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Game review: Katamari Damacy

TEH. BEST. GAMES. EVAR.
By Andr'e Swartley

Issue #5
Katamari Damacy
Developer: Namco
Publisher: Namco
Platform: Playstation 2
Rating: E for Everyone

The scene opens on a nighttime field. Three cows graze peacefully, bright stars riding the black sky above them. Dawn breaks, and rising over the horizon is not the sun but the silhouette of an enormous man wearing a crown. Two Japanese symbols appear inside the man's silhouette; a singing voice bellows, "KA-TA-MA-RI DA-MA-SHIIIIII!"

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Pie and learning to let go

By Tanya Pike

I love pie.

I could go on about why - how it's the perfect marriage of crispy crust and sweet insides, about how it reminds me of my gramma's house, about how I once won a pie baking contest - but I'll spare you. I'll just leave it that I. LOVE. PIE!

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Don't put your money where your mouth is

By Jason Cox

Find more of his views at his blog: http://stingyfriend.wordpress.com

Welcome to the first installment of the new mini-blog, "Little Tip Big Money." (Please disregard the alternative meaning of the last two letters of my acronym - not intentional!)

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The Deep Freeze and 7-Layer Cookies

By Mary Pannabecker Steiner

From blog at http://steinermp.wordpress.com/

One day long ago, when my brothers and I were young, my parents purchased a large deep freeze.

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Bruno's Liquid Alarm Clock

By Philip A. Murphy

A friend and I developed this recipe a few years before Kim and Pete Suter opened Common Grounds.

It was too expensive to drive to Findlay every time we wanted a coffee drink, so we started looking through the kitchen cupboards and experimenting.
The ratios changed from time to time, but this was the mixture that worked the best.


"Bruno's Liquid Alarm Clock"
Instant Iced Mocha Latte' -- Makes 1 gallon

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A Thanksgiving story

By Tanya Pike

Her stomach growled loudly. She pressed her arms closer to try and hide the sounds. Since her father had given up his steady job and paycheck to start a new church that had no members and no money, the family had cut back drastically. Her new winter coat had come from the Dollar General store.

She sat on the school bus with her feet pushed violently under the seat in front of her. Maybe if she couldn't see the ugly tennis shoes that the popular kids had worn three years ago, no one else could either.

"Nice shoes, loser."

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