Last week, a restaurant in Pennsylvania bravely decided that it was not going to take children’s screaming and shouting and failure to act within decorum. They have put a ban on those citizens under six, a decision which has resulted in an resoundingly negative response from parents who feel their children are being attacked because of their age and their limited rights. At the risk of sounding a bit childish, that’s bullshit.
Ely Guerra, the lake and a beergarden? What could be better?
The Southside Ignoramus Quartet performs in Pilsen four more times this summer. If you need a good laugh and a good deal, come over to their backyard. You’ll be glad you did.
Tracy Morgan’s quick ass about-face might satisfy some, but Alec Baldwin, an avid supporter of gay rights, tweeted a very layered yet simple statement shortly after, that provides this article’s title and represents his frustrations. What are we to do with the candor, not the man? Or vice versa?
Anthony Weiner’s twit pics have gotten him in some big trouble, no pun intended. However, what is it with these seemingly professional men? What exactly is the appeal of exposing the personal lives of politicians?
Listen dead heads: it’s really been fun. You gave us so many memories, but it’s time to pack your bags and get going. You can return in, oh, about 20 years or so.
Seriously, though. Fuck you, too Oprah.
In a dizzying and marvelously clever portrayal of Chicago, Ben Kolak offers up a hilariously fine-tuned quasi-satire on the nature of American capitalism, youth and the gap between authenticity and reality. It also has drugs and sex.
Nice try, Lady Gaga. You’re attempt to be inclusive toward the fight for immigration reform is appreciated, but like prematurely starting to applaud, sometimes those good intentions turn to shit.
Although the death of Osama Bin Laden can be paramount to some relief or closure, the war on terror is far from over.
The high from the Royal Wedding has left us and as we come down from our wedding cake-induced sugar high, Roberto Del Rio has a few memories he’d like to share.
April showers mean a month of close calls and rushing for dry sanctuary but there is something about the semi-forgotten windbreaker. If it starts to go down, all you have to do is zip up.