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Ryan’s husband was turning thirty (many moons ago) and to celebrate a trip to Las Vegas was imminent. Ryan has one of those grand personalities that I can only properly describe by the phrase “Go Big, or Go Home.”  

Having Valerie, Ryan, and I on a vacation together was not common, so we each entered this with great expectations. Mine were slightly thwarted by a snowboarding mishap where I accidentallly assumed strapping both legs to a plank on snow was a wise plan. The end result was a fractured wrist and a classy casted arm to take along to a 600 degree Vegas. Poor Ryan and Val found themselves doing “rock, paper, scissors” for who would shave my legs for the week. God bless them.  Mike Tyson photo: news.yahoo.com

One night we decided a “girl’s night” was in effect and we headed out on our own. I watched this scenario like an anthropologist.  I was fascinated to see how our friend Valerie would fair in Vegas. Of the three of us I would classify Val as the one least impressed with the flash and glam of Vegas culture. We began our “clubbing” evening on the top of the Palms Casino in Ghost Bar.  

As I had suspected the excitement of Ghost Bar didn’t seem to affect Val as much, and this became pretty evident to me when she came back from the bathroom and said, “So I saw a set of sheets in Macy’s with all of the Super-Friends on them.” Ryan excused herself to call and check in on her husband and his “boy’s night” Vegas festivities, and Val and I continued our thread count conversation.

I looked to the entrance and a thick group of people walked in. The circles exterior was made up of rough looking black men, and they moved in a heard through the floor. I finally got a good glimpse of the inner circle and there was the one and only, unmistakable Mike Tyson. Myself a fan of the boxing world, I immediately pointed this out to Val. She casually looked over and said, “That’s cool. I think the guy from Saved by the Bell is here too.”  

“Iron Mike" took a seat and looked about as scary and intimidating as a man would look who can withstand having tribal images tattooed on his face. I got an idea, “let’s get Mike Tyson to sign my cast."  Val looked less than impressed at the thought of approaching the crew, so the idea was ultimately a bust.  

But I didn’t care; I had a “Vegas story” to share. We saw MIKE TYSON. A few minutes later Mike and his entourage got up and started out, they took a new route and were coming right past Val and I at the bar. They all moved in front of us and Val and I sat upright on our bar stools to watch the passing crew.   

Now, just as the anthropologist observing the ritual habits of tribal cultures of New Guinea, only so much of their data can be logical. Los Del Rio photo: Billboard.comThere’s always a chance the tribe can shock even the most noted scholar if the tribe were to have mastered the Macarena or an iPhone. My point is that the concept just doesn’t compute, and neither did this.

As the posse moved past us and "Iron Mike" was a foot from us, Val darts her hand in-between the arms of the burly “gates” and grabs the forearm of Tyson.  In a split second my heart dropped to the ground level of the Palms when I see “Iron Mike” cock his right arm and fist back in a killers “It’s ON!” stance.  Of all the scenarios I was ever considering for the evening none of them remotely revolved around explaining to an emergency room how my friend was cold cocked by Mike Tyson.

To our grace, Mike caught himself before his animal-like reflexes took over and allowed him to follow through with a swing. Val flashed a smile to the champ and he and his entourage continued out the door. Val looked at me and casually turned her chair back around, all with the ease of someone who hadn’t just stared down Mike Tyson. I would have spoken at that moment but I was too busy willing myself out of a stroke.  

“Well that was cool” Val said in an obvious attempt to break the silence.

“Why would you, of ALL people, taunt Mike Tyson?  You know he hits girls, he went to prison, twice I think.”

“Nah, he was fine.  Where are we going after this?”Bill and Ted photo: writersdigest.com

Boggled still by what just happened Ryan re-enters to coordinate the rest of our night.  

“So where do you guys want to go next?  Hey did you see that guy from Saved by the Bell is here?”  

“Val almost got knocked out by Mike Tyson,” I blurted out.

Ryan just stared at us for a moment with that classic dumbfounded look. The same look Keanu Reeves sports throughout all of Bill and Ted’s Excellent Adventure.  

We took off for more Vegas experience and left our tale of Valerie “The Vegas Virgin” vs. “Iron Mike” Tyson to Ghost Bar.  

Remember, “Go Big, or Go Home,” well I don’t think you get much bigger then taking on the champ and living to tell about it.

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Remember the days of Homey the Clown, The Buttmans, Fire Marshall Bill, Men On Film, and Anton Jackson from the 90’s FOX sitcom ‘In Living Color’?
Well it turns out youPhoto: ximagonline.com just might see the sitcom back on television real soon.
Show creator Keenan Ivory Wayans is set to bring back the show for two-half hour specials in the Spring of 2012. If the shows does well, there is an option to pick up the show for a full season or mid-season replacement.

‘In Living Color’ was a cutting edge, groundbreaking, often controversial comedy that gave Saturday Night Live  a run for its money in the early 1990’s. Some even think the quality of the show surpassed SNL in terms of quality, originality, and memorable characters during its relatively short stay in prime time. Catchphrases like “Homey don’t play that,” “Two snaps up,” and “Let me tell you something,” became part of pop culture. Moreover, the show launched the careers of Jamie Foxx, Jennifer Lopez, Jim Carrey, Damon Wayans, David Alan Grier, Tommy Davidson, and what seemed like 1,000 other Wayans siblings

As popular as ‘In Living Color’ had become, the show, often at odds with the FOX network as a result of FOX constantly threatening to censor the show. Wayans finally had enough around the end of 1992, and it’s no coincidence that the show’s quality never recovered after his departure.

Reportedly, Wayans will try to recapture the magic with a completely different cast. For about half of the show’s run, ‘In Living Color’ was one of the funniest shows on television. It's hard to recapture magic twice when reviving a classic television show, so let’s hope he can pull it off.


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Finally! This season of  Dexter  took off in episode 4. Lookout Trinity, the Doomsday Killer is getting interesting! It started with Dexter and Harrison at a baptism that Brother Sam invited them to last week. Dexter left things open in episode 3. And while it wasn’t apparent he’d attend, the way the writers have been shoving religion down viewers throats, it was no surprise he and Harrison went to check it out! Dexter Photo: Randy Tepper: Showtime

After the ritual in the water, Brother Sam spent time with Dexter asking him about his faith, or lack thereof, and then Dexter was called to one of the most intriguing crime scenes the show has ever produced!!!

Four horses, each draped with a combination of fake and human body parts on them, and the Alpha-Omega symbol painted on one of the horse’s heads lined the crime scenes. Dexter immediately thought back to his brother, the Ice Truck Killer, recognizing that this might be the most spectacular scene since those days. As the Miami Metro team worked the scene, Detective Anderson (the new guy), connected the dots and told the crew how this looked to be a story from the Book of Revelations.

Deb was called to give a media briefing, leaving LaGuerta blindsided and offended. Deb, being Deb, was uncensored during the press conference. And while the department thought this was a fault, she was called to Matthews’ office, where he thanked her and told her that the public loved her transparency!

Meanwhile, as the investigation got underway, Dexter noticed a tiny piece of paper in the victim, the jogger taken last week’s eye, and then they found a similar paper in the fruit vendor victim from episode one. No word yet what the details are here, though it’s sure to mean something to viewers eventually.

During the episode Masuka and Ryan flirt a little more, until Masuka gets a call that leads him to the ‘hand’ on an eBay like site and he has to fire her. She storms out but surely this isn’t the end for her this season! Will she learn to much? Is she a kill for Dexter? Or maybe she doesn’t meet the code.

Harrison is sick, and Dexter’s called away. As the audience learns that Harrison’s appendix is bursting and an emergency surgery must be done, they see Brother Sam show up at the hospital, and Dexter make a deal with God…. Does he believe in something? He’s not sure but for now, he just wants his son to be ok…and he is before the show ends.

While searching for clues, Angel and Quinn end up smoking a joint and then get called to check out the home of a person of interest, a former professor at a local university who they learn has been MIA for about three years after he got fired for stealing an ancient sword, one that might have belonged to John the Revelator.

Travis and Gellar go out for lunch where Travis flirts with a waitress and goes out for a date, which leads to much more. Travis creepily spies on the two and in the morning, Gellar finds her tied up in the kitchen. He chooses not to save her and her fate makes for the next crime scene, the third kill- making the Doomsday Killer a serial killer, and having the show end with her hanging in a garden- killed accidentally by a trap that detectives walk into. She’s hanging from a device with angel wings up on her sides and locust swarming the screen!

As the locusts fly off, Dexter spies Travis watching things unfold and immediately realizes that Travis knows more about this.

Episode 5 is sure to get exciting!!!


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Thank God the 2011 World Series is finally over with. We won't have to put up with the national media shoving the St. Louis Cardinals' "magical" season down our throats any longer. And, we won't have to hear about the stupid rally squirrel anymore. Also, we won't have to look at the surly Tony La Russa any longer.

For those of us in Philadelphia we are bitter, really F***ing bitter over the Phillies' chokejob against the Cardinals.

And, the fact that this Cardinals team has won 2 titles in 5 years, while the Phillies have just 1 title during their "Golden Age" stings us in the ass like the bites from 10 wasps.

Face it, the Cardinals have won 2 World Series titles in five years, but they might be the WEAKEST 2-time champ in a 5-year span in history. Their 83-win 2006 team played in a weak division, got lucky matchups, and caught a tired Detroit Tigers team in the World Series. This time around the Phillies put them in the playoffs by knocking the Braves. Then they played a team in the Rangers who outchoked the Milwaukee Brewers and Philadelphia Phillies for choking supremacy.

The fact that this so-called resillient team lost their ace Adam Wainwright (one of the top 5 pitchers in baseball) before the season - only to win it all, just shows you how weak their competition was. And, don't give me that crap about the Phillies' 102 wins. The oil was leaking on that bus right after they clinched the division in September. The 8-game losing streak was the beginning of the end for this overrated squad. The 2011 Phillies may have had more wins and a better pitching staff than the 2008 squad, but they were nowhere near as good of a "team."

Moving along, the Rangers' game 6 collapse was one of the biggest chokejobs in sports history and I hate to say it - outdid some of the horrific collapses by the Sixers, Phillies, Flyers, and even the Philadelphia Eagles. And, if you outchoke the Eagles then you are in a special class.

In most of the country, we really couldn't give a rat's ass about the Cardinals or their dumbass squirrell. The fact that these midwest dullards had to rally around a lame ass squirrel just speaks to the mentality of the yokels in the Midwest. They are safe, middle-of-the road, corny, candy ass fans. 

The Cardinals fans are considered great fans by the national media particularly because they aren't "tough" on their athletes like around Philly. Bulls**t. If they had to put up with the "$120 million man", Cliff Lee choking in Game 2 like that they wouldn't be so forgiving.

You know what else is great about the end of the World Series? Philly hater Joe Buck won't be able to perform verbal fellatio on the Cardinals entire team anymore this year. It's obvious this man is a Philly hater whenever you listen to him during any games involving the Phillies or Eagles, which is sickening enough. But, it was a wet dream for him to broadcast the World Series with his favorite team the Cardinals defying all odds to win it all in seven games. Listening to him ooh and ahh over this team was as painful as watching an episode of 'The Playboy Club.'

So, Cardinals fans get off your high horses and realize that 95% of the country could give a flying bleep about your fluke of a team. In St. Louis where yokels worship their millionaire overpaid athletes like heros - you might think everybody cares, but we really don't. We don't give a bleep in Philly. They don't care in Chicago. They don't care in New York. And, they don't care in California. And, they don't care in Florida...well the bandwagon fans down there actually don't care about sports unless their teams get into the NBA Finals or World Series. So they might have you beat for the title of lamest fans in sports.

Suck on that St. Louis.

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You’ve ALL been there and you know it. Curiosity.   
I don’t know if it’s true that curiosity killed the cat, but curiosity was responsible for the issuing of many a bail bond I am sure.  

One particular weekend my curiosity got the better of me, and just like a Keanu movie, the punishment just kept coming.  Sex club raid photo: echinacities.com

One Monday morning I was listening to the exciting exploits of my friend Madelyn. Considering my weekend consisted of watching “Dying to be Thin” on the Lifetime network, I NEEDED a scandal to perk me up.  

Madelyn told me about her girl’s night out and their visit to Club Kama Sutra, a member’s only voyeuristic sex club in the city. The BYOB establishment (I am assuming you bring your own for hygienic reasons) was located in a building blended seamlessly among storefronts downtown.   

I was enthralled. I blurted out, “I WANT TO GO.”  Madelyn looked at me as though I was asking her to take me to a ritual killing. She said, “Ok. Saturday night.”   

On Saturday we pulled up at the address and I was confused. It was a white; in descript storefront with a small overhead sign reading something about sugarless gum and roosters.  I lie to you not; it had something to do with roosters.

Inside the first floor is for dining (because one wants to enjoy a nice piece of salmon so close to an active orgy). The second floor is in no way shape or form forced on any visitor he was sure to stress. The second floor is the ONLY place for sex..... and boy-howdy was it!  I immediately observed how minimal the décor was, and my second observation was “OH MY GOD EVERYONE’S DOING IT!!”  Mass naked-ness was everywhere, and no one was an Adonis I assure you. This was obviously the playground to a lot of renaissance faire lovers who usually only have the opportunities to live out these type of fetishes and fantasies in the privacy of their home and internet connections.    

My third and final observation of the second floor was that I am NOT voyeuristic. I wanted out of there, and to re-join the land of the “pant-ed.” Madelyn clearly interpreted my new shade of pale correctly and suggested our guide take us to another floor. The third floor was much less stressful. There was a dance floor, clothed folks, and a great DJ. Madelyn and I danced with each other and made friends with the other third floor dwellers. Now I was smiling and finally back to my general shade of pale.  

Then all of the sudden, the music came to an abrupt stop and a man’s voice bellowed: “Everyone this is a raid.”

That paler shade immediately returned and I stared at Madelyn. We rushed along with the other “caught” folks down the stairs to the closest exit.  

Unfortunately, this did mean going past the dreaded second floor where people floundered to get clothes on quicker than…well, there isn’t really a better analogy here; quicker than those raided at a sex club would. The host and tour guide frantically handed out coats to the lemmings running out, and then I heard him say, “just put up your middle finger and they won’t put your face on camera.”

I grabbed my coat and went for the door reluctantly, but at the same time, I sure as hell didn’t want to stay in this “Titanic” of a bad idea. Madelyn turned around and looked at me and said “ok, you ready? Just put up your middle finger.”  Madelyn darted out fingers a-blazin.'  I strategically stand behind a taller gentleman, take in a little regret of having seen him naked earlier, and dart out the door behind him. I take my coat, flail it over my head and take off down the street like Lindsey Lohan running from the paparazzi. After my sprint down a Philadelphia alley-way, my evening was complete.

So did curiosity really kill the cat? Maybe not, but curiosity most certainly killed the sound void I once had in my category of mental images, which before that night didn’t include a population of fetish driven swingers in their craft.  

Let this be a lesson to you, if you ever do get the same curiosity, by all means, “to each their own,” you only live once.

My advice would be to just bring a big enough coat.  

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Looks like Father Time is running out on one of the NFL's most controversial and high-profile stars. Terrell Owens, who is coming off an ACL tear he suffered during the offseason may be at the end of the line.

Terrell Owens held a public workout yesterday for prospective NFL teams, but not one team bothered to show up.

I can't say I feel sorry for him. He was an absolute jerk his entire career and has blown off countless fans during his career. I'll never forget 2005 when he didn't show up to sign autographs during Eagles training camp when he was having a pissing match with the front office.

His sidewalk situps interview was humorous at the time, but nobody was laughing when the Eagles were 6-10, just one season after losing the Super Bowl to New England by 3 points.

Terrell Owens finally got a taste of his own medicine when the entire NFL blew him off and basically said "no thank you."

It's safe to say that Owens' career is toast. He'll certainly get into the NFL Hall of Fame, but his career will be tarnished by his a**hollery, particularly in Philly.

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"I'm sure the ESPN documentary of 'The Real Rocky'  featuring the Rocky/Chuck Wepner connection is a well made and interesting documentary. The story has been recounted many times and it wasn't Stallone who started it. But is it the story of the "Real Rocky"? I don't think so. From the time I first saw the original Rocky, I was sure I knew who the real Rocky had to be.

No doubt Rocky was the reincarnation of a Jersey City homeboy/legend, Frankie DePaula. As a kid, I already knew the true story/legend of Frankie "knocking out" the cop on the corner of Duncan and West Side, just down the street from his family home and PS 17.Frankie DePaula photo: saddoboxing.com

The story gets better. Who becomes muscle for the mob? Who else is a local club fighter? Who gets a Garden Main Event against Dick Tiger, former world middleweight and light heavy champion, oftened called the greatest fighter of his time? Who knocked Tiger off his feet for the first time ever? Or should I say the first 3 times in the 1968 fight?

Unfortunately Frankie goes down about 6 times--sounds like Rocky vs Apollo Creed to me. Who puts down Bob Foster, another great champion only to lose on application of the 3 knockdown rule? Frankie DePaula not Chuck Wepner. (Take a look at the images on the web, Frankie Depaula even looked like Rocky, or should I say Stallone)

Maybe Chuck Wepner gets the coverage because he is alive to talk about it. Frankie lived (not for long) to write the final episode of the movie series that was not the conclusion shown in theaters.

Truth is that Frankie (Rocky) meets a gangland death. Stories vary  as to whether it was the result of hijacking the wrong guy's truck to messing with a made guy's woman.

Frankie DePaula might not have been a real good guy, but he was the "Real Rocky."

What do you have to say about that Sylvester?"

Very truly yours,
Don Gorenberg

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PHILADELPHIA – Dancin’ its way back by popular demand, PHL17 will be celebrating the 30th Anniversary of Dancin’ On Air with a totally tubular 80s Dance Party at the Electric Factory on Friday, November 4, 2011 from 8pm-2am.

The station once known as “The Great Entertainer” promises to deliver one bodacious event with host appearances, a live DJ spinning all the hits, and more!  PHL17 will be shooting footage during the 80s Dance Party for an upcoming Dancin’ On Air special set to air Thanksgiving night in prime time as well as future specials that are in the works.

Dancin’ On Air was broadcast live from October 12, 1981 to December 31, 1987, reaching across seven east coast states. Featuring a mix of reality, music, and dance, Dancin’ On Air spearheaded the return of the daily dance show in Philadelphia. Live from PHL17’s very own studio, the broadcast was also known to travel on-location to other East Coast favorites such as Penn’s Landing, Ocean City, Wildwood, and Hershey Park, to name a few.

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Last night Albert Pujols rocked the Texas Rangers for 3 home runs, 5 hits, and 6 RBI last night in the Cardinals' 16-7 rout of the Rangers in Game 3. It was a historic game for Pujols, and puts him up there with Reggie Jackson - who had 3 homeruns in the 1977 World Series.

The Cardinals now have a 2-1 lead in the series.

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This is yet another reason for Phillies fans to feel the pain. This is the team the Phillies should have swept had Cliff Lee not choked in Game 2 of the NLDS.

While the Cardinals-Rangers World Series is far from over, it looks like the Cardinals have the Rangers playing catch-up. Yet again it looks like a team will go on to win a championship after knocking one of our teams out of the playoffs.

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The Tooth Fairy was the biggest let down of the season to date!Billy Brown as Mike Anderson and Jennifer Carpenter as Debora Morgan (Season 6, episode 3) - Photo: Randy Tepper/Showtime Photo: Randy Tepper/Showtime

Episode 3 opened with the fast-paced, what’s gonna happen next rush that fans long for with this show.

Within seconds, Deb and Dexter were called to a homicide scene, we flashed to the jogger Gellar and Travis trapped being tortured by them, and then went to Miami Metro HQ where Deb struggled with her first day as lieutenant.

Yet the episode that seemed to bring back the momentum everyone is longing for from the Ice-Truck Killer and Trinity days ended in the usual blasé fashion we’re getting accustomed to.

The homicide scene led Dexter back to some childhood memories and helped him connect with his favorite serial killer from his youth; The Tooth Fairy. Dexter ended up befriending the now 70-something retiree on the golf course and doing his usual due diligence while preparing for a kill.

The Tooth Fairy scenario was exciting and had the audience thinking that perhaps this would be the hook for season 6- someone who has a trademark takeaway, a new twist in this long-winded entrance for Gellar and Travis perhaps? But alas, the Tooth Fairy was only on for episode 3 and he was killed before the show ended.

The lesson he brought was that of legacy. As the kill scene had him excited for his son to know the truth, Dexter switched his plans to make sure the secret stayed that way forever by making the death seem like a heart attack, and then dumping the trophy teeth into the ocean. This scene plays into the growth for Dexter and where he will go as a killer and a parent. Do serial killers still exist as senior citizens? Can he ever give up his dark passenger?

At Miami Metro, Lieutenant Morgan’s first day was less than enviable. She was undermined by LaGuerta and Quinn in the briefing room. Then while looking to replace the detective spot her new role left open, she received unsolicited advice by LaGuerta and Angel. Luckily, she had Dexter to lean on, and in the end she trusted her gut. We also learned there's more to Masuka's intern than her looks. Clearly she's 'going out' with him with a hidden agenda. Can't wait to see what she does with the 'hand' from the ice truck killer case! Also looks like there might be a Detective Anderson on the squad soon…though when he joked with Deb and asked her to fetch the real Lieutenant, he left himself on the chopping block for sure. Do you think he’ll end up dating Deb or LaGuerta?

As for Gellar and Travis, the two are less exciting in each episode (as I mentioned last week), and the writers are disappointingly slow to drum up any intrigue with the main villains this season. Here’s hoping, again, that this week we learn more.

In the meantime, the show switched gears to the final scene in a way that left audiences wondering whether they changed the channel. Homicide victims on horseback? Should be an interesting episode 4!


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