Dickie Cronkite

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...OK look. Are the Winter Olympics over yet? Is it safe to come out? (ba-dump) Can I visit ESPN.com? Or are men dressed like swans still winning medals? Just let me know.

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And now for more shocking adventures in photojournalism.

As I type, two lonely, unused complimentary tickets to the National Date Festival rest on my desk. ...The National Date Festival.

I know, I know. But in 100 percent no-bullshit seriousness, I would have driven another 500 miles for this one event had it not happened last Friday. It's the one thing that would've dragged me from a 135th consecutive viewing of Soderbergh's under-achieving Ocean's Twelve, on HBO:

Holy shit! Those guys are riding fucking birds! And how the hell are the stands only two-thirds full?? I thought this only happened in Atari-2600 Land.

Talk about a crowd-pleaser...do you go to school for this? Do I need a need another degree? This needs to happen. Make it so, Number One.

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