For years I've had a theory about teleportation that has only recently been brought to mass attention by the movie The Prestige.  Many films have been made about the topic and I'm sure some lesser-known films have covered the idea of copy and kill but not as well as this film.  With such a wide reach across the world, I'm happy that many people are able to see the issue with this concept.  If you think I'm just being a paranoid sci-fi nut, think again because this technology is being actively researched with some success and may actually manifest itself in a human-usable way in the future.

Remember a time when there weren't ads before movies? It used to be that people were excited just for the previews and previews were all you got. Times were simpler then. People actually showed up early to see previews because previews were considered a perk of going to the theater. After paying $10 per seat and the same for refreshments, most people expect a certain level of comfort and service for their money. The TV-style ads have been annoying to say the least but recently I hit a new limit.

Few things in life can ruin a good mood faster than a big orange parking violation hanging off the side of one's car. I have been fortunate and have gotten myself out of the vast majority of tickets. Read on to find out how you can, too.
In Chicago, we have the option of sending in a written dispute of the ticket within 2 weeks of the incident. It's called contest-by-mail and I always opt for this route. A clear, well written letter with photos is much easier for you and hard to refute for them. If it doesn't work, you can always go to court and hope the police officer doesn't show up.

I received my first plant in 2001. It was a 5-leaf baby spider plant which had been cut and given to me by a coworker. I had never put much thought into plant-care before this gift, but within a few years I was finding that my friends were all asking me how I have such a green thumb.

I feel like it's a universal desire. Everyone seems to want to play guitar at some point or another. I definitely did. I was thirteen years old and a friend of mine was telling me how his dad just bought a couple of guitars and an amp so they could play together. I was invited over just to mess around with them because neither of us really knew how to play. We were in a dark, dingy basement trying to figure out how to play nirvana songs when Bob, the father, showed up and said "Let's jam. It'll be fun. I'll show you guys what to do." They only had 2 guitars but he brought a bass guitar in with him and asked if I've ever played before. Of course I hadn't, so I told him, "Nope." He assured me it'd be a piece of cake. I slung the bass over my shoulder and right then I got my first bass lesson.