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Greatest Hits Volume One Apr 18, 2015 From Abba to Judy Garland, the 200-member San Diego Gay Men’s Chorus celebrate 30 years of singing with this special anniversary performance. 99 other events on Saturday, April 18
 
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Normal Heights artist finds market for snarky wares
Cocktail Tales
Jackson Milgaten incorporates classics and finds from his travels
Seen Local
The second in our series on the artists awarded grants through the Creative Catalyst Fund
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MEAT San Diego event with Dona Esthela and Javier Plascencia
North Fork
Popular Carlsbad spot has its own farm

 

 
 
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Monday, March 4,2013
Sordid Tales

Why it’s perfectly acceptable to download free music

File sharing is nature’s way of refunding audiophiles for previously purchased crappy albums

By Edwin Decker
Do you want to know why I don't feel sorry for the record companies when they complain about file sharing and other piracy? Because, when you think about it, they still owe consumers a lot of money.
Monday, February 18,2013
Sordid Tales

Nobody needs to ‘need’ an assault rifle

What we ‘need’ is to pursue the things that make us happy

By Edwin Decker
I'd like to state at the outset that I'm not necessarily against gun control. What I am against is a certain argument that many gun-control activists use when referring to assault rifles.
Wednesday, February 6,2013
Sordid Tales

Who the hell cares about Beyoncé lip synching?

I the hell care about Beyoncé lip synching!

By Edwin Decker
I must admit, I’m fascinated by the topic of lip synching. I’ve truly enjoyed watching and listening to all the talking heads bicker about whether Barack Obama knew that Beyoncé was using a backing track at the inauguration.
Tuesday, January 22,2013
Sordid Tales

Mentoring a horny, drunken Pacific Beach baboon

Lesson 1: Don’t hit on the bartender

By Edwin Decker
It was on a busy Saturday night, in a bar on Garnet Avenue, when I unknowingly stooled up beside a horny, drunken Pacific Beach baboon.
Tuesday, January 8,2013
Sordid Tales

Why recycling is a waste of money, time and energy

A defense of conservatism

By Edwin Decker
As a fence-sitting political independent, I’ve taken a lot of grief over the years from my mostly Democratic friends who say it’s a copout to avoid picking a side. 
Wednesday, December 26,2012
Sordid Tales

Who’s really behind the war on Christmas?

It’s not what you think

By Edwin Decker
It occurred to me recently that Bill O’Reilly, Sean Hannity et al. are right. There actually is a war on Christmas, only it’s not being waged by secular progressives, as they claim. 
Monday, December 10,2012
Sordid Tales

The secret meaning of ‘The Twelve Days of Christmas’

The truth is, no one knows

By Edwin Decker
As a child, I was always fascinated by some of the mysterious and often archaic lyrics of traditional Christmas songs. For instance, what the criminy is a bobtail in “Jingle Bells”?
Tuesday, November 27,2012
Sordid Tales

Everything in the universe is natural, except Nicki Minaj

A syllogistic refutation of the Family Research Council and its ilk

By Edwin Decker
On Oct. 3, Tony Perkins of the Family Research Council was on Mike Huckabee’s radio show dropping some homophobic horseshit about how gays will never have a “sense of self-fulfillment” in their lives because homosexuality is “outside of how God created men and women.”
Wednesday, November 14,2012
Sordid Tales

Why hurricane Sandy proved that God’s switched parties

You can’t have it both ways, Christian right

By Edwin Decker

Ahem. Sorry, my throat is a little scratchy from all the cheerin' and a-yellin' I did on election night. Allow me to clear it again. Ahem.

Monday, October 29,2012
Sordid Tales

Football is the standard for vicarious sexual metaphors

When it comes to kissing and telling, baseball doesn’t hit any home runs

By Edwin Decker
As a married man who lives vicariously through the sexual exploits of his single friends, I am growing continually dissatisfied with the baseball metaphor as being the standard for when your buddy shares how far he went with his most recent date.
 
 
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