Turning the valve up to the max I was one click of the ignition away from a six inch tongue of eyebrow singeing, campfire and cigar lighting blue flame. Success!

The sound of a giggling female voice has magic power, and it is impossible to not glance in the direction of the noise. It’s not until they get within 25 feet or so that you can tell if they are fat, or ugly, or 13-years-old.

After a short rest on the fourth day, I began my summit attempt at midnight. Three hours in, I was overcome with altitude sickness and stopped climbing. My porter asked if I wanted to turn back. I refused to give up and yelled 'KILL THE MOUNTAIN!' Two hours later, we breached the summit and watched the sunrise over Africa. The experience changed my life and is something I'd like to help others experience.

It is curious that two articles last week dealt with discussions of immigration and amnesty. They were in TODAY, dated 7-13 and -14, respectively and titled “Local wants Amnesty  Chapter”; and : “Religious panel examines immigration”. A spokesperson for the latter panel says the event has been ‘publicized to” Communidad Integrata (Integrated Community), whose members [...]

Spill the Beans has been a local coffee shop for 12 years, starting as a simple stand in front of City Market and growing with a faithful following of customers into it’s current location just across the train tracks from the library on 13th street.  Now, in a time when it may seem like a lot of small businesses [...]