Family Circus

Reuniting with your family during the Holidays isn’t always a joyous experience: You and your siblings may be all grown up now, but you still bicker and scrap at the dinner table like when you were pimply 12-year-olds. Your mother (bless her soul) gets sloshed on boxed wine, and your…

Masters of Mayhem

What’s it take to get a Mixed Martial Arts organization off the ground? Ricky Folse knows. The MMA/boxing/kickboxing vet of 45 bouts was getting frustrated with the lack of fights in his home state of Louisiana (stemming, he says, from controversy over the “brutal” nature of the sport). So Folse…

Symphonic Graffiti

Led Zeppelin is one of those bands whose songs can be played in just about any configuration and still rock. Case in point: Puff Daddy’s cover of “Kashmir.” It was an unholy marriage, but you still wanted to tap your feet whenever Puffy shut his fat hole (however briefly). A…

The Ghost With the Most

It’s no secret that ghosts never age — the fluffy specters gain all the benefits of growing older and wiser without ever experiencing an added wrinkle or blemish. And since they love to mature (you never have to console them when they pout about their graying hair), ghost birthday parties…

The Suck-O-Meter

In terms of pure Xs and Os, there’s probably a better chance of Ricky Williams’ torn pectoral muscle donning pads and winning the rushing title than the Dolphins notching a win this week against the Ravens. Which is why fans need to turn to a more creative system — divorced…

Damn You, Rooney

If Andy Rooney were doing commentary for the 2007 Winterfest Boat Parade, it would sound something like this: “Have you ever wondered why people on boats always wave at the people on shore? It’s like they’re saying, ‘Hey, we’re on a boat, and you’re not.’ Why not just blow kisses…

Who is the Proopdog?

Improvisational guru Greg Proops is a strange cat, really; strange enough to refer to himself on his website in almost a dozen totally odd ways: Proopkitty, Dr. P, Darth Proops, Mr. Proopwell, Prooples, and, of course, Proopdog. While this could be a sign that schizophrenia has finally set in, it’s…

Dr. Hook Said it Best

There isn’t any musical fame barometer as iconic as a Rolling Stone cover photo. Even in the early days of rock, a band that got its picture taken for the cover was saying to the world, “We’ve arrived, and we’re officially a Big Fucking Deal.” There have been movies about…

Strong Arms

Hollywood is a helluva rough place, especially for a pre-pubescent funny girl harboring dreams bigger than her parents’ dingy, one-room loft. So starts Carol Burnett’s semi-autobiographical opus, Hollywood Arms. The coming-of-age tale was adapted from Burnett’s memoirs, One More Time, by her and her daughter Carrie Hamilton. For Burnett, who…

Talk Ain’t Cheap

When’s the last time you had an inspiring conversation that made you think? (No, the one where you debated the similarities between Optimus Prime and Jesus doesn’t count.) Well, according to the folks at the Palm Beach Cultural Council, a little in-depth discussion is an important part of growing a…

Shoot it Iginla

A quarter of the NHL season is officially in the books, making right about now gut-check time for our own Florida Panthers. Thanks to a late November streak, the Panthers are sitting in second place in the admittedly weak Southeast division, and the next few games could decide the final…

Leave Your Notebook At Home

Remember eighth grade English class, when you sat in the back of the room, doodling D&D characters into your notebook, only marginally paying attention to the teacher? You were an angst-ridden little guy, defiant to a fault, but when it came time to discuss Beowulf you perked right up and…

Pay Tribute to a Legend

These days, there aren’t many superstars in the Pro Billiards arena – especially since pool lost perhaps its brightest star last year, Steve “the Miz” Mizerak. The Miz was a dominating player – he won his first tourney at 13, topped the U.S. Open Championships four times, and was inducted…

Ferret Out Good Times

Ferrets are the perpetual children of the animal world – give one an old cereal box and an excised pant leg to crawl through, and she’ll imagine it into a beautiful castle with long hallways fit for a regal procession. There, Queen Snickers will reign over her all her miniature…

KISS Country

There’s something pleasantly ironic about well-mannered, artsy types saddling up to the “Starchild” himself, Paul Stanley, and having a civil conversation about modern art while purchasing one of his paintings. Would it surprise you if, at any moment, he pulled out a flying V guitar, knocked some old broad over…

Seoul Child

I’m not bragging, but if it weren’t for me, my parents would never try new food. When I first took them to a Japanese restaurant, Dad squirmed at the sight of raw toro; Mom wondered what reason there could be to eat something rolled in seaweed. Five years later, they…

Gladiator? You Bet He Was!

Query: Why did Roman soldiers eschew the mammoth greatswords of early Viking combatants in favor of small, thrusting shortswords like the gladius? (It certainly wasn’t sword envy.) Don’t know the answer? That’s OK, because Larry Rabin, a.k.a. Sir Alaric of Hopeless Romantics Entertainment does. Rabin is a professional stage combatant,…

This Ain’t No Cream of Wheat, Baby

In order for a music venue to be qualified as truly “kick-ass, dude,” it’s got to have a combination of characteristics that resemble Goldilocks’ porridge: Not so big that it loses intimacy, not so small that you’re unintentionally swapping body fluids with the person next to you. A sound system…

Your Other Home For the Holidays

You’re tired of canned cranberries, listless about dry turkey, and getting more and more nauseous over the thought of sitting next to your creepy Aunt Beatrix at the family table (she’s wheezing into the mashed potato bowl, for Pete’s sake). Fear not, friend. You don’t have to spend another miserable…

Cleaveland Rocks

You just can’t pigeon-hole Miami-based group Cleaveland Jones – doing so would be like trying to corral a roller-skating hippo who’s tripping on peyote – but you can try to connect the stray bits of sound and see if it all makes sense. Squealing, whammy fueled guitar licks that cascade…

No? How About Fighting Hooters?

Despite being saddled with a crappy name, the FAU Owls (wouldn’t Raging Hooters have been so much better?) are in control of their own destiny entering the final two games of the season. The Owls have improved dramatically under Head Coach Howard Schnellenberger since entering Division 1-A in 2005, and…

Nerds in Paradise Live

It seems Lisa Corrao and her band of rogue comics still have a score to settle with jocks everywhere, because tonight marks the third incarnation of her pleasantly geeky show, Revenge of the Nerd Comics. Returning for more punishment are the ever-lovable cast of geeks, Mike Lawrence, Patrick Schroeder, and…