<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:07:03.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Die, monster!  You don't belong in this world.</title><subtitle type='html'>What do you here?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-111244133947453470</id><published>2005-04-02T03:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T03:28:59.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm still alive, still working, sometimes I play poker, sometimes I play FFXI, sometimes I sleep.  Thinking about getting back into SF and DDR, as it's an excuse to leave home.  You're pretty cool for checking this!  I don't really have much else to say, updating in case people think I'm dead.  Hey I'm not!  When you people are in town you should call, we'll have food!  Food and merriment.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/111244133947453470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/111244133947453470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111244133947453470' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-110359182716899344</id><published>2004-12-20T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T17:17:07.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In case anyone was wondering if working overnight is taxing on the body and the mind, the answer is: yes.  You did read that correctly though, I work again, sadly.  After a thrilling stint as an insurance agent for a sprawling international company it only makes sense to now be a third shift stocker.  Ah, progress, you are a foul mistress.  Yeah.Christmas is here, I guess, so Happy Holidays to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/110359182716899344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/110359182716899344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110359182716899344' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-109807252377613554</id><published>2004-10-17T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T21:08:43.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hi!  It's been a while.  I'll try to get this thing going again more often but I make no promises.  Why do I soldier on?  For the fans, friends.  For the fans.iTunes is basically the best program in the history of the earth and I suggest you get it immediately if you don't already have it.  It has an interesting feature that allows you to view your most-played songs.  Since I have nothing more </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/109807252377613554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/109807252377613554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109807252377613554' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-108365936899880345</id><published>2004-05-04T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T01:41:08.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I haven't updated in some time.  Haven't really had a lot to say...there's nothing I could talk about in the political realm that wouldn't be better covered elsewhere, I'm doing roughly nothing worthwhile or entertaining, and have nothing really interesting to say.I should say I'm optimistic about this election.  I'm not enlivened by what Iraq has become, by the thoughts of new generations of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/108365936899880345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/108365936899880345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108365936899880345' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-10776380205630667</id><published>2004-02-24T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T07:55:41.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sorry, haven't updated in a while, not much to say, except FUCK YOU RALPH NADER.More soon, perhaps?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/10776380205630667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/10776380205630667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#10776380205630667' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-107403086111886451</id><published>2004-01-13T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-13T13:55:39.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sweet fuck, it's Tuesday.  And I posted that it's Monday.  I need to get a job.Need, not want.  I want to do what I'm doing now.  Which is nothing.  It's just hard to generate an income this way.Did I mention Bjork's Vespertine is incredible in surround?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/107403086111886451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/107403086111886451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107403086111886451' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-107401257249234864</id><published>2004-01-13T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-13T08:50:51.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What's today, Monday?  Yeah.  Last week on um, Thursday I think, I went to Bandera (the city) with a couple friends from high school (Mark and Mike, should that mean something to you) to re-enact a high school field trip we were a part of (where we, er, went to Bandera, a play off "Blue Highways" if memory serves).  We also wanted to find this bomb-ass burger joint called "El Jacalito," where we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/107401257249234864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/107401257249234864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107401257249234864' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-107343701168611034</id><published>2004-01-06T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-06T16:58:04.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"HEY MAN, YOU LIKE LAPTOP COMPUTERS?"That's what a black man with dreaded hair in a hooded sweatshirt asked me after he pulled up next to me when I was pumping gas today.  I said I guess, he replied by telling me that he had a "TWO POINT FIVE GIG, DELL, IT'S A PENTIUM FOUR."  I said thanks, but I really didn't need one.  Then he drove off, and out of the gas station parking lot.I typed his </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/107343701168611034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/107343701168611034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107343701168611034' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-107246973693714186</id><published>2003-12-26T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-26T12:16:38.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>La lala.  Christmas was yesterday!  I hope everyone enjoyed whatever they happened to be doing.Christmas eve I went and ate with my father and his mother and my sister.  I gave my dad a bottle (as I suppose is now customary) of scotch.  Oh, but this is no normal scotch!  It is one hundred and twenty proof scotch.  "You might wanna drop an ice cube or two in there," said the clerk who assisted </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/107246973693714186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/107246973693714186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107246973693714186' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-107175565847347574</id><published>2003-12-18T05:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-18T06:02:23.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have, at this point, seen The Return of the King three times in as many days.  Midnight Monday, midnight Tuesday, yesterday afternoon.  So I'm a little Lord of the Rings'd-out.  If that is an acceptable phrase.Anyways the film is still excellent and I enjoyed it more the second time through.  I can't think of another film or another series that is as epic, that has comparable scope.  The shot</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/107175565847347574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/107175565847347574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107175565847347574' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-107158751871025831</id><published>2003-12-16T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T07:12:50.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I saw Return of the King last night.  It's very good, I don't really have much to say beyond that.  In theatrical cut it's better than extended Fellowship or Two Towers; all that upsets me about it is that I know a four hour cut of it exists that I don't get to see until August.  The third installment is the most visually magnificent, yet it is also the strongest emotionally, and the most </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/107158751871025831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/107158751871025831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107158751871025831' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-107099537876441731</id><published>2003-12-09T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T10:43:43.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mesmerizing.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/107099537876441731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/107099537876441731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107099537876441731' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-107072583528332147</id><published>2003-12-06T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-06T07:51:16.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ran out of weed, so I'm sipping on this Hennessey, tell me do you feel me?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/107072583528332147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/107072583528332147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107072583528332147' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-106960778772404423</id><published>2003-11-23T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-23T09:16:56.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been reading Al Franken's new book.  It's very good, and quite amusing.  Many right-wing pundits are very damaging to intelligent discourse in how cavalier they are with facts, and with how abrasive and generalizing they can be.  Franken singles out the worst offenders and pretty much skewers them.  The problems with Democrats and liberals is that they don't really have someone like a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/106960778772404423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/106960778772404423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106960778772404423' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-106898326839950166</id><published>2003-11-16T03:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-16T03:48:07.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hi.  I've had an interesting couple of days, with regards to my PC.Yesterday a trojan horse infected my PC.  This is because I had downloaded a copy of Halo for the PC, and was looking for a keygen program for same.  Look, I figure, I've purchased an XBox and two copies of Halo in my days, I don't need to give Microsoft more money for the same game again.Anyways the keygen program I got </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/106898326839950166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/106898326839950166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106898326839950166' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-106845221229389126</id><published>2003-11-10T00:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T00:16:50.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here's what the Wachowskis should have done.The Matrix should have been two movies.  Think about all the dead weight and totally unnecessary sequences that could be cut.Drop the rave from Reloaded.  Drop everything in Reloaded and Revolutions that had anything to do with the Merovingian, except maybe the train station sequence from Revolutions (which was semi-interesting and featured some of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/106845221229389126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/106845221229389126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106845221229389126' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-106801792926696865</id><published>2003-11-04T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T23:38:47.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just got back from a screening of Matrix: Revolutions, which comes out tomorrow (technically later today, I suppose).  It's around one in the morning.  Mmm.  I've stated before on this blog and elsewhere that I think the Matrix has a pretty dispensable plot that has the appearance of being more than it really is.  The second film, Reloaded, was almost bogged down in Intro to Philosophy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/106801792926696865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/106801792926696865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106801792926696865' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-106756071513615393</id><published>2003-10-30T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-30T18:30:39.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some website called enetation.uk.co or something did my comments before and it was pretty iffy. So with much rejoicing I present a new comment system, courtesy of Haloscan (see that pretty blue button on the right for more info). All of your old comments have been lost but that's OK! You can just make new ones! This provides a sterling opportunity for everyone who frequents this fine website to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/106756071513615393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/106756071513615393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106756071513615393' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-106682467162021176</id><published>2003-10-22T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T05:11:11.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I awoke this morning at six AM (I pretty much either wake up then or go to bed then, not a lot of middle ground) with an almost overwhelming urge for a sausage muffin.  When I worked at USAA, pretty much every morning the majority of my efforts were spent coordinating an extended break with my friend John so we could go to this on-site restaurant called Coyote Jack's and get sausage muffin things</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/106682467162021176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/106682467162021176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106682467162021176' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-106586034106456187</id><published>2003-10-11T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-11T01:19:00.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear Quinten Tarantino and Bill Murray:I love you both unconditionally and if I had the right parts I would have your babies.Dear California:Ur dumb doodz.The end.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/106586034106456187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/106586034106456187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106586034106456187' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-106513357345798978</id><published>2003-10-02T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-02T15:26:13.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was going to talk a whole bunch about General Wesley Clark and some interesting things I've read regarding the upcoming election but I read the following and said, "Fuck that, this is far more important and/or weird."From the great Badmovies site:Strange but true: Sylvester Stallone is writing, directing, and producing a movie called THUGZ LIVES about the murders of Tupac Shakur and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/106513357345798978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/106513357345798978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106513357345798978' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-106469153530082852</id><published>2003-09-27T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-27T12:38:54.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I stated before that the new OutKast double album is great.  In case you didn't know it's actually two solo albums - one from Andre 3000, one from Big Boi.  Andre's disc is called "The Love Below" and is largely about relationships and/or fucking; Big Boi's is called "Speakerboxxx" and is much like a Beastie Boy's album in that the music largely appears to be about itself.Andre's disc is pretty</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/106469153530082852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/106469153530082852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106469153530082852' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-106439598873406679</id><published>2003-09-24T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-24T02:44:05.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I spent this last weekend in Austin since some friends were there, including Tony and the regular Austin crew.  Saturday night myself, Logan, Ryan, and Tony went to this party that was pretty lame, but there was a marine there who just returned from Baghdad, and Tony asked him how it was, and his one-word answer was, "Bad."  This marine was roughly six-foot-five and very buff, with one of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/106439598873406679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/106439598873406679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106439598873406679' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-106374777540679089</id><published>2003-09-16T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-16T14:36:21.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm sitting in front of my computer eating a Chick-fil-A chargrilled wrap after returning from an appointment with my stylist (shut up).  I have far less hair now and I spell good.  We talked about Thai food, my recent firing, and her recent break with her boyfriend, which she's pretty upset about.  On my firing, while I have no money, I can say I'm happier.  I hated that job.  In the roughly two</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/106374777540679089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/106374777540679089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106374777540679089' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-106345712194727099</id><published>2003-09-13T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-13T05:47:18.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What's up.  I haven't posted in a while for reasons I'm not getting into here.  Some fun stuff happened to me though!I got fired!  This is a first.  This was in late August, I forget the exact date.  Tuesday, last week in August.  I'd look but I'm lazy.  My friend John almost got fired at the same time also.  Yeah, it was stupid.  So anyway at this point I'm unemployed.  I have no idea what I'm</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/106345712194727099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/106345712194727099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106345712194727099' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-106185759828415598</id><published>2003-08-25T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-25T17:26:38.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>=(</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/106185759828415598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/106185759828415598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106185759828415598' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-106161322130491761</id><published>2003-08-22T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-22T21:44:40.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Haven't had a real post in a while, so here goes.  You may experience varying degrees of comprehension concerning subjects in this post depending on where and when I know you from.  I ask that for anything you do not understand, please just substitute those sections with the following questions, to be answered in the "comments" section of this very blog:     a) Am I a pretty girl?     b) If </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/106161322130491761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/106161322130491761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106161322130491761' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-106104508072108293</id><published>2003-08-16T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-16T07:44:40.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I saw Freddy Vs. Jason last night.  I was pretty pleased.  It was what I assumed it would be.  It was violent and featured Freddy and Jason, which is all I was expecting.  It also felt like it was roughly ten minutes long and I don't really remember any of it.  It was pretty gory though.  Also it featured more gratuitous nudity in the first twenty minutes than all the movies I've seen in the last</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/106104508072108293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/106104508072108293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106104508072108293' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-10592391180800232</id><published>2003-07-26T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-26T10:05:18.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Are you people jealous?Instead of thinking about whether Hussein's sons are actually dead or if this is just something else made up, and instead of thinking about Palestine/Israel, and instead of thinking about that our government now admits to lying in order to justify war in Iraq, and instead of thinking about that old guy who plowed into a bunch of people, and instead of thinking about </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/10592391180800232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/10592391180800232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#10592391180800232' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-105855400304469453</id><published>2003-07-18T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-18T11:48:38.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A couple evenings ago, eating dinner with my mother and sister, my mother asked my sister what she would like for her birthday.  My sister replied, "A Swedish penis enlarger."  My mother responded by saying, "But you don't have a penis," to which my sister retorted, "Yeah, but my friends do."  I am not making this exchange up.To express my feelings on Jason Kidd resigning with New Jersey, I've </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/105855400304469453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/105855400304469453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105855400304469453' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-105802971721538461</id><published>2003-07-12T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-12T10:17:11.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey, there's this new pirate movie out, and while it's unfortunately rated PG-13, it's still very enjoyable, despite the obvious joke working on one less level than it should.  Note that I didn't say "good," I said "enjoyable."  It's a bit long and there's far too many characters featured who are not Captain Jack Sparrow as played by Johnny Depp, and not nearly enough of Captain Jack Sparrow as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/105802971721538461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/105802971721538461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105802971721538461' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-105752872364682984</id><published>2003-07-06T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-06T14:58:43.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love Mark Rogoyski.  That's streaming video, so if you have a slow connection better not to bother.  But worth it regardless.I was going to recount very thoroughly the circumstances surrounding getting inebriated with my father, who is about as close to me emotionally as I am to Bucharest physically, which is to say not close, but instead I'll just say that I bought him a bottle of good </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/105752872364682984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/105752872364682984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105752872364682984' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-105742855571135844</id><published>2003-07-05T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-06T15:13:13.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Please see the previous comments section so you can submit your thoughts regarding T3, and also so you can see where Allen claims that Resident Evil is a good movie.  Allen is wrong.  Resident Evil was a steaming pile of horseshit for many reasons.They tease us with the first half hour, which actually contains some decent suspense and nice setups, and with the last shot, which is stunning.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/105742855571135844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/105742855571135844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105742855571135844' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-105711712659133527</id><published>2003-07-01T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-02T11:38:32.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Everyone should go see Terminator 3: Rise of the Machines.  With all speed.  This is the last movie I expected to be good this summer.  This is the last movie I expected to be really, really good.  It's totally up to the par of the other Terminator films.  It's the role Arnold was born to play.  Nick Stahl and Claire Danes are both great.  The TX bitch is pretty emotionless and hot.  And I have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/105711712659133527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/105711712659133527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105711712659133527' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-105707941952595347</id><published>2003-07-01T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-01T14:43:56.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'd like to thank everyone who came over for the Super South Texas International Invitational IV, held this past Saturday night, at my house.  Although I had grand plans for something like six singles tournaments and at least one team tournament and at least one Xtreme MvC2 tournament, my plans collapsed at the hands of alcohol and merriment.  So there were but two tournaments, though we made up </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/105707941952595347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/105707941952595347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105707941952595347' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-105655279765305099</id><published>2003-06-25T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-25T13:57:54.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Now with hyperlinks!!!Final thoughts on the new Metallica album: it sucks.  Oh well, worth a shot.  Just saying this for posterity, since no one cares anyway.  They had their day.  It's not that my musical tastes have progressed, though they have - some of their older music is still pretty good.  It's just that, uh, the new music isn't.  That's okay, Primus hasn't had an album worth not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/105655279765305099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/105655279765305099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105655279765305099' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-105621361848043606</id><published>2003-06-21T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-21T09:40:18.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sorry, haven't updated in a while.  Update forthcoming, probably tonight.  Interesting things have happened, among them the Spurs winning the title.  Hey, at least one quarter of the finals was watchable, and if it was going to be any of them, it may as well be the last one.  Too bad Duncan didn't get two more blocks.  I will say that I'm finally a believer in him now.More later, today or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/105621361848043606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/105621361848043606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105621361848043606' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-105556449141039165</id><published>2003-06-13T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-13T21:34:23.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So the Spurs won.  And while this has been easily the ugliest NBA finals I have ever had the misfortune to watch even one second of (it isn't even close to being the worst overall series, as the eastern conference still has all their qualifiers and semifinals and whatever else it is they do over there to determine who they're offering up as sacrificial tribute to the west), um, nevermind, there </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/105556449141039165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/105556449141039165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105556449141039165' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-105544714211726659</id><published>2003-06-12T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-13T20:58:22.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This, from Katie.  Almost as good as soccer practice.  Props to Chris for digging that second one up, though I suspect it was Jay first, then Chris.That's all for today.  As a last comment, I fucking rule, and also I have corrupted John Turnage.  Please note the single eye, because, of course, he is a pirate.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/105544714211726659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/105544714211726659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105544714211726659' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-105534285219043671</id><published>2003-06-11T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-13T06:17:51.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Marx's theory of alienation states that the working class feels a disconnect from meaning because their jobs have nothing to do with their actual lives - they perform tasks and functions that they don't understand for people they can't identify with.  As I sit at my desk, moving theoretical green pieces of paper around for an arbitrary concept, I think of this, and I think of the introduction to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/105534285219043671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/105534285219043671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105534285219043671' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-105474665259529307</id><published>2003-06-04T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-13T06:19:21.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>On Chris "I wish I was Noam Chomsky" Durrance taking potshots at me: Everyone move their arms up and down as if jogging lightly while saying aloud, "Ooh ooh look at me, I'm Chris, I like Nintendo and bad music and being a jerk, I'm going to go be all liberal and stuff now, I'm sooo cool."  Yeah, nice job on your six months of blogging, too bad your blog is totally suck.In semi-related news, my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/105474665259529307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/105474665259529307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105474665259529307' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-105413254743268177</id><published>2003-05-28T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-13T06:20:06.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's very early, I'm at work, and I slept three hours.  This is because I am an idiot.  Stupid Sony Online Entertainment.Speaking of, in the comments section of an earlier post lies a discussion between myself and Allen concerning the lack of respect the San Antonio Spurs receive.  They have my thanks for clearing up why.  But I mean, come on guys, seriously, about sums up my feelings on their </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/105413254743268177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/105413254743268177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#105413254743268177' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-105389731359003400</id><published>2003-05-25T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-13T06:20:35.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thanks to Chris for linking to me.  I must say though, he's really not living up to his hype.I've been listening to a lot of Ween lately.  I've liked them for as long as I've known about them, but they'd been dormant in my mind for some time.  Well, no longer!  A band with song titles like "Let Me Lick Your Pussy," "Put The Coke On My Dick," and "Bananas and Blow" is simply too much to ignore.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/105389731359003400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/105389731359003400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#105389731359003400' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-105365723732278760</id><published>2003-05-22T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-13T06:21:01.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh man, what a day.  After sleeping soundly thanks to Spurs game + drinking, I awoke, did essentially nothing all day, had the worst seven dollar meal of my life at Chili's with Jeff and Richard, almost bought two pairs of sandals then bought none, and am now home, ready to eventually work out a bit and then go to bed since I work in the morning.  The only thing I did of note all day (and even </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/105365723732278760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/105365723732278760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#105365723732278760' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-105349906164975433</id><published>2003-05-20T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-13T06:21:19.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Earlier today I was idly chatting with a few people on AIM and passing the time with whatsbetter.com, when disaster struck - it was Ninja Monkey, with, appropriately, a picture of a monkey in a gi, versus the Dalai Lama.  I had no idea what to do - how to decide?  I mean, beach volleyball vs. puppet Yoda is one thing, but...the mind reels.  Needless to say, principle against Kharmic balance was a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/105349906164975433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/105349906164975433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#105349906164975433' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5411191.post-105341208946481720</id><published>2003-05-19T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-20T23:42:38.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello.  Since I like to type and I like seeing my own words on the screen, it was inevitable that I have one of these things eventually.  Enjoy.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/105341208946481720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5411191/posts/default/105341208946481720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nonstopkittens.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#105341208946481720' title=''/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726715438098583400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
