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We’re thrilled to announce that ‘ECHO’, the highly anticipated new album from Leona Lewis will be released on 16th November!

The new album - a follow up to her 6 million plus seller, 4x Brit –nominated and 3x Grammy-nominated debut album Spirit - will be released on Syco Music.

And a beaming Leona promises it’s going to be something special. She says, “ I titled my album ECHO, since an echo describes a big, organic sound.  I’m in the midst of the recording process,  working with incredible songwriters and producers, and my music has really evolved. It’s so exciting to create something new.”

Album track listing and more information will be announced soon. In the meantime, let us know what you think of the album title and discuss with others over on Leona’s official forum. Just click HERE!

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Santa & Grandma

I remember my first Christmas adventure with Grandma. I was just a kid.  I remember tearing across town on my bike to visit her on the day my big sister dropped the bomb: “There is no Santa Claus,” she jeered. “Even dummies know that!”

I still have grandma’s book, with the tag tucked inside: $19.95

(attachment) today from iraq

I didn’t recognize the name but I open it thinking it was a news story or something, and
it turns out someone out there is spamming with this fake us.army.mil address, and sending out the nigerian-type money transfer scam.
Here’s the email:

Dear Confidant,

I am Fred Willsburg, an Army contractor attached with the US 3rd Infantry Division in Iraq. I write this piece with a high sense of sincerity, trust and as my confidant. On the 24th day of April 2008, four (4) workers and I were alerted on the need for some reconstruction works in Haifa Street, a long thoroughfare of high-rise buildings built and occupied by Saddam Hussein when he lived, here in Baghdad. When we got to the site and commenced work, to our chagrin we discovered an underground bunker in one of those buildings; and after a thorough search into the bunker, we saw two boxes safely sealed and hidden, I and my men opened those boxes to ascertain the contents, and to our amazement the boxes contained some U.S Dollars which amounted to $72 Million after we had counted them (reference can be made to: http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/middle_east/2988455.stm). Unanimously, we agreed to keep this as a secret among ourselves, and agreed to get the money out of the country for ourselves but first, it is hidden in a safe and untraceable location, After we had split in four ways. Now, I need a reliable and trustworthy person, who would receive, secure and safe guard the box containing my own part of funds been 17.5M USD (After some expense). On till my assignment elapses here in Iraq, as soon as President Obama gets the troops back home. Be assured of receiving 30% of this fund in the end, however feel free to negotiate otherwise in this deal. I am more interested in securing the funds and trusting you. I await your prompt reply.

Fred Willsburg

lol will wonders ever cease.  I think if this was real, a reward for turning Fred’s ass in would do me just fine, haha.

p/s:
check out this post discussing this email, lol, it’s entertaining:

http://www.brews-bros.com/index.php?showtopic=8445

You know me like no other and have given me the room to be the person I am today!

Sit down and listen, I have something to say: 

You’ve never passed judgement for my rights or my wrongs, but believed in me for who I was.

You’ve helped me up when I stumbled and fell, turned my tears into laughter when my world seemed like hell.

You’ve been my strength when I was weak, been the hand that lifted me, back to my to my feet.

We’ve come along way from schoolbooks and sports.

Love letters and wounded hearts, to making a life in our little spot.

A bond is a bond one cant explain, the closeness weve shared, the laughter the pain.

Our losses, we learned throughout the years,

That it’s not always smiles, but sometimes tears.

August 28^th,  the edge of forever had finally begun.

Twenty years together seperately one,

You’ve rejoiced in my blessings and encouraged my dreams

You’ll never ever know, just what that means.

We’ve shared quite a bit, been to Nashville too,

Rambled in ditches, took walks at the zoo.

 Its been 20 years the memories are plain, weve survived the trauma learned from our pain.

God could have taken me and broke your heart but now and forever one body one heart

 Together forever till death do us part.