I just realized how much I hate technology. This realization developed slowly over the course of the day, and it began when I woke up from a TERRIBLE nightmare in which a Blackberry was stuck to my face.

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This week on Front Page Flash: Iowa reels from flood damage, Israel and Hamas try a truce, Ireland thwarts the EU, the UN calls rape a "war crime," and big oil returns to Iraq. Plus: the weekly election update!

Come gather round people wherever you roam,

Things Have Changed.

Well, of course they have, change is constant. That is fact, but it hasn´t stopped me from raging against it for most of my young life

This is a friendly public service announcement to remind you that Father's Day 2k8 is June 15. Do something nice with Papa Bear—go for a hike, cook some sausages, or watch Fresh Prince reruns and tell him he's "even better than Uncle Phil." It'll no doubt be a white lie, but it's the least you can do.

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Commencement season is finally over, but for many the touchy subject of the graduation gift has yet to be broached. Let’s be honest—if you just graduated, you’re probably expecting a little more than a fake diploma and a pat on the back.

As I prepare to graduate with my Masters in philosophy this coming Friday, I am reminded of a recent image:

You’ve graduated… maybe a week ago, maybe a year ago, maybe ten years ago. Regardless, this is a rough transition. And like most rough transitions, it can only be managed through one possible means: some good, old-fashioned, angst-ridden poetry