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The small things in life are the most rewarding.
President Barack Obama, winner of the 2009 Nobel Peace prize, was awarded for the things he might one day accomplish.
When you hear any announcement regarding the success of a potential HIV vaccine, you can't help but feel some form of hope and joy.
As the great Sam Cooke once said, "It's been a long, long time coming, but I know a change gonna come."
After spending a career opening for more well-known acts (this summer it was Coldplay), Pete Yorn doesn't enjoy much commercial popularity.
If you're purchasing a ticket for a movie with a title like "Zombieland," you can expect a film that doesn't take itself too seriously, provides some good laughs and sprinkles in the appropriate amount of zombie violence.
AIDS is still a problem. Cancer is increasing at a jogging pace. Not my jogging pace, but someone in shape, which is probably really fast. Millions of Americans are still without health insurance. Ya these things are important, but I know of something that is plaguing our society with a dark, relentless grasp -- choking the life and energy out of millions of people globally.
Just last night, I went for a walk to Samford Hall with some friends later at night.
Four days, 25 shows, 16 hours of sleep, zero showers and more drugs than I have even heard of.
There are a few things that are excused when you're sober.
Coming off the high of our fifth straight win and our No. 17 ranking in the national polls, we feel the need to heap praises on our Auburn family.
Last week, the Alabama Supreme Court ruled parents whose parental rights have been terminated are still required to pay child support, setting a legal precedent within the state.
The nicest thing I can say about Whitney Houston's comeback album "I Look To You" is that it's good, but it isn't Whitney good.
What I thought was going to be a lovely (assumed romance) novel about Charleston, soon turned into an unexpected adventure of characters' lives and experiences.
I enjoy a hearty laugh from time to time. This laughter has the ability to come from all directions but when someone else is able to pull it from my body and soul like a real life Shang Tsung of Mortal Kombat fame it makes it all the more special. I also enjoy a good cry sometimes. If this crying be from something that I find to be heart-wrenching AND on stage then we're in business. Now imagine if the comedy Mortal Kombat laughter and the heart-wrenching theatre stuff met in Birmingham, Alabama, went on a few dates, got jiggy with it one night and had a baby that powerful emotional seed would grow to be the Extemporaneous Theatre Company. The Extemporaneous Theatre Company, or ETC for short, is an improvisational comedy troupe that has been wowing audiences for a little over a year now. The group is assembled from an assortment of stand-up comedians and theatre actors among many other things and I was able to catch up with a couple of the ETC members Debbie Smith and Arik Sokol, in addition to ETC. founder and director, Douglas O' Neil, to ask them a few questions about the magic of improv comedy and ETC.
OK look, I know America is No. 1, awesome and the best in the world, but recently America's copycats and people who want to be us have gotten to be a little ridiculous.
The thrill of the job is what motivates me to continue in this line of work.
From where I sit I think women today, particularly in the South, have it pretty darn good.
Since October is Domestic Violence Awareness Month, we felt the need to further comment on this important issue.
As of last week, the clove cigarette and many of its other flavored brethren like vanilla and chocolate are now contraband. If you want some cloves now, you may want to try to find shifty-looking guys in trench coats standing outside tobacconist's shops.