Honestly, it probably comes down to the reviewer's experience in those cities. For example, I think that objectively, Florence is probably the nicer city, but objectively, I had a much better time in Barcelona. I was the ugliest person in Spain the day I set foot there. The Barcelonians (?) were just born to have a good time. It's like they were professional partiers. If you can arrange to stay in a flat with a bunch of beautiful University of Barcelona students with low standards, I highly highly recommend it.

I haven't been to either one, because I'm xenophobic (or something like that).

But, how can you not go to the city that inspired the movie that had this in it:

Ted: Spanish girls tend to be really promiscuous.
Fred: You're such a prig.
Ted: No, I wasn't using "promiscuous" pejoratively. It's just a fact. They have completely different attitudes toward sex.
Fred: Well, I wasn't using "prig" pejoratively.

While this advice is helpful generally, you need to remember your audience. How are the public libraries in each city? Will Ty experience any difficulty finding high speed internet access in either place?

I am my only audience, didn't you realize that by now?

NFH, Where ARE You?
 

For you, you old nut:

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The most self-absorbed man in all of major league sports returns tonight.

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SAN FRANCISCO - Barry Bonds makes his season debut for the Giants tonight when they host San Diego in San Francisco. He'll start the game in left field and bat cleanup.

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is that the right picture?

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Which part of TO's behavior do you consider most narcissistic? I, for one, think it's his making a big fucking deal about how he's not talking to McNabb while also making snotty comments about him in a public forum. A familiar scenario, no?

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Good catch. Apparently living in San Francisco does something to your ego if you play sports - even for a crappy team.

Barcelona, hands down
 

I preferred Barcelona, and that was before they prettied the city up for the Olympics. Not my favorite city in Spain, but I will take Spaniards over Italians any day of the week and twice on Sunday (I watched too much cliche ridden fottball over the weekend). They are better looking, nicer, saner, funner, far less smelly or likely to grope your wife.

As for the food, I again far prefer Spanish to Italian, but Italian cuisine is one of my least favorite. I suspect, however, that Tyrone already knows which type of food he prefers.

As for scenery, I will give it to Florence, but my experience is that the scenery was marred by the grimy dirtiness of the city. I felt like I had to look down all the time to make sure I avoided the fecal (not all doggie) landmines that littered the sidewalks.

As for art, I will take the Gaudi cathedral, park and buildings, the Miro museum, and the Dali museum over room after room after room after room after room of fucking Renaissance art. How many different ways could they draw the Madonna and child? I don't know, but clearly not enough to keep me interested.

Barcelona, hands down
 

2. Epcot Barcelona kicked Epcot Florence's ass.

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That's one. Also, holding out and saying he won't play, but then coming back and playing after all.

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What in the WORLD are you talking about?

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Come to LA, we'll play 18 at Griffith Park golf course. You're likely as not to see a coyote or two hanging out in the fairway as you hit your drive.

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If only he had an ignore function.

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Good GOD, Str8, is there no END to your name-dropping?

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If I start going to the starbucks across from CAA regularly at about 8:15/8:30 am, do my chances of seeing someone famous go up?

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Oh, but the mere fact that he can't stop talking about McNabb doesn't mean he's not actually ignoring him.

:td:

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The team is nothing without him.
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Dear newest poster:

FYI. I am 49 years 7 months. I am not sure how much insight you will offer us.

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I bet he gets the record before he is done.

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Thanks for pre-empting my smart-assed comment about your "wayback" machine. Fucker.

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I don't know, but I'm thinking of changing jobs to something in that part of town. Even then, I'm not a coffee drinker, so I'm unlikely to learn the answer to your insincere question.

Ask your friendly neighborhood coffee-swilling CAA stooge.

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You're welcome. Ty@50 clued me in that it was coming.

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My experience, dated as it is, says no. The Starbucks in Brentwood (by the mezza luna-if its still called that) used to get a fair number of celebs. Plus a guy who usually had a talking parrot on his shoulder.

Mess
 

He couldn't take the snide comments from not Bob anymore, so Messier has decided to hang it up.

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Why do you think my question is insincere, and where do I find a coffee-swilling CAA stooge, and how close to there, exactly? BH generally, or that part of BH, or some part of LA close to that end of BH?

Ooooh, guidance counselor at BHHS?

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I hope he takes a fastball to the abdomen before he's done.

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He's probably wearing abdomen armor.

He's been healthy for a while. He was just waiting to get all of the roids out of his system.

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He'd be better off to wear a football helmet instead.

And according to some people it takes like 16 months for that stuff to "process."

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I care, I think it's cool.

My in-laws, who live in a rural backwater, have wolves. Actual fucking timber wolves, on their property. Now, the in-laws are relatively grateful because they used to have something of a deer infestation, which was murder on my m-i-l's garden flowers, but they are also somewhat distressed because the wolves apparently ate some of the (cute) foxes but didn't eat any of the porcupines. Wolves apparently being, unsurprisingly, smarter than their last dog.

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that so many people go through life without a mirror. I mean, that is the only explanation as to why there are so many sartorial missteps on your average day in the big city.

Will anybody be Suzanna to my Trinny (or vice versa)? I'm thinking we could do a drive-by clinic, where we would set up a booth on my midtown corner and shout out helpful tips to grateful passers-by.

Some of the helpful tips I would have shouted out today:

Madam, do not wear black stockings (nearly opaque ones at that!!) with those high-heeled shoes. You look like a tart. Furthermore, the short skirt compounds the problem, and is completely the wrong length for your body type. The shape of the skirt, however, is just right. It just needs to be about 8 inches longer.

You. Yes, you over there. You have pretty decent legs, but your shorts are about two sizes too small. And not in a good way. Your legs would be shown to best advantage if that denim-y fabric were not riding up your bum.

There were others, but I'm starting to feel a little mean.

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They should make him captain! The Eagles would be much better.

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Next time, take photos and send them to Glamour, so we can all poke fun. Do they still do the "Glamour don'ts?"

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Great present for groomsmen: personalized bowling balls.

Mine says "Homer".

Ew.
 

Kimberly Stewart found a happy home for her old breast implants. The 25-year-old daughter of rocker Rod Stewart had fake boobs put in when she was 18, but later had them removed. “I’m older now and more comfortable with my body. I actually prefer being flat-chested. It’s just so much easier,” Stewart tells the October issue of Stuff magazine. “Jack Osbourne wanted them, so I framed them and he put them on his bathroom wall.”

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If you don't like it, I know somebody who will!

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Does this mean you have to name your kid Bart?

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Do you really mean that about my legs?

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I'm sorry to have to be the one to tell you -- but somebody had to. (You'll thank me someday.)