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Film, Art, Radio, and Television by James Roland It seems to me that the Fart Joke is the Achilles heal of good comedy. I use the term both literally and metaphorically. In some writing circles the term ‘sex scene’ can be used to describe the turning point of intimacy and revelation between the protagonist and […]

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The Evil Show by James Roland I made an unsettling discovery. I was watching a movie trailer the other day. It was playing in the background while I was cleaning the living room. I had my back turned to the screen when I suddenly heard a familiar voice that I hadn’t heard in years. This […]

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Basically, the internet is a giant water cooler where every person in the world can come and shoot the irreverent breeze.

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Scroll-a-buttohn-ess…

by Redfence on November 7, 2006

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Scroll-a-buttohn-ess by RedFence Staff Previous to this post the thought of scrolling down a web page was, well, quite disgusting to me. Anything past a page and a half and I’d usually lose interest. Being in the web design business, I wholeheartedly believed that scrolling is of the devil (not really) and should be avoided […]

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Forgetting

by Christine Shultz on November 4, 2006

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I can remember pain when I try.

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When a company surveys its customer base by phone, the only demographic that shows up is the likes-answering-phone-surveys demographic.

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Every ride, every curve, every patch of gravel bears the potential for perfection or disaster.

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Nature abhors a vacuum and a writer at work.

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No, It’s Spelled T-H-E-A-T-R-E by James Roland Six years ago, when apes leapt before monoliths, and dinosaurs noticed the air was getting a little nippy, I learned to love the theatre. I even tried my hand at acting. I could never muster the courage to audition until Doug Kerr, resident director and all-around theatre guru […]

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The Man Behind the Curtain by James Roland So, I’m wondering if art was invented by a coward. Because I don’t think art is brave . . . or, maybe sometimes it is, or was, back in the day of pissy French kings or twisted Caesars, but not anymore. Art is kind of like a […]

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