this is just ridic. the skinny on the staples is here.
who knew that scientists actually studied this stuff? results are here.


Once upon a time (or August 1st) in a far away land (or Toyota Pavilion at Montage Mountain), the following exchange took place between a well known group of brothers (Hint: last name Jonas) and a radio superstar (j/k, it’s Ralphie)…

And so the Jonas Brothers gave Ralphie a signed shirt – and now 97 BHT is giving it to you.

But that’s not all…

With the shirt, you’ll win a signed Jonas Brothers poster – and tickets to “The Burnin’ Up Tour” at The Allentown fair on August 31st.

Okay, so how do you win?

Listen to qualify this week on 97 BHT – and keep checking this page and the airwaves, as BHT will inform you of where you can sign up to qualify (plus see the shirt in person).

Powered by Hollywood Records… The station that burns up NEPA all summer long is 97.1… 97 BHT!

really clever or really, really unaware of her surroundings…

sunkist for the kid with bad teeth – and of course – fueling the stereotypes with cheetos prominantely displayed.
i thought her father was a professional chef and her co-conservator?
while brad pitt is running the world and making foreign-born babies with angelina jolie, jennifer aniston is getting dumped… again.

second time (that i know of) that mayer does this… picks up a hot, vulnerable, divorced blond… and breaks her heart.

of course, the first time jessica simpson fell victim…

alicia sacramone… 20 years old, olympic medalist, italian, young professional, beautiful… sounds like a match made in heaven for me, right?


wrong. she’s from boston. oh, and apparently she punches guys for fun.

guess i’ll have to just continue to keep my eye out at the woods…

so apparently in sweeden – there was once a law banning parents from naming their child after a rock band, fast food, or beer. the law is now a thing of the past.

she’s back, and she’s hot (again). but will she perform?

nothing like making the french eat their own toast… unbelievable race – still get a little choked up watching this…

as i drove down rte. 17, en route to wilkes-barre after a weekend home with the ‘rents in niagara falls, i began to believe that in fact i could ride a bike with no handlebars, no handlebars…

then i thought about it even more – and without my head combusting from all the thinking – realized that i could ride down rte. 17 with no steering wheel, no steering wheel…

and i can take a picture while driving fast, while driving fast…

pointless, frivolous, yet i know deep down you’re chuckling…