Tag Archives: Book

One Kick

If you’re looking for a great read, one book you should add to the top of your reading list is One Kick by Chelsea Cain.

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Photographs of the Ordinary, By the Ordinary

I was given Volume 4, Tattered and Lost: Cakes, Picnics, and Watermelon as a Christmas gift, and it is incredible.

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How I Wonder What You Are

My Brief History is more than just personal stories. Hawking reveals the thoughts behind some of his greatest ideas, and also shares his early interest in science, and his years at Oxford when his health began to suffer.

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About A Boy

Life will vanish, goodness will at times go and bend to darkness that is seemingly insurmountable, but stories like Erdrich’s can redeem, heal, and have staying power.

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One Is Silver And The Other Is Gold

Throughout difficult years of sorrow and disappointments she unknowingly had his love—a light from a distant sun warming her all along.

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Here’s Looking At You, Kid.

With such a strong beginning, I was convinced I would keep loving the story as it progressed. What happened next is something I am all too familiar with.

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The Future’s So Bright

Humans have always been capable of great things, but unless we evolve to be better human beings, advances in technology will not necessarily advance us.

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Out Of The Shadows And Into The Light

While there are no clear answers on how to help these individuals, it’s possible the soldiers documented were drowning in plain view, because it is not enough to have just their loved ones fighting for their survival and health.

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Gay Paree!

If America had parents, our proverbial parents would probably be England (the overbearing Father) and France (our loving and flighty Mother). But Paris would be our delightful, worldly, wise, flirtatious, possibly lesbian, beautiful, volatile Aunt with many lovers and a vast art collection. Her influence whispered in our ear, put treats in our pockets, taught […]

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Tweed, Logs, and Typey-Typey

The Tweed Ride is one of the loveliest events of the year and I want you all to go. Unless you don’t like fun, in which case you should take the time to reevaluate your priorities.

Not The Hero Chico Wanted… But The One We Deserved

Come to think of it, if this were a Joel Schumacher film, the capsule would be the size of a tomb. Annie and John Bidwell would come dancing out in a puff of smoke, each wearing impossibly sparkly catsuits

Twenty Years in the Trenches

I watch, in slight horror, as Chuck licks his lips and his eyes roll back into his head. He tips his head back, shapes his fists into devils’ horns, and then lurches forward in his chair.

Techno Lovesong

I started going to these illegal all-night parties when I was fourteen, in 1992, and for three years they were all my friends and I lived for. When I meet fourteen-year-olds now, this fact shocks me. We were children.

Best Bets – 11/17/14

If you’re a metal fan, there’s no other place to be on Sunday than at Lost.

This Week Only – 11/17/14

17 Monday Basement of Frustration: Freak Vibe, Icko Sicko, Outside Looking In, Strange Ones. 6pm, all ages, $5, (374 E […]

Turkey Bags and Trimming Scissors

Like it or not, marijuana cultivation has been and continues to be a huge underground source of income for many residents of Butte County.

Call of Duty: Advanced Warfare

Call of Duty, often abbreviated both affectionately and pejoratively as CoD, is both the industry’s poster boy and its whipping boy.

Supertime

MAD SWEET FLY PUMAS PART 2

We followed him. Lucy into the wardrobe, we felt our way in.

Into That Good Night

Death with dignity is probably my #1 social cause

Horoscopes for November 17th

Aries You can breathe a sigh of relief this week. Much of last week’s tension is lifting. Mars continues to […]

SILLIER STILL

The capitalists swept into office, and the Chico Silly Council is about to be sillier than ever.

Mad Sweet Fly Pumas – pt 1

We were the bright-burning kids of the secret night, day-glow denizens of the last true underground sub-culture that would ever be

Phoning It In

By the time you read this I’ll be married to the kindest, smartest, most loving man in the world.