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I was cruising through some photos on the Runamuk Visuals site and wondered why I didn’t remember playing a show with PamPamPam! at the Shark Bar on the Goldie. Oh that’s right. It’s not me. Guess I’ll just have to add him to my list. [Link: Runamuk Visuals]

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The Governor’s Mansion that Ronald Regan and his wife Nancy had built in 1974 was never lived in by a governor. Now, the Carmichael ranch house immortalized by writer Joan Didion in her book The White Album has become a gated community for four new tract homes on a golf course. One of them is [...]

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Unboxing pr0n doesn’t getting any goofier than this. . . . thanks, Brian. Your neighbors are going to be stoked. [Link: Tuba Unboxing]

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That crazy US Forest Service has actually installed a WI-FI hotspot in the middle of their wood farm. Please, step into my new office. . .

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Over the past couple years, my Dad has been working his way through stacks of old photos. Here is one he sent of my grandfather on a lunch break in the summer of 1930. Grandpa Crane never entered a gym that I know of, but he spent a couple summers in his youth working for [...]

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In July we bought a new 3G AT&T wireless modem card for the Macbook thinking it would be a great for the three weeks we’d be spending in the mountains with no Internet connection. For $60 a month, the card offered “high-speed” 3G connection to the Internet when in the service area. And, if we [...]

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Alison Berkley was an editor at TransWorld Snowboarding Magazine back in the late 90s. Now she lives in Aspen and writes a weekly column for The Aspen Times. Last week she visited the ASR Show for the first time in 10 years and it apparently got her spinning. She wrote about in this weeks column. [...]

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I spent the entire summer I turned 17 working on an archaeological dig in Israel. It was for college credit and it was the “Holy Land.” Every morning we’d get up around 3 AM and dig away at Tel Dor until noon when it became too hot to do much of anything but float in [...]

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