New Times readers, the future of the human race depends on you!
A waterlogged alien species has risen from the murky depths of the Atlantic, thirsty for martinis made of human blood, with eyeballs instead of olives.
On May 15, our Best of 2008 issue will save the pillars of our civilization - the very best local artists, restaurants, sex toy shops, and chicken wings - because aliens don't liquidate award-winners; that would be insane.
This is where we need your help! Which liquor store should be saved? What Thai restaurant can we not live without? Which AM Radio Personality can be trusted to be our alien news source?
Hurry up and vote! The aliens have competition! Judging by that cackling in the distance, the mad scientist has finally perfected his creation: a master race of robots who feed on . . .human brains!
