During his 16 years on the run, there were stories circulating that former Chicago Outlaws Motorcycle Club boss Orville “Orvie” Cochran was living the good life, flush with ill-begotten cash and hidden by a network of sympathizers for the notorious biker gang.
The Democratic governor’s “seven guiding principles” also include prohibiting no-knock warrants, shortening prison sentences through increased credit for time served and rehabilitation opportunities, and only detaining defendants who are a threat to public safety, a “key element” in creating a state that “works for everyone.”
“I think I’ve shown that you can be a nerd and still have fun and live your life,” said Jingmai O’Connor, who once named a fossilized bird she discovered after Greg Graffin, the lead singer of the band Bad Religion.
Adam Sandler is nothing if not self-aware — and he surely knew this mildly offensive, juvenile celebration of cheap scares, slapstick gags and bodily function “jokes” was sure to land near the bottom of the large pile of terrible movies starring Sandler, writes film critic Richard Roeper.
If you thought these more enlightened times would give Sandler pause before trying to wring laughs out of playing a grown man who speaks in a cartoonishly weird voice, seems to be mentally and socially challenged, pedals around town on a bicycle with a portable radio attached to the handlebars, is the subject of ridicule from adults and children alike, and shows up at Halloween class assembly with a ghost costume that consists of a urine-stained sheet — you thought wrong.