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Barack Obama and Me
It was the year 2000 and I was a young hungry reporter in Chicago covering a young hungry state legislator
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Mescaline on the Mexican Border
Texas is the only state in the country where peyote is sold legally. Really.
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A Prison Cover-up During Hurricane Rita
For days after the storm, inmates in Beaumont lived without A/C, electricity or hot meals. Press releases kept saying everything inside was fine. Guards and prisoners agree — that was nothing but B.S.
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Little Bitty Burger Barn
"It's okay to be little bitty in the big city" is an apt slogan for this new burger joint, where sliders rule
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Ghost Town CFS: Carriage House Cafe
Step back in time — to a spooky old carriage barn with a monster chicken-fried steak
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Barack Obama and Me (251)
It was the year 2000 and I was a young hungry reporter in Chicago covering a young hungry state legislator
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A Prison Cover-up During Hurricane Rita (16)
For days after the storm, inmates in Beaumont lived without A/C, electricity or hot meals. Press releases kept saying everything inside was fine. Guards and prisoners agree — that was nothing but B.S.
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Save Lobo: A Siberian Husky Mix is Sentenced to Die (28)
Why? Because he's big and intimidating and because one family complained about him over and over again
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Are You Hot Enough for Citizen Lounge? (7)
All This Useless Beauty
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HoustonHipHop.com Relaunch Party (5)
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"CSI: The Experience"
Exhibit inspired by CBS series puts you behind the evidence
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Lisa Landolt and Jo Barrett
Two law-school-grads-turned-chick-lit-authors show us amore might be the death of us yet
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Michael Winslow
The man with ten thousand noises comes to Houston
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Houston Livestock Show and Rodeo Parade
Watch downtown turn into cowpoke heaven
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Free First Sundays: Family Flicks
The Museum of Fine Arts, Houston hosts four kid-friendly films
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Over the Weekend: Fotos, Dogs and Sausage. And Hannah Montana Too.
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Friday Night: Wilco at Verizon Wireless Theater
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Spring Training Doesn’t Count, Except for When It Does
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Sausage Fest: Bangers and Mash at Red Lion Pub
11:40AM 03/08/08
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Downtown Houston Night Crawl
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“Richard Black: The Art of Cue”
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“Seeing Beneath Mount Everest: Probing a Breeding Ground of Destructive Earthquakes
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By Michael Musto
Arnez J’s humor isn’t for everyone: He uses the N-word liberally, and at least once in every show he humps something. He makes fun of the differently-abled, homosexuals, white folks and God. In general, he does every politically incorrect thing you can think of. Oh yeah, and he’s hilarious. (“Florida got hit by three hurricanes in one month, can you imagine that? I don’t know who pissed Jesus off, but I think it was the brother that had the nerve to board up his house and then leave a note to the storm, ‘Bring it on!’ The next day the only thing left was the sign, and a note from Jesus, ‘Brought it, N-!’”) While his jokes are precise and cutting, it’s J’s physical comedy that is his strong point, with uproariously funny and dead-on accurate imitations of elderly relatives, formerly cool and now just arthritic, trying to dance, or someone responding to a favorite song (“It could be a drive-by, brother be dead and that one song comes on, aw hell, he’s gonna jump up, ‘That’s my song!’”) If you’re thin-skinned, stay home. If, however, you can stand some adult, risqué humor, get front row seats.
