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That IS great news.

"Google launched a new navigation system. Go to http://www.google.com to see it. It's rolling out over the next few days!" It includes indoor maps http://maps.google.com/help/maps/starthere/index.html#indoor

That was a well spent half hour. Glad I saw this thread.

That might be the one? Thanks.

Correct.... for now

Doesn't the Art Building have some sort of connection with Cleveland's early film history in general and more specifically, the Warner Brothers. Or was that only the management of the Allen Theater? I did a quick search to verify, but couldn't find anything.

Just discovered this on Spotify Various Artists – Perfect As Cats: A Tribute To The Cure http://open.spotify.com/album/7zzEGU57M5BElKfXHOhrmo LOVE IT!

Sears

I would not be surprised if at least one church tries to open one

I agree, it would be. But there is nothing big that is ready to move in. There are always calls though. The former Cleveland Trencher site is about to go through some demo and cleaning that will open up major acreage to a potential developer (similar to the old PMX site). However, there will be a (hopefully) big announcement next year about a big, um... entity moving south of the mall near the RTA Stop and Ride. Shhhhhhhhhh

Chez Francois leads Zagat pack: Restaurant Row Ten Cleveland area restaurants earned top rankings in the recently published Zagat Guide's "America's Top Restaurants 2012." Chez Francois leads the list of locals, garnering 29 points. (In Zagat parlance, a restaurant earning 26-30 points means its average dining experience is deemed "extraordinary to perfection." Johnny's Bar, Parallax, Lola, Downtown 140 and Red the Steakhouse each received 28 points. Rounding out the list, each with 27 points: Dante, Flying Fig, L'Albatros and Momocho. http://www.cleveland.com/taste/index.ssf/2011/11/chez_francois_leads_zagat_pack.html

Well, there is one right at the CLE/Euclid border, and Richmond Hts. just approved them. And there has been plenty of businesses looking to locate here. it was just a matter of time.

Its a training center for the power company... or maybe telephone. there's one over on Ridge Road, near Dennison Avenue, too.

Internet Sweepstakes Cafes are coming to Euclid. City Council passed legislation last night to allow the cafes to start operation withing the city limits. There was previously a one year moratorium on the businesses, which was extended while the City anticipated some sort of regulation from the state. That may still come, but Euclid felt it was necessary to set some rules on where they are allowed before the state has its say, thus preventing any grandfathering. As of this morning, at least two separate parties have begun the process.

^Big Brother strikes again

I believe the whole basis of this thread was pretty thin from the start. How it made it to five pages shows how much we love to play what-if here. And considering that the discussion has gone in every which way in the absence of real news, tells me this thread has probably outlived its usefulness. Right on. The extent of this thread should have been: Original Post Subject: Sears HQ headed to Ohio? First Response: "No." End of thread. HAH! And off it goes to the Abandoned Projects thread, right?

I like it. Is the black, non-masonry looking portion of the ground a permeable surface?

Since I can't can't make it to the top of the page i will just do this: I just went down memory lane to House Music Wednesday! Sigh........ BREAKING NEWS: the Nine of Clubs Reunion has inspired 2 band reunions. Nation of Teflon Souls and Ghosts in Daylight

Just announced: The December 4 game against the Ravens has been moved to 4:05 PM. The NFL is utilizing the "flexible Schedule" rule. No reason was given other than that as of now.

On 90 outbound right after Dead Mans Curve. They were going 30 MPH

I kid you not, I saw one from Hawaii on Thursday

Very cool. Better perspective then driving through it every day

From House of Figs blog: http://bethanyamandamiller.wordpress.com/2011/02/22/the-56-bestworst-analogies-written-by-high-school-students/ The 56 best/worst analogies written by high school students February 22nd, 2011 Borrowed from this blog. These are all 100% real. [*]Her eyes were like two brown circles with big black dots in the center. [*]He was as tall as a 6′3″ tree. [*]Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two sides gently compressed by a Thigh Master. [*]From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie, surreal quality, like when you’re on vacation in another city and Jeopardy comes on at 7:00 p.m. instead of 7:30. [*]John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met. [*]She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes just before it throws up. [*]The ballerina rose gracefully en pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant. [*]He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck, either, but a real duck that was actually lame. Maybe from stepping on a land mine or something. [*]Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever. [*]She grew on him like she was a colony of E. coli and he was room-temperature Canadian beef. [*]The revelation that his marriage of 30 years had disintegrated because of his wife’s infidelity came as a rude shock, like a surcharge at a formerly surcharge-free ATM. [*]The lamp just sat there, like an inanimate object. [*]McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty bag filled with vegetable soup. [*]His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free. [*]He spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience, like a guy who went blind because he looked at asolar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it and now goes around the country speaking at high schools about the dangers of looking at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it. [*]Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left Cleveland at 6:36 p.m. traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19 p.m. at a speed of 35 mph. [*]Shots rang out, as shots are wont to do. [*]The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn’t. [*]Her hair glistened in the rain like a nose hair after a sneeze. [*]The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them in hot grease. [*]They lived in a typical suburban neighborhood with picket fences that resembled Nancy Kerrigan’s teeth. [*]He fell for her like his heart was a mob informant and she was the East River. [*]Even in his last years, Grand pappy had a mind like a steel trap, only one that had been left out so long, it hadrusted shut. [*]He felt like he was being hunted down like a dog, in a place that hunts dogs, I suppose. [*]She was as easy as the TV Guide crossword. [*]She walked into my office like a centipede with 98 missing legs. [*]The plan was simple, like my brother-in-law Phil. But unlike Phil, this plan just might work. [*]The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for a while. [*]“Oh, Jason, take me!” she panted, her breasts heaving like a college freshman on $1-a-beer night. [*]It hurt the way your tongue hurts after you accidentally staple it to the wall. [*]It was an American tradition, like fathers chasing kids around with power tools. [*]He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if she were a garbage truck backing up. [*]The politician was gone but unnoticed, like the period after the Dr. on a Dr Pepper can. [*]Her eyes were like limpid pools, only they had forgotten to put in any pH cleanser. [*]Her date was pleasant enough, but she knew that if her life was a movie this guy would be buried in the credits as something like “Second Tall Man.” [*]The thunder was ominous-sounding, much like the sound of a thin sheet of metal being shaken backstage during the storm scene in a play. [*]The red brick wall was the color of a brick-red Crayola crayon. [*]She caught your eye like one of those pointy hook latches that used to dangle from screen doors and would fly up whenever you banged the door open again. [*]Her pants fit her like a glove, well, maybe more like a mitten, actually. [*]Fishing is like waiting for something that does not happen very often. [*]They were as good friends as the people on “Friends.” [*]Oooo, he smells bad, she thought, as bad as Calvin Klein’s Obsession would smell if it were called Enema and was made from spoiled Spamburgers instead of natural floral fragrances. [*]The knife was as sharp as the tone used by Rep. Sheila Jackson Lee (D-Tex.) in her first several points of parliamentary procedure made to Rep. Henry Hyde (R-Ill.) in the House Judiciary Committee hearings on the impeachment of President William Jefferson Clinton. [*]He was as bald as one of the Three Stooges, either Curly or Larry, you know, the one who goes woo woo woo. [*]The sardines were packed as tight as the coach section of a 747. [*]Her eyes were shining like two marbles that someone dropped in mucus and then held up to catch the light. [*]The baseball player stepped out of the box and spit like a fountain statue of a Greek god that scratches itself a lot and spits brown, rusty tobacco water and refuses to sign autographs for all the little Greek kids unless they pay him lots of drachmas. [*]I felt a nameless dread. Well, there probably is a long German name for it, like Geschpooklichkeit or something, but I don’t speak German. Anyway, it’s a dread that nobody knows the name for, like those little square plastic gizmos that close your bread bags. I don’t know the name for those either. [*]She was as unhappy as when someone puts your cake out in the rain, and all the sweet green icing flows down and then you lose the recipe, and on top of that you can’t sing worth a damn. [*]Her artistic sense was exquisitely refined, like someone who can tell butter from I Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter. [*]It came down the stairs looking very much like something no one had ever seen before. [*]Bob was as perplexed as a hacker who means to access T:flw.quid55328.com\aaakk/ch@ung but gets T:\flw.quidaaakk/ch@ung by mistake. [*]You know how in “Rocky” he prepares for the fight by punching sides of raw beef? Well, yesterday it was as cold as that meat locker he was in. [*]The dandelion swayed in the gentle breeze like an oscillating electric fan set on medium. [*]Her lips were red and full, like tubes of blood drawn by an inattentive phlebotomist. [*]The sunset displayed rich, spectacular hues like a .jpeg file at 10 percent cyan, 10 percent magenta, 60 percent yellow and 10 percent black.

WHOA!!!!!! Channel 3 news just stated the owner of Fat Fish Blue called them directly and said that they are NOT closing. Their lease is up in 2012, but there is no plans to close after that.

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