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...good burst from a can of compressed air will get the dust out of your keyboard. If your computer desktop is as messy as your real one, that's easily corrected too. You just have to be merciless. Dump those obsolete documents. Delete old e-mails without looking back. Trash any program you haven't used since the last millennium...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Spring Cleaning, No Mops | 4/8/2002 | See Source »

...SPECIAL ED AND SKINNY BLACK GUY With the help of guest comedians, these trash-talking marionettes will make real-life prank phone calls as part of the cast of Comedy Central's new TV show Crank Yankers...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: At Hand: A New Puppet Regime | 4/8/2002 | See Source »

According to Kirkland House Superintendent Scott Haywood, who assessed the situation Saturday morning, the fire burned only the trash inside the dumpster...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Dumpster Fire Forces Evacuation | 4/8/2002 | See Source »

...title of Miss Harvard 2002. I successfully transformed myself from an awkward nerd to a voluptuous bombshell by applying a sharp razor to my hairy legs and a thick layer of concealer to my blemished face. Post-pageant, with my bouquet of roses dying and my breasts in the trash can, I assumed I would resume the mundane, insular life where I’m mildly anti-social and invariably celibate (the latter not by choice). But the rhinestone-studded tiara and the crimson-colored sash resting on my bookshelf haven’t started collecting dust just yet. Instead...

Author: By William L. Adams, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: The True Confessions of Miss Harvard | 4/5/2002 | See Source »

...didn’t know about my tiara, nor did he know about my sash. There were no cameras for me to smile into and the trash can with my breasts was literally a thousand miles away. Still, I carried with me the silly notion that I am Miss Harvard. I know that the title has gone to my head and that I’ve exaggerated its importance. I know there is no Miss Ivy League pageant to prepare for, no events for me to speak at and no official duties to perform. But the crown has reminded...

Author: By William L. Adams, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: The True Confessions of Miss Harvard | 4/5/2002 | See Source »

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