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Some gems included are:

And why couldn’t an Autobot translate these symbols?
Because Bumblebee is mute and the Racist Twins are poor black robots from the slums of Cybertron who never learned how to read. It’s a sad commentary on Cybertronian society. Like The Wire, actually.

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Can you explain Megan Fox’s appeal?
Yes. She looks like a porn star and has the same acting talent as one, yet for some reason she makes mainstream movies. This tonal disconnect is what’s so appealing about her.

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Excellent use of technology, and a statement on how the iPhone, as a platform, is kicking people’s imaginations into high gear.  The ability to make the same application for other platforms is a few years old, but it took the “sexiness” of the iPhone to make it happen.

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It took me three days to figure out that there was another side to the tape. That was not the only naive mistake that I made; I mistook the metal/normal switch on the Walkman for a genre-specific equaliser, but later I discovered that it was in fact used to switch between two different types of cassette.

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How many people does it take to break the Internet? On June 25, we found out it’s just one—if that one is Michael Jackson.

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Somehow, Paul Simon singing about EKTACHROME wouldn’t have the same ring.

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See if you can spot the guy dressed as Borat (hint: take the square root of 3,136 and subtract 40).

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Why don’t they match?  Why?!

Because Monday was Memorial Day and I had the day off, I slept in, which resulted in me not going to sleep until late Monday night/early Tuesday morning. I probably got about four and half hours sleep, which is much less than I need.  I was fine until about 9 PM when my tiredness hit me like a ton of bricks, and since I was watching the Mets game, I decided that I would go to bed as soon as it was over.

At 10:15 PM I found myself in bed, and after reading one page of my magazine, I went to sleep.

I was awakened by my alarm clock at 6:30 AM. As I was taking the requisite 30 minutes to wake up, I glanced out the window and thought that it was quite dark for the time of year, but figured that it was either raining or going to rain.  At about 7:15 AM I got out of bed and started my morning routine.

I was about 3/4 of the way through my cup of coffee, watching SportsCenter, and reading the news, when I just happened to glance at the clock on my living room wall.  It said 5:45 AM. I made a mental note to replace the battery in it.  I then looked at the clock in the corner of my computer, and it said—you guessed it—5:45 AM.

Twilight Zone music started going in my head.

I grabbed my iPhone and it agreed.  I grabbed my BlackBerry and, although it complained about it being too early, it agreed as well.

In the middle of the night, my alarm clock’s time advanced by two hours.  That means that I originally woke up at 4:30 AM and got out of bed at 5:15 AM.

No wonder it was so dark out.

It’s much lighter now.

As far as I know, nobody goes to that part of Manhattan anyway — it’s too crowded.

Come to think of it, didn’t Yogi say that?

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