Minnesota's Tim Pawlenty grooms himself for vice-presidential consideration--by being a jerk.
Our reporter sets out in search of a naked lunch.
Before swinging a bat in a lesbian softball league, pick a side: gay or straight?
At JFK, Erhan Yildirim clears corpses for takeoff.
If ever any décor were noteworthy in a standard college sports bar, Titanic's microbrewery would be. Looming over the dining area from behind a glass case, it has been the source of many beer-fueled blackouts and, ironically, the only thing clearly recalled the next day.
Onstage a woman sang "Faithfully" by Journey. "That's the wrong song for this meat market," Robbie said as the singer belted out lyrics like a contestant on American Idol. Next a young blond man in eyeglasses and a beanie delivered Elton John's "Don't Let the Sun Go Down on Me" with closed eyes, a trembling jaw, and clenched fists. But just when things were actually getting too serious, the karaoke host announced the winner of the costume contest: Hannibal Lecter. He promptly mounted the stage and burst into a growling rendition of Toto Coelo's "I Eat Cannibals."