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{Subject} FW: Add dr. to you name
(Here you can see the abbreviation for doctor is lowercase… It should be Dr.)
{Body of Email} Bacheelor, MasteerMBA, and Doctoraate diplomas available in the field of your choice that’s right, you can even become a Doctor and receive all the benefits that comes with it!
(Don’t know what to say about this one. Bachelor, Master, Doctorate all have double vowels. Don’t let the fact that this is a run on sentence get past you either.)
Our Diplomas/Certificates are recognised in most countries
(What is R-E-C-O-G-N-I-Z-E-D for $1000 Alex?)
No required examination, tests, classes, books, or interviews.
** No one is turned down
** Confidentiality assured
CALL US 24 HOURS A DAY, 7 DAYS A WEEK
For US: (phone numbers)
Outside US: (phone numbers)
(And the coup de gras.)
“Just leave your NAME & PHONE NO. (with CountryCode)” in the voicemail
our staff will get back to you in next few days
WHAT?!
So I’m supposed to call you and leave our name and phone number on some random voice mail so some strange person can call me back in a few days? Come on man, if you’re going to run an effective scam you can at least have live people answering the phone. I’m just saying, who in their right my would respond to this? OK, that was a rhetorical question but obviously someone is because I just got the same email. (It’s been almost and hour since the first at 9:54 AM)
]]>Dorsey is influenced by, and has played with, Adam Hood and is a talented songwriter in his own right. Whether it be on acoustic or electric, Dorsey is a local act worth seeing.
Dorsey will showcase some of his originals at the Strutting Duck next Wednesday, July 9. For more information, visit myspace.com/dallasdorsey.
The promos made me think this movie was going to be a fun, quirky comedy about a smart kid defying the prison of high school and coming out on top. If this movie was funny, somebody needs to explain the humor to me.
This movie is about as predictable as sappy chick-flicks, but it even lacks sap. “Charlie Bartlett” starts off promising, slowly developing Susan and Charlie’s (albeit predictable) relationship. However, the only thing I could concentrate on for most of the movie was how much Susan Gardner (Kat Dennings) desperately needed to remove her too-bright-red lipstick.
Even though the movie does deal with pertinent issues affecting youth today, such as the pressures of school and family, the characters were never fully developed and the film does not seem polished.
Anton Yelchin, who plays the title character, is a fairly good actor, but his ‘charm’ becomes annoying as the movie drags on. It is a cutesy, bland film leaving me not wanting more.
Charlie Bartlett is a good movie to watch if you have absolutely nothing else to watch, but otherwise I would not recommend it.
]]>I checked it out just to see the bad versions of Alanis songs, but there are actually some pretty good karaoke versions. Of course, most people aren’t following the rules and are recording “Uninvited” and “Ironic,” but some of them are actually good.
Check it all out here: myspace.com/music/Alanis-Morissette
]]>John McCain was an avid opponent of the new GI Bill when it was being debated and voted on in the House back in April. While the bill was on the Senate floor, McCain again voiced his opinion that expanding benefits for our veterans would not be a good thing. The Republican candidate for President did not take the time to show up and vote against the bill (that’s a political move so that his name is not listed as having actually ‘voted against’ it).
The White House vowed to veto a new GI Bill if it came to the President’s desk. The Pentagon was official against the bill, stating that increasing education benefits would encourage soldiers to leave the military to go to school.
The bill hit the President’s desk as an amendment in a supplemental appropriations bill. He passed it into law on June 30, 2008. In a press conference he read that McCain worked bi-partisanly to help pass this beneficial bill.
I wish people would be more honest, if you are against something - be against it and that’s that.
]]>Standard Deluxe, and its 15 years of sought after work in uniquely designed overprint T-shirts and silkscreen posters, may be Waverly, Alabama’s best kept secret.
But what brought the ever growing crowd to normally sleepy Waverly Saturday night was the most recent in Standard Deluxe’s concert performances.
Watermelon and other goodies were available immediately after entering the door, and from the opening strums of Mississippi John Doude’s guitar and beat of his bass drum, it was immediate to all that the all ages fun was just beginning.
“I am really pleasantly surprised at the turnout tonight,” Doude said just before he took the stage. “I come from a place not too much like this, McCool, Miss., and you really would have a hard time finding a crowd this big coming to anything out there.”
Doude showed great musical range as he switched from playing his acoustic guitar to playing slide, and the energy and outlaw-vibe only intensified.
“Now we are having fun!” Doude exclaimed as he switched from the acoustic to the electric guitar and finished his set with a flurry of deep and energetic blues songs.
Next, despite electrical difficulties that delayed and then halted mid-stream their second song, Blue Mountain of Oxford, Miss., took the stage and their stylized blend of blues and other influences picked up right where Mississippi John Doude left off. At times a listener may be reminded of such diverse bands as Mudhoney all the way to Pink Floyd in just a few bars of music, and the crowd was enchanted with the musical adventure unfolding in the Alabama night.
Auburn’s own Dirtnap took the stage for the finale performance and provided one of their best performances in memory. The sizeable crowd, of a few hundred people, never stopped flowing in as the night progressed. For the many who had made their first pilgrimage to Waverly this night, excited about the next installment.
]]>It is, in fact, a super-stylized, wildly outlandish action flick that will pick you up, throw you around, drop you back down on the ground and leave you begging for more. It’s the ideal, mindless summer thrill ride — one you can never take too seriously, even when it starts to take itself too seriously.
Based on the graphic novels by Mark Millar and J.G. Jones, “Wanted” follows the unlikely transformation of Wesley Gibson (the increasingly versatile James McAvoy) from miserable cubicle dweller to master assassin. When we first meet him, he’s being berated yet again by his obnoxious hag of a boss; if you know anything about anything, you know that in a fantasy world like this, she will surely get hers in the end.
Jolie, as the appropriately named Fox, yanks Wesley from his dreary life and introduces him to The Fraternity, a secret society of freakishly skilled, highly trained killers — of whom his recently murdered father, the man he never knew, was the best of the best. They’ve been around for 1,000 years and, as their cover, they work in a textile mill. Because no one would ever suspect that.
Kazakhstan-born director Timur Bekmambetov clearly had a blast emptying his own clip of filmmaking tricks: sped-up sequences, slo-mo, curving bullets that defy the laws of physics. And he serves up one tremendous car chase that will make you apprehensive about driving through Chicago anytime soon.
When things finally reach their breathless conclusion, not a hair is out of place in Jolie’s perfect, sexy twist. She’s back in butt-kicking Mrs. Smith mode — lethal but cheeky. The diminutive McAvoy, meanwhile, maintains much of the underdog likability we saw from him in the underappreciated coming-of-age comedy “Starter for 10,” but it’s obvious he’s had a few visits with a personal trainer. (It seems the Scottish actor has also seen a dialect coach, and has come back with a solid American accent.)
Sure, you’ve seen plenty of this type of amped-up nonsense before — in the “Matrix” series, or in last summer’s ultraviolent “Shoot ‘Em Up,” which was just as elaborately choreographed and edited but felt like more of an onslaught. That doesn’t make “Wanted” any less enjoyable.
And certainly you could have a philosophical debate about the merits of The Fraternity’s purpose: to kill people who were fated to do evil deeds anyway. But that would needlessly tax your brain, and there’s no room for that now. Just sit down, shut up and hold on.
“Wanted,” a Universal Pictures release, is rated R for strong bloody violence throughout, pervasive language and some sexuality. Running time: 110 minutes. Three stars out of four.
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The photos are unbelievable. Seems the bear wandered onto a beach so wildlife officials showed up and shot him with a tranquilizer dart. The dart caused the bear to freak and head out into the Gulf of Mexico where the tranq started kicking in.
]]>Last June a young girl’s legs were severed on the Superman Tower of Power ride at Six Flags Kentucky Kingdom. Doctors were able to reattach her right foot but had sever complications with her left leg.
Whenever I hear these stories, I am most concerned for the other patrons at the park; happily enjoying cotton candy with their children when a dismembered head or foot comes flying by.
]]>It’s often said that the third time’s the charm. In the case of Lil Wayne’s latest album, “Tha Carter III,” there couldn’t be a truer statement. Aside from moving more than 1 million units the first week - that’s platinum by the way - this is the most complete disc in his lengthy career. The production on the album is excellent and there isn’t one of the 18 songs on the disc that couldn’t be released as a single. Couple that with Lil Wayne’s growth as an artist and you’re looking at an Album of the Year nomination.
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If you ever have a chance to see Jonny Lang perform, I highly recommend you do. Mere words can not describe how amazing of a performer he is, and studio recordings can not capture his abilities on the guitar. While performing live, Lang breaks into a whole different level of soloing. His soulful, almost trance-like playing is very reminiscent of another blues guitarist, Stevie Ray Vaughan. At times, I almost thought the ghost of an old blues man was trying to free itself.
And the newly built Performance Art Center, located in down town Montgomery, was a great venue to watch the show. The concert hall design of only 1,800 seats guaranteed a good view of the performance.
Lang does not come to this area often so keep an eye out for him. If you are into blues or a fan of great guitar playing, you won’t be disappointed.
]]>Pity, too. Because Agent Maxwell Smart himself would have made a more entertaining movie, just by picking up a camera and bumbling his way through it.
You certainly can’t complain about the casting of Steve Carell in the lead role: What other actor has the buttoned-down looks and self-deprecating sense of humor to fill Don Adams’ shoe phone?
And director Peter Segal (“Anger Management,” “50 First Dates"”), working with writers Tom J. Astle and Matt Ember, retains just enough elements of the 1960s TV series to tug at baby boomers’ sense of nostalgia. But tonally, that’s where the similarities end.
Carell’s Smart is a good guy—hardworking, earnest, desperate to prove he’s ready to be promoted from behind the desk as an analyst to the challenges of working as a field agent. While it’s true that doing a dead-on impression of Adams would have seemed campy and fallen flat, this characterization misses the point, too. The combination of self-seriousness and ineptitude is what made Maxwell Smart a comic icon. No one involved with this movie seems to get that.
In this screen version, Smart and the glamorous, capable Agent 99 (Anne Hathaway, kicking far more butt than Barbara Feldon ever could have imagined) find themselves in a series of increasingly elaborate, explosive scenarios (hanging from a plane, being dragged behind a speeding SUV, dodging a train). It all plays out in big, loud, obvious fashion—as if the filmmakers figured the audience wouldn’t be interested in the sort of sly absurdity that gave the show its original charm.
Among the wasted supporting cast are Alan Arkin as the exasperated Chief, Terence Stamp as the evil head of the rival spy agency KAOS and Bill Murray in one painfully unfunny scene. Dwayne Johnson swaggers and flashes those blindingly pearly whites of his as the studly Agent 23, with Masi Oka and Nate Torrence grabbing a couple of laughs as a pair of put-upon CONTROL tech geeks.
As for the plot, it feels like an afterthought, something cobbled together once all the pratfalls and sight gags were lined up. (Again, several of the bad guys are Russians, but their villainy lacks the sort of relevance it had 40 years ago.) An attack on CONTROL exposes all the secret agents’ identities, leaving Max and 99 as the only ones left to go after the rival spy agency KAOS and undermine their nuclear plot.
Or something.
This requires Max to harpoon himself repeatedly in the face with one of his gadgets, then fall out of a plane without a parachute. Later, he’s at the center of jokes involving urine, vomit and his own bare backside.
In case all that failed to wow the crowds, and it probably will, “Get Smart” also wedges in a totally needless romance between Max and Agent 99. Again, part of the allure of the TV show was the banter, the tension between the two, the way they teased and cajoled each other but always managed to get the job done, somehow. The 20-year age difference between Carell and Hathaway is a bit of a distraction, but fundamentally, they just don’t have enough chemistry to suggest that falling for each other would be inevitable.
Besides, Agents 86 and 99? It just doesn’t add up.
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Here’s some shots to enjoy…
Yeah, to those who’ve never seen the naked cowboy firsthand, it is somewhat amusing to think that someone could steal his outfit. I mean, isn’t he supposed to be naked? That’s purposely deceiving. Here’s a shot for those who are confused…
