The New York Times (NYT) is an American daily newspaper founded and continuously published in New York City since 1851. The New York Times has won 108 Pulitzer Prizes, more than any news organization. Its website is the most popular American online newspaper website, receiving more than 30 million unique visitors per month.
Although the print version of the paper remains both the largest local metropolitan newspaper in the United States, as well as the third largest newspaper overall, behind The Wall Street Journal and USA Today, its weekday circulation has fallen since 1990 (as have other newspapers) to fewer than one million copies daily. Nicknamed "the Old Gray Lady", and long regarded within the industry as a national "newspaper of record",The New York Times is owned by The New York Times Company, which also publishes 18 other newspapers including the International Herald Tribune and The Boston Globe. The company's chairman is Arthur Ochs Sulzberger Jr., whose family has controlled the paper since 1896.
Curtis James Jackson III (born July 6, 1975), better known by his stage name 50 Cent, is an American rapper, entrepreneur, investor, record producer, and actor. He rose to fame with the release of his albums Get Rich or Die Tryin' (2003) and The Massacre (2005). His album Get Rich or Die Tryin' has been certified eight times platinum by the RIAA.
Born in the South Jamaica of Queens, New York City, Jackson began drug dealing at the age of twelve during the 1980s crack epidemic. After leaving drug dealing to pursue a rap career, he was shot at and struck by nine bullets during an incident in 2000. After releasing his album Guess Who's Back? in 2002, Jackson was discovered by rapper Eminem and signed to Interscope Records. With the help of Eminem and Dr. Dre, who produced his first major commercial successes, Jackson became one of the world's highest selling rappers. In 2003, he founded the record label G-Unit Records, which signed several successful rappers such as Young Buck, Lloyd Banks, and Tony Yayo.
Bob Owens (born c. 1935) is a former American football player and coach. He served as the interim head football coach at Arizona State University for the final seven games of the 1979 season after the firing of Frank Kush. Owens compiled a record of 3–4.
Natalie Hershlag (Hebrew: נטלי הרשלג; born June 9, 1981), better known by her stage name Natalie Portman, is an actress with dual American and Israeli citizenship. Her first role was as an orphan taken in by a hitman in the 1994 French action film Léon, but mainstream success came when she was cast as Padmé Amidala in the Star Wars prequel trilogy (released in 1999, 2002 and 2005). In 1999, she enrolled at Harvard University to study psychology while still working as an actress. She completed her bachelor's degree in 2003.
In 2001, Portman opened in New York City's Public Theater production of Anton Chekhov's The Seagull. In 2005, Portman received a nomination for the Academy Award for Best Supporting Actress as well as winning the Golden Globe Award for Best Supporting Actress - Motion Picture for the drama Closer. She won a Constellation Award for Best Female Performance, and a Saturn Award for Best Actress for her starring role in V for Vendetta (2006). She played leading roles in the historical dramas Goya's Ghosts (2006) and The Other Boleyn Girl (2008). In May 2008, she served as the youngest member of the 61st Annual Cannes Film Festival jury. Portman's directorial debut, Eve, opened the 65th Venice International Film Festival's shorts competition in 2008. Portman directed a segment of the collective film New York, I Love You.
Mark Bittman (born c.1950) is an American food journalist and author. He is a columnist for The New York Times.
Bittman is a graduate of Stuyvesant High School Class of 1967 and of Clark University.
Bittman is a prolific author on the topic of food and cooking. Three of his books, including Cooking at Home with a Four-Star Chef, have been given the IACP/Julia Child and/or James Beard awards.
Bittman published his book Leafy Greens in 1995, How to Cook Everything in 1998, Fish - The Complete Guide to Buying and Cooking in 1999 and Simple to Spectacular in 2000.
In 2005 he published the book, The Best Recipes in the World and Bittman Takes On America's Chefs and hosted the Public Television series Bittman Takes on America's Chefs which won the James Beard Award for best cooking series.
In 2007 he published How to Cook Everything Vegetarian and created the film "What's wrong with what we eat?".
Bittman appeared with Gwyneth Paltrow and Mario Batali, in a PBS series called Spain... on the road Again in 2008.
(Tupac)
i see no changes all i see is pasty faces
man with his underpants backwards and his untied shoelaces
im gonna die in 95 and thats fo sho' cus ive see them races
theres a big ballon thats red with me diggin vaces
its fucking bo ya better belive i love gu-zee-bows
so now im gonna chill pop a pill and sit back and write my will
its almost over in cali and now i got a ten foot grave stone still
i got a pet giraffe in my local zoo now im taking it out on you fool
im gonna go down to da local swimming pool and not pay 2 get in
and squirt ketchup in the womens violin
i got all them men looking at me and i love dre's ass in my ninety four spicey
dre is me real nigga and i love him for so' i love the way he plays Triple A's
he plays them most ways
shit happens to ya momma cus i spent her
i got hos and pimps in my gimps
shit happens to ya momma cus i spent her
i got hos and pimps in my gimps
(x2)
you got your mags in da shop win-dow's
there shit and you like my co-trin-bow's
double x-l double x-l now maby your magazine might sell
sun shine in cali while im in the police cell
but now im out on bail and all is well
i sit down at the table and i pray
before dinner my kidz will say
"daddy i fucking hate you"
and ill get my ninety four spicey
and shot em up niceley
so u niggas got a problem with this song
go fuck your self without a condom on (bitch)
what you on?
who ya fucking with?
Ya got it all wrong?
And as yo' going down...
You put your hands on the floor so your upside down.
shit happens to ya momma cus i spent her
i got hos and pimps in my gimps
shit happens to ya momma cus i spent her
i got hos and pimps in my gimps
(repeat to fade
No quiero nada, nada mas
que no me des frente a frente
con la vida.
Me moriré si tu te vas
por que sin ti no he de saber vivir.
Y no te pido mas que eso
que no me dejes sucumbir
te lo suplico por Dios, no me niegues
el calor de tu cariño y tus besos.
Que si me falta la luz
de tu mirar que es mi sol
será mi vida una cruz.
Cuanta niebla habrá en mi vida
sin el fuego de tus ojos
y mi alma ya perdida,
sangrando por la herida
se dejara morir.
Y en la cruz de mis anhelos
llenare de plumas mi alma
morirá el azul del cielo sobre
mi desvelo viéndote partir.
Cuanta niebla habrá en mi vida......
New Times, New Times, New Times
Good morning, good morning, good morning
I'm the guard at one time this was rather pleasant
The poets they still had to muse over the classicism of clean shoes
But who today still knows a button stick
Well, that's the New Times, that's the New Times
That's the New Times
The girls would lie down, the girls would lie down
The girls would lie down before us
First one went dancing, first one went dancing
First one went dancing and then behind the bushes
Today you have to run through twenty places
Get drunk on saccharin and methyl
And then you still don't get them that far
Well, that's the New Times, that's the New Times
That's the New Times
Now take it easy there in the early morning
Who arrives but the brethren from the press
Now take it easy there in the early morning
Who arrives but the brethren from the press
If somewhere there lies a cadaver
Or something is foul in the state
You can be sure that a writer is not far behind
With his Excellency I only say
Hands off, hands off hands off the literature
The Laurel Wreath one gets today
Second hand so to speak from the old Empire's stories
Sold underhand at the Alexander Platz with all the wigs and costumes
Twitching from the shoulder one is informed
Well, that's the New Times, that's the New Times
That's the New Times
That's the New Times, that's the New Times
That's the New Times
NADA MAS
Mirando hacia el otro lado del hemisferio
Me transporto a través
De mi cerebro
Y no se como entender
Todo lo que pasa en este momento
Una atmósfera tan virtual
Un historia sin nada que contar
Un deseo que no hay que expresar
Subo lentamente hacia mi
Para encontrarme junto a ti
En un mundo de fantasías
Para poder navegar
Hasta cuando tendré que disimular
No hay más cosas que se puedan explicar
No quiero analizar
Nada más
Cruzando una especie de sensaciones
Sentado en el medio de una nube
Converso con lo que nunca tuve
A miles de años luz se esconde
Una nueva forma de existir
Nuestros pasos a seguir
No pretenden conseguir un fin
Mi nena, no sabes cuanto te amo a espaldas tuyas,
Porque siempre miras al frente, para obtener tu sueño en el futuro...
Mi nena, no sabes cuando te encuentras con un accidente,
Solitario como un ave...
Pero realmente libre como una.
Yo se que solo soy un viento agradable...
Esta bien... puedes ir donde quieras.
Creo en mi amor y en el tuyo,
Cruza el océano y el cielo azul!
Mi nena, no temas si tratas de volar con una pequeña y brillante ala...
Yo te seguiré todo el día.. y toda la noche...
Mi nena no temas si te quedas por un corazón roto,
A través de la oscura y solitaria noche
Abrazare tu dolor... donde sea y por siempre.
Puede que jamás te vuelva a ver...
Pero prométeme que siempre estarás a mi lado
Yo creo en ti...
Mi nena, no temas si me voy...
Nunca te dejare sola, piénsalo bien...
Yo se que solo soy una brisa agradable,
Esta bien, puedes ir donde quieras...
Creo en mi amor y en el tuyo,
Cruza el océano y el cielo azul!
Mi nena, no temas si te dejo de querer,
Pues, siempre estaré a tu lado,
No lo dudes... (Jamás lo dudes)
Yo se que solo soy un viento agradable (una brisa agradable...)
Esta bien, puedes ir donde quieras (donde tu quieras...)
Yo se que solo soy una brisa agradable (un viento agradable...)
Esta bien, puedes ir donde quieras... (donde tu quieras...)
Yo se que solo soy un viento agradable (una brisa agradable...)
Esta bien, puedes ir donde quieras (donde tu quieras...)
Yo se que solo soy una brisa agradable (un viento agradable...)
Esta bien, puedes ir donde quieras... (donde tu quieras...)