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...rethink the structure and the form of the outer solar system. Our exhibit was that way for a year, and nobody complained about it until it showed up in the New York Times, Page One: "PLUTO'S NOT A PLANET? ONLY IN NEW YORK." That's when all hell broke loose and the hate mail started...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Astrophysicist Neil deGrasse Tyson | 1/21/2009 | See Source »

...emotional campaign to keep the museum afloat. "It came out of the blue. We had no idea," says Dan Young, 55, of the Santa Cruz Surfing Club Preservation Society, which is spearheading a campaign to save the institution. "My phones started ringing. E-mails started flying. We basically said, 'Hell, no! This ain't gonna happen!" (See 10 things to do in San Francisco...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Recession Threatens the Original Surf City | 1/19/2009 | See Source »

...spreadsheets, are a list of ready-to-go water projects in Minnesota. Stabbing at the sheets, Oberstar points to one item, a smallish request to build a sewage system for a tiny town in Minnesota. "I suppose someone from New York City or Los Angeles would say, 'What the hell are you doing that for? That's a sewer to nowhere! Why should we provide funds to them?' Well, because their wastewater is currently going into a creek and then into the Mississippi River and into the Gulf of Mexico...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Congress's Point Man on Infrastructure Spending | 1/16/2009 | See Source »

...from the sky, coming right at me," recalls Creger. "It hit the bridge and just kept on going like a rock into the water." He remembers that the plane's nose was tilted up when its tail crashed into the bridge, as if the pilot "was trying like hell to get that...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Archive: Plane Crashes Into Potomac River | 1/15/2009 | See Source »

...until I reached some form of organized green: the French would not be caught dead running in the street, not to mention sporting conspicuously American gym shorts and sneakers in the metro. This was not New York. People do laps of the Jardins day and night, but where the hell were they en route to the park? How else was I supposed to get there? I couldn’t very well teleport myself or something when everyone else seemed to arrive dressed to be sportif.When the weather turned too gray and rainy to rationalize running outside, I joined...

Author: By Francesca T. Gilberti, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Learning to Make a Dream | 1/15/2009 | See Source »

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