readers to launch their own blogs on all things Milwaukeean. So how are they faring? Ironically, publisher Andy Tarnoff predicted the news site’s biggest problem in his inaugural article: There’s only […]
Solana’s Biggest Fan
Meet Xavier Solana. The biggest wasteful surplus in the European Union today. I’d hazard a guess there’s no one more unstomachable anywhere from Belfast to Berlin. I wish he’d stop visiting the Middle East and talking like he’s got the faintest idea what’s really going on here. This man has got his head so far up […]
Welcome to GroundReport
Welcome to GroundReport.com, a groundbreaking news site slated to launch in late 2006. In the open spirit of GroundReport, we’ve decided to throw open our doors and let you take a look around. We’re going to be writing periodically to keep you in the loop on what’s going on at GroundReport. First, here’s what you […]
Dr Kramer
<p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">About a week after one of those what-are-you-doing-after-all-these-years email drops into the basket, I find myself struggling for an answer. Would that I had a neat one-liner of a career! Engineer! Marketing manager! Drug-addled whore! Cop! Dropout and copout! None-of-the-above is ticked with a tut-tut and I tinkle at keyboard […]