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...pressure on the top 10 results in Google that the false negative stuff gets pushed down," says Martin, who says it can take months to burnish an online image. "Once it's pushed out of the top 10, they're pretty much O.K." (Of course, it's not a perfect solution - readers who click to the second page of your search results will uncover your cyberskeletons...
...think of the D90 as a great camera that does a very cool and occasionally useful parlor trick. Perfect for shooting snippets of the kids playing soccer, not so good for shooting the entire school play. But as a still camera, its price ($999.95 without a lens, or $1,299.95 as a kit with a Nikkor 18-mm to 105-mm image-stabilization lens) is hard to beat...
...initiate trade negotiations--you unleash the Force on his puny, goody-good Jedi ass. You shock him, you boomerang your light saber at him, you grab him by the midi-chlorians and chuck him off a cliff. It's an authentically dark Star Wars tale and the perfect antidote to years of Ewok-flavored cuteness...
...pours a bucket of bees over Ned; they return to life in a shower of sparks), Daisies has a timeless, picture-book look. It could be set today, in the '30s, in the '70s or in any other decade fond of saturated color. Like Chuck herself, it's a perfect candidate for a second chance: as glowing and lovable as the day we first met it. You'd never believe it used to be dead...
...like a dissident’s manifesto, but instead sounds vaguely like a bizarre college essay or cover letter, establishing his academic, athletic, and extracurricular credentials. Di Pasquale is, in many ways, the ultimate representative of a Harvard culture obsessed with self-promotion. There really is no more perfect monument to grade-grubbing, fellowship-applying, e-recruiting Harvard than a student standing naked on Weeks Footbridge wrapped in text lauding his academic accomplishments, athletic prowess, and hot bod. So Matt di Pasquale, I salute you. As your magazine’s cover proclaims, “It?...