<?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-7568795</id><updated>2011-08-29T17:10:14.625-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Elusion</title><subtitle type='html'>A bunch of crap you probably don't care about</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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>119</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-5325183781893432117</id><published>2007-05-08T21:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T21:11:11.272-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have returned</title><content type='html'>From my long absence. Though not as long as some but I have quite litterally been gone, unable to return to this place of random thoughts and useless chatter. Now things can start, for I have returned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-5325183781893432117?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/5325183781893432117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=5325183781893432117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/5325183781893432117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/5325183781893432117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-have-returned.html' title='I have returned'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-116672939911439662</id><published>2006-12-21T14:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T14:29:59.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'>drove a lot</title><content type='html'>As the title suggests, I drove a lot. But I got to see my friends one last time. Some more than others. Some less than I would've liked. Had some good laughs. In general I don't like gag-gifts, but gag-gifts that are useful like shirts and "lamps" are okay. Upon further driving I signed some stuff. I also got to chat with a couple people who where very helpful reguarding my furture. I also got to see a hilariously good video. This video was meant to say "are you sure you want to do this?" but I'd already signed my life away. The video would not have changed my mind.&lt;br /&gt;arrivederci&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-116672939911439662?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/116672939911439662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=116672939911439662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/116672939911439662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/116672939911439662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/12/drove-lot.html' title='drove a lot'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-116570318288227783</id><published>2006-12-09T17:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T17:26:22.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wii Failed</title><content type='html'>I've been looking to get a Wii. I haven't been trying too much. I had the opportunity to wait in line at wal-mart for one the other day, but I didn't want to get it at wal-mart. Then I had to scoop for target and the local gamestop. I first went to the games stop at 730am. No one was there. At all. So I drove to target. Got there just as it opened. No wiis. I asked an employee, she said they didn't have any. I drove back to gamestop, still no one. I read on the door that they open at 10am. So I returned to the house and waited. I headed back about 950 or so. I walk in. There're already a bunch of old bats there. Seriously, no people my age would be out and about at 10am. Seriously. Sadly, they had already handed out claim tickets for whatever Wii's they were getting in. Some Blue hair even showed me her ticket, like I'm supposed to be jealous or something. My adventure was just a waste of gas. Oh well, the guy at gamestop was fairly nice and suggested I come at nine everyday next week. Which I can't 'cause I'm going out of town. As a last ditch effort I went to the local EB. He didn't have any either and said that he'd get them before Christmas (smarty-pants). I asked if he were getting them today, when would be a good time to come by. He said afternoon. I returned at 130pm, he was all sold out. I don't think I'll be returning there, since he was such a nice guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-116570318288227783?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/116570318288227783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=116570318288227783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/116570318288227783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/116570318288227783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/12/wii-failed.html' title='Wii Failed'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-116473803504139580</id><published>2006-11-28T13:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T13:20:35.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Fantasy Part 4</title><content type='html'>Now I am 50 hours into the game. Seeing how it's over a month, I don't think that puts me too much into the looser category. Some people watch hours of television every evening, ugh. Anyway, the game is still solid. I have a couple of nitpicks. One is the license board. The board itself is fantastic, I just wish every character had a different board or perhaps started at a more differentiating spot. All the characters play very similar. Different weapons help a little. Actually I guess that's really my only nitpick. But to me it's a big one. Oh yeah, the battle menus bug me, when one unlocks a type of magic everyone has that category on their menu even if they can't use it. Just looks goofy. And speaking of magic, there is too much of it. And the really useful ones are unusable during boss fights most of the time because their usually immune to it. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Until next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-116473803504139580?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/116473803504139580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=116473803504139580&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/116473803504139580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/116473803504139580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/11/final-fantasy-part-4.html' title='Final Fantasy Part 4'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-116231629263101672</id><published>2006-10-31T12:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T12:38:12.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Fantasy Part 3</title><content type='html'>Alright, So I WAS 43 minutes into the game. It's pretty despite me not having an HDTV (the game isn't HD anyway). Like most final fantasy games the beginning is heavy on the story so not much of me actually playing has occurred. But I did something stupid. I had saved, when prompted, but then I was gallivanting around the town talking to people and learning things then I went out and started bulling around the local fauna. I neglected my hit points and I died ... stupidly. Now I have to start over from 20 minutes ago. oh well. On ward!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-116231629263101672?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/116231629263101672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=116231629263101672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/116231629263101672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/116231629263101672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/10/final-fantasy-part-3.html' title='Final Fantasy Part 3'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-116231017037267649</id><published>2006-10-31T10:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T10:56:10.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Fantasy Part 2</title><content type='html'>I have returned with the game! I was kind of disappointed in the fact that it was so easy for me to get the game.  I was expecting to hunt the surrounding country side for it only to end up standing in an arduous line. That didn't happen. This is what happened. After hearing that the game was only ~40 at &lt;a href="http://circuitcity.shoplocal.com/circuitcity/Default.aspx?action=browsepagesingle&amp;storeid=2397326&amp;rapid=327283&amp;pagenumber=9"&gt;circuit city&lt;/a&gt;, I decided to save some cash and go there. Then before I left on my expedition I looked to see what time the store opened. 10am. Talk about prolonging the anguish. I got there about 10 minutes early. There were other people waiting in their cars too. All looked older than the target &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?num=50&amp;hs=yma&amp;hl=en&amp;lr=&amp;safe=off&amp;client=firefox-a&amp;rls=org.mozilla%3Aen-US%3Aofficial&amp;q=final+fantasy+target+demographic&amp;btnG=Search"&gt;demographic&lt;/a&gt; for FFXII so I assumed they were just anxious to spend their money on something else. And I'm sure I was perhaps the only one enjoying a fresh &lt;a href="http://starbucksgossip.typepad.com/_/2006/04/how_to_make_a_s.html"&gt;Mocha from starbucks&lt;/a&gt;. The store opened. There was FFXII, waiting for me like a beautiful woman in something &lt;a href="http://www2.victoriassecret.com/commerce/application/prodDisplay/?namespace=productDisplay&amp;origin=onlineProductDisplay.jsp&amp;event=display&amp;prnbr=XF-174329&amp;page=4&amp;cgname=OSSLPBABZZZ&amp;rfnbr=697"&gt;new&lt;/a&gt; from Victoria’s Secret. Well, maybe not quite like that. I bought it. I notice another guy, perhaps my age, that bought FFXII as well. I thought about saying something, to extend good will to another human. But I didn't. Overall this wasn't much of an adventure. Part 3 will follow once I'm into the game a bit. Stay tuned. Or whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-116231017037267649?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/116231017037267649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=116231017037267649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/116231017037267649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/116231017037267649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/10/final-fantasy-part-2.html' title='Final Fantasy Part 2'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-116230161872833744</id><published>2006-10-31T08:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T08:33:38.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Fantasy</title><content type='html'>I know. I've really dropped the ball when it came to keeping this place up to date. I'm sure everyone and their grandmother comes here everyday hoping to see another wonderful  grouping of words by their favorite scribe only to be woefully disappointed. Alas, I am sorry. But here I am now!&lt;br /&gt;But continuing the story of Water and the Garden is not the reason I visit. Though, I'm sure you're all extremely disappointed in that. No. I come to share you of my adventure of &lt;a href="http://www.finalfantasyxii.com/"&gt;Final Fantasy XII&lt;/a&gt;! A play by play, blow by blow adventure of me and me trying to procure FFXII!&lt;br /&gt;Part 1:&lt;br /&gt;Writhing with excitement for the past few days this morning approached like a glacier. I did not wait in line at midnight like some. Though I probably would've had I known a store that was doing that. No, I've waited until the morning. I didn't even reserve a copy! You've all just gasped, I'm sure. No! I chose to find my copy on release day with no assistance from corporations. To compound matters I am in an unfamiliar place but near a place of great familiarity. So I entrusted &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/"&gt;google maps&lt;/a&gt; in getting me to where I know the lay of the land. Also, to my dismay, I've found that the stores don't open until 10am. Yes, I know there's &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?num=50&amp;hs=pvD&amp;hl=en&amp;lr=&amp;safe=off&amp;client=firefox-a&amp;rls=org.mozilla%3Aen-US%3Aofficial&amp;q=+i%27d+rather+not+give+wal-mart+my+business&amp;btnG=Search"&gt;Wal-Mart&lt;/a&gt;, but I'd rather not give them my business unless absolutely necessary.&lt;br /&gt;I will post part two when I return. But first BREAKFAST!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-116230161872833744?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/116230161872833744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=116230161872833744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/116230161872833744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/116230161872833744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/10/final-fantasy.html' title='Final Fantasy'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-115937057799711963</id><published>2006-09-27T10:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T10:22:58.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> Alright, first of all I just want to say, for the record, that I have just made a cup of coffee that tastes exactly like a cigar. Specifically any cigar that has about an inch left so it tastes kind of like fire and cigar. My coffee tastes like that.  While I enjoy a cigar from time to time, even when they're on their last leg, I don't want my coffee to taste like that. On to other things.&lt;br&gt;More of Water and the Garden coming shortly , I swear. Really. I have ideas and everything. Now for some mini-reviews/initial impressions.&lt;br&gt;Sly 2: &lt;br&gt;It is indeed a fairly old game. Two, three years old. Never the less I just got it.  I'm very patient. Sly 1 is by far my absolute favorite 3D platform game. It was exciting, challenging, and fun to play. Just jumping around was fun. Sly 2 has the same basic game play, which is still fantastic, however it is constantly interrupted with little story moments or mission breaks.  The story is fun and fairly interesting. The missions are just too short. Every "episode" takes place in a kind of giant level or over world. The missions take place in this level and in adjacent buildings or areas in and around the level. These areas are extremely small, consisting of mostly a room and a hallway. Granted it has been a couple years since I played the first Sly but if I remember it correctly, each level, while smaller than sly 2's over worlds, were fairly large. This allowed for extended fun to be had in each level. In Sly 2 the missions, while fun, are just too short due to the game area design. It's like having a Snicker Fun-Size bar. While crazy delicious, they're over in one bite. Having said all that. It's still a good game, though easy. I'd recommend it to anyone who has played first Sly Cooper.&lt;br&gt;Star Fox Command for the Nintendo DS&lt;br&gt;The last time I played a Star Fox game it was brand new for the Super Nintendo. That was a long time ago. I remember it well, sort of. Three friends of mine (brothers) got the game. We went back to their place and played it into the wee-hours of the morning. We wouldn't have stopped but the Super Nintendo froze. I know, I can't believe it either. Who ever heard of a SNES getting so hot it froze up? That game was just THAT awesome. The SNES totally couldn't handle it (after 6+ hours of playing). Anyway, Star Fox Command is fun. There are at least Nine story endings, chosen in the "choose your own adventure" style, leading to plenty of replay. The controls are good. My only complaint is that it gets uncomfortable after a while. the boss battles are great. Normal enemies are really easy. There are some enemies that can handle like your own ship, those stages, in my opinion are really annoying. Those ships constantly do loops and since the game isn't truly controllable in 3d it's difficult to track them. Each stage is timed which adds to the challenge, mostly in the frustration area but it's not too bad. There's a strategy map on each "stage" as well. It's light on the strategy but a good addition.&lt;br&gt;Alright, I'm typed-out.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-115937057799711963?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/115937057799711963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=115937057799711963&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/115937057799711963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/115937057799711963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/09/alright-first-of-all-i-just-want-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-115930151799173439</id><published>2006-09-26T15:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T15:11:58.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3856/472/1600/shouldimovethem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3856/472/320/shouldimovethem.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-115930151799173439?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/115930151799173439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=115930151799173439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/115930151799173439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/115930151799173439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-115799425723681972</id><published>2006-09-11T12:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T12:04:17.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>KittaHs!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xgk9ouBuj-4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xgk9ouBuj-4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xgk9ouBuj-4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fatboy Slim - The Joker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't have much to say about this. Just that, if you like cats ... well, ... alright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-115799425723681972?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/115799425723681972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=115799425723681972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/115799425723681972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/115799425723681972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/09/kittahs.html' title='KittaHs!!!'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-115798671273554947</id><published>2006-09-11T09:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T09:58:32.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Water and the Garden: Part 1</title><content type='html'>Marcus and his sister, Anna, were the sole survivors of the HMS Braddock after a storm.  Marcus had tied Anna to a piece of wood from the hull. She was badly injured. There was a gaping wound on her head and she had been in and out of consciousness since the storm. Marcus was also injured, his left leg was broken in more places than he cared to know.&lt;br /&gt;The water felt cold but the sun was shining. There were a few clouds in the sky, this would be a wonderful day back home he thought to himself. His mind wandered back to his home. He thought of his Mother. The spaniel Anna brought home one day, mother wasn't pleased but she grew to love the dog. He wondered what his mother was doing as he floated there. Was she making dinner? Maybe she was reading or perhaps she was visiting her friend down the street. The street, he thought, brick, solid. He had never thought of it before. He never bothered to noticed it before. He longed for the brick under his feet. He wished he could stand despite his broken leg.&lt;br /&gt;Anna started to groan. Marcus put his hand on her cheek then ran his fingers through her hair. He wanted the brick road so he could carry his sister home. His Mother could help her.&lt;br /&gt;"Mother", he uttered instictively.&lt;br /&gt;He wondered how much longer he could hold onto the wood plank. He wondered what else he could do. He thought as he admired his sister. She had falled asleep again, at peace again.&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing to do but wait ... for the brick" he said to himself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-115798671273554947?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/115798671273554947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=115798671273554947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/115798671273554947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/115798671273554947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/09/water-and-garden-part-1.html' title='Water and the Garden: Part 1'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-115755715364748910</id><published>2006-09-06T10:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T10:39:21.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>landing right</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.3dcommune.com/3d/gallery/Photography/BigDen1156993357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.3dcommune.com/3d/gallery/Photography/BigDen1156993357.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.3dcommune.com/3d/galview.mv?Photography+7f4UEbbVw+1156993357&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people can't even sit down correctly. This guy can put the ass end of a helicopter on the top of a building and hold it there while wounded are loaded. Skills.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-115755715364748910?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/115755715364748910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=115755715364748910&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/115755715364748910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/115755715364748910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/09/landing-right.html' title='landing right'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-115514168426657352</id><published>2006-08-09T10:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T11:41:24.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>title</title><content type='html'>Quote from Internets:&lt;br /&gt;JonCrockett&lt;br /&gt;"I'm mother ******* camping out the mother ******* night before so i can be the first mother ****** to see the mother ******* snakes on a mother ******* plane!!!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-115514168426657352?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/115514168426657352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=115514168426657352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/115514168426657352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/115514168426657352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/08/title.html' title='title'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-115445086284451499</id><published>2006-08-01T11:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T11:47:42.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sympathy and Water</title><content type='html'>I do not have a lot of experience with sympathy.  Giving or getting but if I suppose I give it more than get it.  Well, now I have experienced sympathy in one of its most raw forms.  Of course we can have sympathy for someone who just lost a pet. Definitely have it for someone who just lost a loved one.  Both those mentioned are once removed.  Perhaps having sympathy for someone that just hit their elbow or stubbed their toe is more of a direct sympathy.  Watching the News and hearing of people dying in a far off land one can feel sympathy but not like, dare I say it, when someone stubs a toe in front of you. Think about it, you know it to be true.  Have not been in a war I can only say, with some uncertainty that the greatest sympathy I have genuinely felt in a purely instinctive manner is thirst.  There’s some kind of weird bond that forms between people when one is working extremely hard, nearly exhausted, and the other who has been there watching the other the entire time offers the worker water.  He sees he is thirsty. No atelier motive, just simple care for a fellow human.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, this is all dismissed once the work is over.  But it is there, however short, however fleeting. Pure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-115445086284451499?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/115445086284451499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=115445086284451499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/115445086284451499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/115445086284451499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/08/sympathy-and-water.html' title='Sympathy and Water'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-115358839492098931</id><published>2006-07-22T12:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T12:13:14.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff is coming</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the extreme wait.  I haven't been forced to sit at a desk for 8 hours a day so I don't get caught up in the internets so much any more.  Now it's &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?hs=8Af&amp;hl=en&amp;lr=&amp;client=firefox-a&amp;rls=org.mozilla%3Aen-US%3Aofficial&amp;q=Star+Trek+Deep+Space+Nine+is+the+bestest+trek+evAr&amp;btnG=Search"&gt;Star Trek Deep Space Nine&lt;/a&gt;.  But I've had ideas a plenty.  Sadly, I forgot some of them.  I'll just pretend those that I forgot were crap ideas and I'm glad to be rid of them. Garbage.&lt;br /&gt;I've Superman stories to tell and ... uh ... there's more I swear. At any rate I'll try try try to get some stuff written soon soon soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't Sass me with your crazy talk!" - The Goon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-115358839492098931?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/115358839492098931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=115358839492098931&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/115358839492098931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/115358839492098931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/07/stuff-is-coming.html' title='Stuff is coming'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-114781454162753462</id><published>2006-05-16T16:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T16:22:21.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New job, movies, games, book and more ... though not a whole lot</title><content type='html'>Time to start things up again, I think.  Instead of talking about me not knowing what to talk about I am instead to give you all, my fine readers, a recap or synopsis, incase you haven't been keeping track of my activities, of my week.&lt;br /&gt;First off, let's start about a week and two days from now. It had a lot of driving in it. I also had the pleasure of seeing a good friend. Unfortunately, I have not seen her since. Immediately the next day I started my new temporary job.  I won't say exactly who I work for but I will say what I do.  I lovingly move boxes, of varying sizes and shapes, out of a large semi-truck trailer and onto a conveyor belt.  I say lovingly but I don't mean it at all. The first few days were excruciating, pain wise. My back, arms, not so much my legs and surprisingly my fingers were sore. As the days have gone by the pain has receded. And now after 6 days of work; only my back, arms and fingers hurt. Albeit not as bad.  Nothing fun or exciting happens at my new job.  Mostly I'm hastily trying to throw ... I mean place as man packages onto the belt as possible.  The bosses come by every once in a while and tell me to go faster. I just say "sure" and continue like I was. It's an excellent workout, I hope, about 4-5 hours of hurriedly picking up and placing 0-70lbs as fast as possible.  I say 70lbs, because above that weight one can ask for assistance. But I don't.  The heavy boxes have the weight posted on them and every once in a while I happen to get a look at them when I'm flinging them this way and that. The heaviest one I remember was 134lbs. Doesn't seem like that much, but I assure you, it is when you're trying to muscle it from the floor to a conveyor that is at your shoulder level after three hours of doing the same thing to lesser packages.  I'd say the average weight of a package is about 20lbs. Enough of the job itself.&lt;br /&gt;In order to go to this new job of mine I have to awaken at 3am and since I need to wake up then I need to go to sleep at about 8pm or else I'm grumpy. This is not advantageous to a happy social Me who gets to spend a lot of time with his wife and friends ... make that: his wife's friends, it’s more accurate. At any rate I spend the day alone with Star Trek and my computer.  I of course am writing a very long paper, which I do not want to do.&lt;br /&gt;I have found time in the last week to indulge in some recreation, oddly enough it is during the time in which I spend with my wife. A more logical recreation time would be when I'm alone so my time with my wife can be more ... efficiently utilized. At any rate, I've gotten a couple new games, started a new book, watched a couple movies I haven't seen before, and some other things perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;A few months ago I purchased &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?hs=9ll&amp;hl=en&amp;lr=&amp;safe=off&amp;client=firefox-a&amp;rls=org.mozilla%3Aen-US%3Aofficial&amp;q=MASH&amp;btnG=Search"&gt;MASH&lt;/a&gt; the book, not to be confused with the movie or the very fine television show.  I finally started reading it this week and I'm about half way through it and it's great. Though disappointing. I must say, it's an easy read. One could most certainly finish it in a day. But I like to spread my enjoyment out like butter. That and I grow bored of having fun. Weird. It's great because it's well written, good thing since it was published, and the characters are great. The book focuses on three main characters and their little adventures, there is no underlying plot other than, I suppose, the war in which they are participating and the fact that it is in chronological order or their adventures. But I like that.  I see no reason for there to be a plot. Anyway, I'm disappointed because I thought the book would be laugh out loud funny. It very well might be for someone reading it 30-40 years ago. Much of the 'slang' I don't quite get and the vague references a little too vague for me, the dense. But it is humorous with the usual MASH flair for caring for life.&lt;br /&gt;I also got a couple videogames. One I have played and one I have not, yet. The one I have played is &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?q=god+of+war&amp;start=0&amp;ie=utf-8&amp;oe=utf-8&amp;client=firefox-a&amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official"&gt;God of War&lt;/a&gt;. Having seen videos and read reviews of this game I knew I would enjoy it. But I didn't feel it warranted a $50 commitment on my part. Instead I thought I'd just wait for it to get cheap and if I remembered it, then, well, I would buy it. And that time has come. The story is ... well, who cares about that but let me say it's interesting in an action movie kind of way. This game is violent, like most, but it doesn't &lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/pussyfoot&amp;r=67"&gt;pussyfoot&lt;/a&gt; around the violence like other games, adding sparks or bubbles where blood should be, no. It's complete in it Mature rating right down to manly grunts provided by the main character. Blood and masculinity aside, it is in fact a fun game (information I was privy to prior to possession). Lots of cool moves and "innovative" timed button presses allow for satisfying game play. And it has its platform elements which don't seemed too forced and are fun in and of themselves. It reminds me a lot of the &lt;a href="http://www.gamefaqs.com/search/index.html?game=maximo&amp;searchplatform=All+Platforms"&gt;Maximo&lt;/a&gt; games, which I really liked. But Maximo wasn't bloody, it was just fun. God of War is fun AND bloody. Oh yeah, and there's computer generated boobs, if that's your thing. Didn't do anything for me. I prefer boobs that are real and attached to a pretty woman.&lt;br /&gt;And finally movies. Fist up is &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0013427/"&gt;Nanook of the North&lt;/a&gt;. A 1922 documentary of an Eskimo and his family. I sadly didn't pay too much attention. It wasn't entirely my fault. The company I was with didn't encourage much attention either. Nevertheless, it was educational and impressive for such an old movie. I recommend it, but be advised: go in wanting to pay attention.&lt;br /&gt;I also saw &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0116282/"&gt;Fargo&lt;/a&gt;. I'm not sure if I liked it. It was a good movie. But also disturbing. Well shot. Good acting.&lt;br /&gt;And with that I will leave you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So you have no frame of reference here, Donny. You're like a child who wanders into the middle of a movie and wants to know... " Walter in &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0118715/"&gt;The Big Lebowski&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-114781454162753462?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/114781454162753462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=114781454162753462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114781454162753462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114781454162753462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/05/new-job-movies-games-book-and-more.html' title='New job, movies, games, book and more ... though not a whole lot'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-114625207383238667</id><published>2006-04-28T14:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T14:21:13.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>perfect timing</title><content type='html'>There's something to be said for perfect timing; it's great. I had to wait for my cars oil to be changed and transmission fluid to be changed as well.  I wisely brought my &lt;a href="http://www.gameboy.com/"&gt;Gameboy&lt;/a&gt; and enjoyed &lt;a href="http://www.zelda.com/minishcap/launch/index.html"&gt;The Legend of Zelda: The Minish Cap&lt;/a&gt;. Meanwhile my car was being molested and on the waiting room TV was &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Soap_operas"&gt;Soap Operas&lt;/a&gt;.  There was something about a mermaid and a witch and a very large cat. I completed the first Dungeon in my game (very cool) and saved and turned the Gameboy off to rest my eyes and lo and behold the guy came in and my car was finished. Perfect timing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-114625207383238667?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/114625207383238667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=114625207383238667&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114625207383238667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114625207383238667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/04/perfect-timing.html' title='perfect timing'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-114604208078099119</id><published>2006-04-26T03:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T04:01:20.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"This is a long drive for someone with nothing to think about"</title><content type='html'>There is one good thing about leaving at midnight for a four hour drive: Virtually no traffic. Only giant trucks and Cops. Just set the cruise and lean back. Very peaceful.  Even heard that song Roxanne:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Roxanne&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to put on the red light&lt;br /&gt;Those days are over&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to sell your body to the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roxanne&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to wear that dress tonight&lt;br /&gt;Walk the streets for money&lt;br /&gt;You don't care if it's wrong or if it's right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roxanne&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to put on the red light&lt;br /&gt;…”&lt;br /&gt;I also heard this song during my drive:&lt;br /&gt;“… And I think it’s gonna be a long long time&lt;br /&gt;Till touch down brings me round again to find&lt;br /&gt;I’m not the man they think I am at home&lt;br /&gt;Oh no no no I’m a rocket man&lt;br /&gt;Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone …”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drank starbucks and ate Jerky to stay alert. It wasn’t really needed since I napped before I left. I left so late or early depending on your view because I have to input a two digit number into a computer before noon. I didn’t want to feel rushed.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think I’ll be making this drive, which was once a regular venture, anymore. In a way I will miss it.  I somewhat enjoyed the opportunity it gave me to meditate on things and really only worry about one thing; staying on the concrete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“...The optimist proclaims that we live in the best of all possible worlds; and the pessimist fears this is true.” – 'The Silver Stallion' by James Branch Cable&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-114604208078099119?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/114604208078099119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=114604208078099119&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114604208078099119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114604208078099119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/04/this-is-long-drive-for-someone-with.html' title='&quot;This is a long drive for someone with nothing to think about&quot;'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-114545558406986638</id><published>2006-04-19T09:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T09:06:24.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Japanese Rube Goldberg Machines</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=6255748318067031728&amp;q=rube+goldberg+machine&amp;pl=true"&gt;http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=6255748318067031728&amp;q=rube+goldberg+machine&amp;pl=true&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-114545558406986638?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/114545558406986638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=114545558406986638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114545558406986638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114545558406986638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/04/japanese-rube-goldberg-machines.html' title='Japanese Rube Goldberg Machines'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-114531266326416779</id><published>2006-04-17T17:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T17:24:23.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>saMich</title><content type='html'>How good is a subway sandwhich (roast beef, turkey, ham, cheese, brown mustered, lettuce, tomatoes, and cucumber) after being left in a kind of crappy refridgerator for 1 week? It's still eatable, I know this. But after one eats it? Is it good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will see. We will see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-114531266326416779?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/114531266326416779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=114531266326416779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114531266326416779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114531266326416779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/04/samich.html' title='saMich'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-114503758842777065</id><published>2006-04-14T12:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T12:59:48.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>there's this one plan</title><content type='html'>Plan number 159 to 'take care' of country X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Utilizing existing satellites to inscribe appropriate 'magic symbol' into Country X terrain. Then Dark Mages in geosynchronous orbit in Space Shuttle will summon the Dark Beast into Country X. Once Dark Beast has damaged enough of Country X's infrastructure one squad of White Mages will be sent in to Dismiss the Dark Beast. Game Over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's dangerous to go alone. Here, take this."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-114503758842777065?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/114503758842777065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=114503758842777065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114503758842777065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114503758842777065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/04/theres-this-one-plan.html' title='there&apos;s this one plan'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-114485857828090527</id><published>2006-04-12T11:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T11:16:18.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cake or Death?</title><content type='html'>Cake, Please.&lt;br /&gt;While watching a movie I had an inkling for some cake. Not just a box cake.  I wanted a specific kind. The kind you get at weddings and parties.  The fluffy kind, with the fluffy sugar frosting. The frosting was the most important part.  That's what I wanted.  Luckily my ride, also known as a friend, was gracious enough to stop at the local store.&lt;br /&gt;It was late and the bakery had closed down. The cake I wanted was encased in its glass prison and I wasn't able to break it free.  I needed someone’s help. An employee.&lt;br /&gt;We found one halfway across the store. She was kind enough to help me get my cake fix.&lt;br /&gt;The cake was good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-114485857828090527?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/114485857828090527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=114485857828090527&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114485857828090527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114485857828090527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/04/cake-or-death.html' title='Cake or Death?'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-114425287570194007</id><published>2006-04-05T10:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T11:01:15.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the house</title><content type='html'>"Did your cane break? It must have been because someone sawed half way through it while you were sleeping."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slapstick never disappoints.&lt;br /&gt;I was seriously laughing out loud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-114425287570194007?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/114425287570194007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=114425287570194007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114425287570194007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114425287570194007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/04/house.html' title='the house'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-114410221592725452</id><published>2006-04-03T17:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T10:57:34.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Change</title><content type='html'>I profess constantly that I'm a creature of habit. If the restaurant I go to has Burgers I get a burger unless someone else is paying of I feel like splurging for whatever reason then I'll get a steak. The other stuff like chicken or whatever shouldn't even be there for all I care. For those places that don't have burgers then I pick something and I ALWAYS get that. I know I'll like it. It won't disappoint me. No surprises. If there's a better way to drive somewhere, I wouldn't know I just take the way I've always taken. God forbid if the way I take has been blocked off for any reason. I just turn around and go home.&lt;br /&gt;Some people like change. Good for them. They're much better at dealing with life in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly I must make a change in my life soon. I'm not really looking forward to it. If I had a Genie that would just magically change it to where it needed to change thus allowing me to avoid putting in any effort into it. That'd be great. Anyone see any old lamps that need polishing?&lt;br /&gt;And sadly, the whole, 'oh we should stay in touch' never works. Sure, there's one person I 'keep in touch with'. But that's only because us mean, old, sarcastic, impersonable, vindictive, megalomanic, melancholy, sardonic, and abrasive personalities need to stick together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things alter for the worse spontaneously, if they be not altered for the better designedly. ~Francis Bacon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-114410221592725452?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/114410221592725452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=114410221592725452&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114410221592725452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114410221592725452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/04/change.html' title='The Change'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-114365678606505023</id><published>2006-03-29T13:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T13:26:26.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Light</title><content type='html'>I was standing outside last night and I looked up, gazing at the stars. I saw a little flash of light in the corner of my eye and I looked over. It was something in the woods through the trees. I stared carefully, hoping to see it again. Then there it was, another small flash of light.  I choose to investigate. I proceeded in the woods stopping every now and then listening.  Eventually I came to hear the cracking of branches, very faint and in the distance. They stopped ever so often. I got closer and closer. I haven't seen the light for a while then suddenly it was shining in my face, a white light. I could feel the heat. It seemed as though it was coming from a flash light but it was brighter than any flash light I've seen.  I asked "Who's there?"  I didn't get a response. Holding my hand up blocking the light from my face I walk forward slowly. Getting closer; I still couldn't see behind the light.  I could almost touch the light.  It was hot like a fire.  I moved my hand to grab what I though was the flash light. The light vanished.  I was there standing in the dark again. I looked around, my eyes not adjusted for darkness yet. Slowly shapes of the trees came into view.  I could see the houses in the distance behind the trees. There was no one else there, I was alone. I slowly started to walk back to my home, looking back every few steps. As I got close to the tree line I started hearing the cracking of branches like before. I saw nothing.  I walked out of the woods nearing my home and I looked back.  I saw the flash of light again through the trees.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-114365678606505023?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/114365678606505023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=114365678606505023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114365678606505023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114365678606505023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/03/light.html' title='Light'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-114338045592864726</id><published>2006-03-26T09:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T13:03:41.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>dear dream diary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;I thought I'd tell the Internet a dream I just had. But once I made that decision, I was reviewing the dream in my head so I could write it down better. While reviewing; I realized that I was something in my dream that I am not in real life. Let's see if you can pick it out.&lt;br/&gt; Like many of the dreams I remember it has a beginning that I don't quite remember. But it had to do with food and most likely McDonals since a couple of us had MikeyDs cups. There were four of us total. Two girls, me and another guy. I don't know these three people in real life. They were all average build people with brown hair. We were outside walking down a street in an urban-ish environment (similar to a couple of roads that are near my place in real life.) The four of us are discussing where to go next. They all want to go to a certain building that is within sight so they can be alone with their boyfriend/girlfriend since the four of us formed two couples. Yes, there was innuendo in my dream. For some reason adjacent to the road we were on had another road which formed a circle. For some other reason the other guy started running around it. The two girls and I leaned on a US postal service mail box (the blue ones) to wait for him. One of the girls said to me in a joking matter "So, what're you too going to do once we get there. Huh?" "Talk of the ails of the world. Isn't that what you two are going to do?" I replied in a sarcastic tone. "Well, if you don't like him don't go." she barked back. A few moments go by and the guy starts coming down the other side of the loop. "You just made me realize my hypocrisy." I said. And then I woke up.&lt;br/&gt; The dialog isn't completely accurate but it's as close as I could come. The last line is spot on though.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-114338045592864726?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/114338045592864726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=114338045592864726&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114338045592864726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114338045592864726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/03/dear-dream-diary.html' title='dear dream diary'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-114338142404546137</id><published>2006-03-26T08:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T08:58:08.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Requiem for a Toy (NSFW language)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=le7lJJ_eI9s&amp;search=requiem"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=le7lJJ_eI9s&amp;search=requiem&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-114338142404546137?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/114338142404546137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=114338142404546137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114338142404546137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114338142404546137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/03/requiem-for-toy-nsfw-language.html' title='Requiem for a Toy (NSFW language)'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-114334811011390490</id><published>2006-03-26T00:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T08:44:18.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Buy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;So, I went and bought myself some things at bestbuy today. They gave me a coupon to get double points (so I'll go and spend money there). Oh what do you know I obeyed them. I'm a tool. A consumer whore. What else must I do O corporate America?! What else? I'll do your bidding. Whatever it is. Utilize my tool-ness.&lt;br/&gt; Anyway, one of the things I bought was &lt;a href="http://www.us.playstation.com/Content/OGS/SCUS-97328/Site/" title="Gran Turismo 4"&gt;Gran Turismo 4&lt;/a&gt; (GT4) It's pretty cool. I had it on my monitor and it looked good. But luckily my pal Adam has an &lt;a href="http://www.pcmag.com/article2/0,1759,1902814,00.asp" title="HDTV"&gt;HDTV&lt;/a&gt;. Holy crap! Beautiful. Although you can see all the little "flaws". It's not a very flashy game, graphically, unless you think cars are the equivalent of boobs. If that's the case then you better stay seated or else you'll embarrass yourself. Adam got the &lt;a href="http://www.pontiac.com/gto/index.jsp" title="GTO"&gt;GTO&lt;/a&gt;, I bought, airborne. But sadly it didn't blow up or crash, it just miraculously landed back on it's wheels. The metal equivalent of a cat I suppose. We got kind of bored of it sorta quick. It's more of a game that one gets into. Which I'm looking forward to once the crap I have to do is done.&lt;br/&gt; Anyway, &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0286106/" title="Signs"&gt;Signs&lt;/a&gt; was on TV. It was getting interrupted by commercials. Ever notice that if you start watching a movie you have on DVD on the TV,you don't bother putting in the DVD? You continue to watch the TV version. Why is that? &lt;a href="http://www.mindcontrolforums.com/archv-hm.htm" title="Damn mind control"&gt;Damn mind control&lt;/a&gt;. Luckily, Adam's been conditioned to withstand such evil and put the DVD in which he miraculously had. Much better. Now the suspenseful parts weren't going to be interrupted by Windex commercials.&lt;br/&gt; I actually like Signs. I think that and Unbreakable are pretty good movies. They don't really rely on 'twists' as much as M. Knights other movies. Thus more apt to be watched more than once. Even though I knew an alien was about to appear I was still pretty tense.&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; "It's called In The Pink, huh?" -Adam&lt;br/&gt; "That's just wrong." -Tracey&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-114334811011390490?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/114334811011390490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=114334811011390490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114334811011390490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114334811011390490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/03/best-buy.html' title='Best Buy'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-114318206183469763</id><published>2006-03-24T01:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T01:34:21.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Justice League in under 10 seconds.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3856/472/1600/IMG_2257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3856/472/320/IMG_2257.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I'm impressed too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn Wonder Woman! You're Hot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-114318206183469763?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/114318206183469763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=114318206183469763&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114318206183469763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114318206183469763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/03/justice-league-in-under-10-seconds.html' title='The Justice League in under 10 seconds.'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-114309317971686504</id><published>2006-03-23T01:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T14:11:12.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'>something new</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;On my way home tonight I decided to stop off at a local Pub ... because I had nothing better to do. Well, I did have something better to do but I didn't want to do them. Anyway, it's a good thing I decided to stop there. I walk in and actually sit at the bar. I think that was the first time I've ever actually sat at the bar in a bar. There was only one seat. On my right was some dude talking to his girlfriend or something and on my left was Adam. But before I get to who he is I have to tell you what I ordered. The bartender lady comes up to me and I order a Four Horsemen, it's a good fairly dark beer reminiscent of something like Kilians but darker and better. Anyway, after sitting there for like 10 minutes watching whatever the hell was on espn (must've been good 'cause I don't remember) I decided to chat it up. How very unlike me. Dude on the right had his back to me but Adam seem approachable. I introduced myself and asked what beer he was drinking (i knew it was IPA but I couldn't think of anything else to say). He said his name was Adam [last name with held]. Turns out he had made a similar decision as I did just a couple minutes before I did. Namely, randomly visiting bars. But he had a fairly good reason. His brother was coming for Easter or something and was finding which places had the best beer. Adam is fairly new to this area as well. We ended up talking about videogames. Mainly old ones (NES era). Adam is a tick older than I. ... man I'm getting distracted by Dave Letterman. Anyway, Adam actually invited me for dinner at his place. Said he would have to call his wife first and make sure she wouldn't mind. I said that it's kind of weird since he just met me. I could be an axe murderer after all. He laughed and suggested he could be a cannibal or really didn't have a wife. Long story short. Adam and his wife Tracey are really nice. No kids but a couple of awesome dogs. A lab and a giant Dutch Shepherd (first I've seen of one of those). We played some of his old nintendo games. He frickin' had Ninja Warriors! I was impressed. Three of us played scrabble. The largest word I got was 'honor'. I sucked. But Tracey's Margaritas made it fun.&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; "You know, I could spell 'fart' but luckily I have a 'B' too." -Adam&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-114309317971686504?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/114309317971686504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=114309317971686504&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114309317971686504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114309317971686504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/03/something-new.html' title='something new'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-114303833652448029</id><published>2006-03-22T09:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T09:38:56.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Battlestar Galactica</title><content type='html'>Some brief thoughts on Battlestar Galactica: I’m really interested in the story.  It’s just too bad that I have to muscle my way through the show to get the story.  Everyone talks like they’re tripping on acid. The camera man has constant seizures and seems to be confused as to what exactly the Zoom button does.  The special effects are really well done, I just can’t see them as well as I’d like to because of the spastic camera man. The director/s or producer/s need to learn that two people staring at each other for minutes on end is not interesting. It’s boring and aggravating.  And why does everyone whisper all the damned time?! Oh, I guess it’s the acid. And people licking each other like dogs and trying to taste what each other had for dinner is not sexy. It is revolting. I understand that they like each other but can’t they express that with out giving each other tongue baths? Not only that but it looks like whenever two people are talking, doesn’t matter the subject, it looks like they’re going to start making out.&lt;br /&gt;As you can tell there are things I don’t like about the show. Mainly due to the human element (and the human-ish Cylons).  I could deal with the camera work if the actors stopped getting hopped up on ecstasy and acid before the shoots. Reel it in people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-114303833652448029?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/114303833652448029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=114303833652448029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114303833652448029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114303833652448029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/03/battlestar-galactica.html' title='Battlestar Galactica'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-114292118372161573</id><published>2006-03-21T01:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T01:06:23.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>scrambler</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;It seems the shower is the place where I think a lot. Not on purpose of course, it just happens. I was thinking of the fundamental questions of What does 'want' mean and what does 'need' mean. I think one needs (ha) to first define the relativity of what one is talking about and maybe a goal concerning that relativity. For instance: Existance. What do I need for existence? Water, air, food, sunlight, and protection from things that try to kill me. That is if my goal is to continue my existence. If I do not wish to continue my existence I need but rid my self of one of the previously mentioned things, add one thing, or add nothing. The list for discontinuance can be much shorter indeed. What I want for my continued existence is a far longer list. Let us get simpler. My goal is to sleep. Not much needed there. Maybe some quite. How about something a little more abstract. Why am I where I am at any particular moment? We can get quantum mechanics on this or literal. I'm going with literal. Why do I go to a certain place? Because I need to. Why? Because I want to. Why? Why would I want to be somewhere? What is my goal? We've established the relativity of it; the place. But what is the goal? We don't always need that before we can answer the 'want' question. I want to be here because ...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-114292118372161573?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/114292118372161573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=114292118372161573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114292118372161573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114292118372161573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/03/scrambler.html' title='scrambler'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-114283053395332283</id><published>2006-03-20T00:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T23:59:24.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the hum of peace</title><content type='html'>no matter how bad or uneasy I feel it always seems that when I turn on my electronics I feel at peace. Even if only for an instance.  I come home, feeling uncertain, walk over to the computer and push the button. The red and green lights start blinking and I can hear the fans moving the air around them. Then my finger depresses the button on my monitor, the symbol in the center glows bright green.  Now it is the televisions turn.  I don't much care what images and sound it lets loose once I push that rectangle power button, I just want to noise and the warm light. When I don't feel very self conscious my notebook computer comes out and has the opportunity to do it's dance of warm light. Superfluous, yes, but enjoyable. The game consoles have warm lights too. Not only do they channel their warmth through the television or my monitor but they have a small one on themselves as well. Red, amber, green or blue. I don't much care as long as they glow for me. These objects keep me company. They dance for me and show me things. They entertain me, give me information, waste my time and pass my time.  They distract me and annoy me. Show me things I dislike, like and abhor. They cost money, take up space and resources. They help and hinder.  They almost do everything a human would do for and to me. Almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Remember remember the fifth of November&lt;br /&gt;Gunpowder, treason and plot.&lt;br /&gt;I see no reason why gunpowder, treason&lt;br /&gt;Should ever be forgot..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-114283053395332283?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/114283053395332283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=114283053395332283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114283053395332283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114283053395332283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/03/hum-of-peace.html' title='the hum of peace'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-114234865413425835</id><published>2006-03-14T09:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T10:04:14.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>... shouldn't 've left you.</title><content type='html'>A couple days ago I had a pretty good idea for what to write for a blog entry but I forgot. So instead I'm resorting to what I do most of the time and just write about not knowing what to write about. Ahh, self indulgence. Someone should open a business which allows one to hire a person to forcibly keep you on task. Or not. What does it say about me when I get excited that a couple videogames I've been wanting go from full price to $19.99? I actually clapped and let out a squeak of a "yes" when I saw the commercial.  If only I could get as excited about a traffic light turning green. See you, Road Rage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mini reviews:&lt;br /&gt;Domino: meh/10&lt;br /&gt;Lots of flash, bleeded out colors and spinning cameras. There was a story? Was that when they were smoking in a sexy fashion? I think that's why it was rated R. It's got some cool scenes and a plot with some twists and turns but you wouldn't really know it because of all the lights in your face.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday Night Live for March 11 2006: ehh/10&lt;br /&gt;I only remember the beginning. And there was something else I actually laughed at but I forgot it.&lt;br /&gt;Infinite Crisis #5: cool/10&lt;br /&gt;Not as action packed as the others.  It mostly sets up the state of things without resolving it. Still cool though.&lt;br /&gt;Hellboy Mokoma: pretty good/10&lt;br /&gt;It was entertaining. I had fun but I have this feeling that Hellboy is smiling while he's lifting my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let's go get the guns and the cash." - mom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-114234865413425835?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/114234865413425835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=114234865413425835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114234865413425835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114234865413425835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/03/shouldnt-ve-left-you.html' title='... shouldn&apos;t &apos;ve left you.'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-114119526010738813</id><published>2006-03-01T01:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T01:41:00.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Priceless</title><content type='html'>Manhattan: $9.50&lt;br /&gt;Romeo y Julieta cigar: $12.00&lt;br /&gt;Country Western Omelette with three buttermilk pancakes and water: $7.49&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice night with friends at a fancy club followed by IHOP: Priceless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-114119526010738813?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/114119526010738813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=114119526010738813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114119526010738813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114119526010738813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/03/priceless.html' title='Priceless'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-114105127292845682</id><published>2006-02-27T10:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T09:41:13.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>phone calls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;I just noticed that I get more phone calls from people that have the wrong number than I get from Friends. I don't know if this means I have a really common looking number or that I don't have a lot of friends. I'm going to go ahead and pretend that my number is extremely easy to confuse with every other number.&lt;br/&gt; Of course if you include my SO and my parents, then the wrong numbers are severely 'out ... numbered'&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; I went and saw Brokeback Mountain this weekend. I rather liked it. It was a very pretty movie. All the scenery was beautiful and the camera work was fantastic. The story was also really sad. And yes, it has scenes where men kiss eachother. I was just as uncomfortable during those scenes as I am during heterosexual love scenes. I think I just don't like seeing people paw and slober over eachother in movies or real life no matter what ratio the of the two sexes.&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; I also learned this weekend that the ideal waist to hip ratio on a woman is 7/10. That is if you ladies have that ratio you are more attractive initially to a fellow than someone who doesn't have this ratio. This is just one criterion. You still have to brush your hair and stand up strait.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-114105127292845682?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/114105127292845682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=114105127292845682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114105127292845682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114105127292845682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/02/phone-calls.html' title='phone calls'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-114053855789680502</id><published>2006-02-21T12:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T11:15:57.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Superman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;Today I'm going to tell you why I like the idea of Superman. I've always liked him but never got into his comics until recently because I always thought they sucked. Not that they don't suck now or that they do. You know what, on second thought maybe I won't tell you why I like Superman. I'd just be telling you things you probably already know. Maybe I'll just keep it really short: He's someplace he doesn't belong, he is alone, he chooses to help, and he can't be himself all the time.&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; In other news, Firefly is great. I really enjoy the character intereaction in that show.&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Okay, I should go back to work!&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; "Dear diary: Today I was pompous and my sister was crazy. Today we were kidnapped by hill folk, never to be seen again. It was the best day ever." -Jayne&lt;br/&gt; "Curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal!" -Wash&lt;br/&gt; "That means you'll have to rely on your winning personality to get women. God help you. " - Sir Warwick Harrow&lt;br/&gt; "Sir, I think you have a problem with you brain being missing." -Zoe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-114053855789680502?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/114053855789680502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=114053855789680502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114053855789680502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114053855789680502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/02/superman.html' title='Superman'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-114040581265516716</id><published>2006-02-19T22:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T22:23:32.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>:hsughr:</title><content type='html'>I don't really watch too many television shows. So when I think I might enjoy sitting down and watching a little you'd think I'd appreciate that the shows I'm looking forward to wouldn't be repeats.  Especially shows that I don't watch but once every 1-2 months. Damn things were repeats tonight! And my pizza was cold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out &lt;a href="http://www.tikibartv.com/"&gt;http://www.tikibartv.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they have a new episode. It is funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if there ever was an episode of Sopranos that I hated it would be Episode 6 Season 5. But I'm not saying I would ever actually hate an episode of Sopranos. Just that if I did, it'd be that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You belong to me know." Unicron, Transformer the Movie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-114040581265516716?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/114040581265516716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=114040581265516716&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114040581265516716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114040581265516716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/02/hsughr.html' title=':hsughr:'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-114038119410775457</id><published>2006-02-19T15:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T15:33:14.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bah Weep Granah Weep Ninni Bong</title><content type='html'>Bah Weep Granah Weep Ninni Bong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-114038119410775457?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/114038119410775457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=114038119410775457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114038119410775457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114038119410775457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/02/bah-weep-granah-weep-ninni-bong.html' title='Bah Weep Granah Weep Ninni Bong'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-114020190149583919</id><published>2006-02-17T13:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T13:45:01.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>yeehaw</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;width:150px;BORDER: 1px solid;PADDING: 5px;BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffc933; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-bottom:5px; font-size:12px;" nowrap&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am 11% White Trash.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a style="font-size:10px;" target="_blank" href="http://www.fuali.com/test.aspx?id=35205d9c-5462-4324-926d-bc2d7ca95e98"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fuali.com/testimage.aspx?img=ee0e4a4c-d212-49ac-a0d7-71f0f9dd4eab.gif" alt="Not at all White Trashy!" border="0" style="margin-top:5px"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I, my friend, have class.  I am so not white trash.  .  I am more than likely Democrat, and my place is neat, and there is a good chance I may never drink wine from a box. &lt;div align="center" style="margin-top:5px;" nowrap&gt;&lt;a style="font-size:10px;" target="_blank" href="http://www.fuali.com/test.aspx?id=35205d9c-5462-4324-926d-bc2d7ca95e98"&gt;Take the&lt;br&gt;White Trash Test&lt;br&gt;@ FualiDotCom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-114020190149583919?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/114020190149583919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=114020190149583919&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114020190149583919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114020190149583919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/02/yeehaw.html' title='yeehaw'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-114009907746020131</id><published>2006-02-16T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T09:11:17.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the mike diet &amp; daily schedule</title><content type='html'>825am: wake up&lt;br /&gt;845am: Orange Juice&lt;br /&gt;11am: McDonalds Quarter Pounder value meal&lt;br /&gt;8pm: Red Vines and Dr. Pepper (stupid walmart didn't have Mr. Pibb)&lt;br /&gt;11pm: Dr. Pepper and Vodka&lt;br /&gt;1130pm: Dr. Pepper and Rum (you guys were very disappointing)&lt;br /&gt;3am: go to bed&lt;br /&gt;830am:  wake up (grumpy&lt;br /&gt;845am: cereal with milk (expired 11 days ago)&lt;br /&gt;9am: coffee&lt;br /&gt;11am: coffee&lt;br /&gt;12pm: Half a subway sandwich (3 days old)&lt;br /&gt;230pm: coffee&lt;br /&gt;730pm: microwave burrito&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-114009907746020131?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/114009907746020131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=114009907746020131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114009907746020131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/114009907746020131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/02/mike-diet-daily-schedule.html' title='the mike diet &amp; daily schedule'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-113980256570039808</id><published>2006-02-12T22:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:49:25.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Night of Fire</title><content type='html'>The wonders of teh interweb.  I watched the whole thing, like a bad train wreck, I couldn't stop watching it. Mesmerized.  I'd like to know what they were singing about but I think that would just ruin it.&lt;br /&gt;And truth is, I actually kind of liked the song and the girls, they were nice too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=426566504844044258&amp;q=night+of+fire"&gt;http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=426566504844044258&amp;q=night+of+fire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-113980256570039808?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/113980256570039808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=113980256570039808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113980256570039808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113980256570039808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/02/night-of-fire.html' title='Night of Fire'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-113954573730218101</id><published>2006-02-09T23:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T23:28:57.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A mouse trap ... sorta.</title><content type='html'>I guess, mouse and trap don't really apply here, more like Rube Goldberg Facecrab Zombie Killing Machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=8926325136071596338&amp;q="&gt;http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=8926325136071596338&amp;q=&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-113954573730218101?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/113954573730218101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=113954573730218101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113954573730218101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113954573730218101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/02/mouse-trap-sorta.html' title='A mouse trap ... sorta.'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-113932886324439258</id><published>2006-02-07T12:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T11:14:23.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'>'bout that time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;Hello all. There's this thing I have to write and it really wouldn't be that difficult to type out. But there's this huge barrier between me and typing it out. It's call lazyness and procrastination. Sigh. Luckily a friend of mine said that she wants it on her desk, FINSISHED in 1 week. It's doable. I don't know what will happen if I don't turn it in to her in one week. Perhaps it will rain fire and brimmstone or the earth will stop spinning. I think ithat would suck if the earth stopped spinning. All the people on the earth would be pissed to find out that it stopped because some joker didn't write a paper. I'd be pretty embarrased. I'm pretty sure my face would be red. Assuming I survived the whole earth spinning stopage.&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt; "&lt;font size="-1"&gt;Sex is like pizza. When it's good, it's really good, and when it's bad, it's still pretty good." -troof&lt;br/&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-113932886324439258?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/113932886324439258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=113932886324439258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113932886324439258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113932886324439258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/02/bout-that-time.html' title='&apos;bout that time'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-113876618080326749</id><published>2006-01-31T22:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T22:56:20.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LOLZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.craigslist.org/about/best/sfo/60286784.html"&gt;http://www.craigslist.org/about/best/sfo/60286784.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-113876618080326749?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/113876618080326749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=113876618080326749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113876618080326749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113876618080326749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/01/lolz.html' title='LOLZ'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-113864828322848318</id><published>2006-01-30T15:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T14:11:23.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Comic Reviews</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;I haven't done this for a while so I figured it was time. These won't be overtly long, I hope.&lt;br xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"/&gt;Defenders #5 of 5&lt;br/&gt;The mini is over. Sadly. But it sure did take a while for this last issue to come out. That aside, I really liked this one.  It was funny, it had action, and it looked good.  I was a little disappointed in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;un-&lt;/span&gt;inclusion of the Silver Surfer into the fray. He is featured just not with the others, though it is funny. The banter between Prince Namor, the Hulk and Strange is great and hasn't let up since the first issue. All in all this was just plan fun.&lt;br/&gt;All-Star Superman #2&lt;br/&gt;I don't know of any Silver or Golden age comics that I have read. But I imagine that they are like this. I don't mean it's corny or stupid.  It's just good. Classic. Lois is taken to Supermans fortress of solitude. There we see all the wonderful things a person like superman has in his home. Lois gets a little paranoid and does something that could've been bad. I was disappointed that her paranoia was explained away as no fault of her own.  I think it was justified for her to be paranoia, but it doesn't matter. Art's great, story's great.&lt;br/&gt;Infinite Crisis #4&lt;br/&gt;This is just plain exciting. The art's a little funny here and there but it's good over all. Dialog and story is good. Seeing Superboy kill other heroes was fairly disturbing. And :( for the Flash.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Well, that's all I can muster for now.  I was interrupted.  Onto more important things.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-113864828322848318?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/113864828322848318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=113864828322848318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113864828322848318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113864828322848318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/01/comic-reviews.html' title='Comic Reviews'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-113816542387708474</id><published>2006-01-25T00:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T00:03:43.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i finally figured it out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;Holy crap. I think I finally figured it out. I finally figured the damn thing out. &lt;br xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-113816542387708474?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/113816542387708474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=113816542387708474&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113816542387708474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113816542387708474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-finally-figured-it-out.html' title='i finally figured it out'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-113811256299363035</id><published>2006-01-24T09:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T09:22:43.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hilariousness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.wimp.com/macs/"&gt;http://www.wimp.com/macs/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh the Mac. Some may love them some may hate. But this is just funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-113811256299363035?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/113811256299363035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=113811256299363035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113811256299363035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113811256299363035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/01/hilariousness.html' title='Hilariousness'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-113806801588822445</id><published>2006-01-23T20:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T21:00:15.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it for the cookie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;Wellp, I've helped make cookies!  I made the cookie dough (up to the point of the addition of flour) then I made the green and red frosting! And I must say my frosting is about as good as frosting gets. I say that with no humility. It's just pure fact. Goddamnit! Erin was the taskmaster, the chief, the leader, the organizer, the management, the foreman, the overseer, the overlord what have you.  Matt, J.R. and myself were the slaves, the worker bees, the grunts, the workers, servants, manual laborers, etcetera etcetera etcetera&lt;span CLASS="misspell" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"/&gt;&lt;span CLASS="misspell"/&gt;.&lt;br/&gt; Long live the cookies! Well, until we eat them I suppose.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-113806801588822445?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/113806801588822445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=113806801588822445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113806801588822445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113806801588822445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-did-it-for-cookie.html' title='I did it for the cookie'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-113684106817000182</id><published>2006-01-09T17:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T16:11:08.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Munich and a little bit of Kong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;Munich is a good movie in my opinion. King Kong is also a good movie but for completely different reasons. Munich is good because of the story it tells. Everything else is phenomenal as well, music, cinematography, acting. But the story is where the excitement comes in. It doesn't matter who you think is right or wrong or which side you prefer.  The tension throughout the movie is ebbs and flows but is consistently high. But not because of some dinosaur chasing someone down like in King Kong.  The end is wonderful in that I had no idea what was going to happen.  I don't know if the main character is real like the story surrounding him is so I didn't know his fate. It's disturbing in some scenes but appropriately so.  A disturbing instance is disturbing by definition. Spielberg showed enough to be disturbing but not enough to qualify as grotesque or pornographic. King Kong is mostly just pretty. It does have a good story or idea behind it, which is fantastic, but no nearly the depth or range of emotions as Munich.&lt;br xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"/&gt;I think both movies are great. See King Kong to have fun but don't drink anything before hand. See Munich if you want a really great story (set around true happenings, I don't know if the main character is real), but also, don't drink anything before hand, it's long as well. Hey, at least your getting a great dollar/hour entertainment ratio.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-113684106817000182?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/113684106817000182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=113684106817000182&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113684106817000182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113684106817000182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/01/munich-and-little-bit-of-kong.html' title='Munich and a little bit of Kong'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-113684236122991982</id><published>2006-01-09T16:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T16:32:41.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F88B8B" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Passed the US Citizenship Test&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A7CEFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/couldyoupasstheuscitizenshiptestquiz/approved.jpg" height="100" 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the US Citizenship Test&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A7CEFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/couldyoupasstheuscitizenshiptestquiz/approved.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations - you got 7 out of 10 correct!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/couldyoupasstheuscitizenshiptestquiz/"&gt;Could You Pass the US Citizenship Test?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-113684223195735721?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/113684223195735721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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from the interweb</title><content type='html'>"I just stole your car, set fire to your couch, humped your girlfriend, ate your last peice of pizza, drank your last beer, shit on your coat, called your father a dingleberry, smeared ky jelly all over your toilet seat, called the police and told them you were mean to me, broke your calculator, made a flip book out of your post-it notes, wrote obscene messages on your driveway in sidewalk chalk, mixed up all your dress socks so you have one navy blue and one black one, left your refriderator door open, left your freezer door open, left your front door open, asked your priest to excommunicate you, rifled through your mail but didn't find anything interesting so I put it back, switched your calender with a 1996 one, changed your screensaver to the windows logo, switched all your clocks back 1 hour, licked all your stamps and put them on the ceiling of your stolen car, made a random post trying to make you cry, invited twelve stray cats into your place and watching the sit on the burning couch, run up your long distance bill asking china if they really loved white rice, played darts with your neighbor, the dart board was the side of your house, I won, vacuumed your carpet then dumped the bag on your bed, set your bed on fire to watch the dust burn, it wasn't that interesting so I took a fire extenguisher and put it out, watched the couch burn some more cats, invited a stray dog over to chase the burning cats, got hungry again after eating your last peice of pizza so I ordered another one, its in your refriderator but the doors still open, called your work and told them you died in a horrible gay experiement, told the same thing to your dad, you are a silly rabbit so I stole your trix, then your corn pops, they were good, you're out of milk now, I changed all your passwords to sex and god, I wrote all the endings to the movies you wanted to see on your tv screen in lipstick, "for a sweet lovin call XXX-XXX-XXXX" is writen on all the bathroom walls in your area, I switched all the disc in your dvd cases with chocolate pudding, popped all your collars in your closet, installed an electric fence on your toliet, but only after I had to take a piss, I missed, I wouldn't go in there without some kind of mask on, sprinkled oregeno and flour on the a dead body I found by the railroad tracks and put it in your shower, loosened all your lightbulbs so they no longer turn on, I got hungry waiting for the pizza the dead guy smelled good so i ate him, now there's a skeleton in your closet, changed all the presets on your stereo to light jazz or hardcore rap stations, broke your guitar rockstar style, there's a hole in your wall now, with part of a guitar sticking out of it, the rest of it is in the freezer, the freezer door is still ajar, your kitchen floor is wet so I turned the a/c down to keep the freezer cold, I took some pictures with your camera of your pet and me in some "interesting" poses, I will hold them for blackmail for a later time unless you pay me one million dollars, it got cold in your apartment so I put on your coat, I forgot I shit in it, you owe me a new shirt, I didn't tip the pizza guy, he's now going to spit on your pizzas when you order from them."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-113670477309514793?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/113670477309514793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=113670477309514793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113670477309514793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113670477309514793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2006/01/stolen-from-interweb.html' title='stolen from the interweb'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-113501539599855712</id><published>2005-12-19T14:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T14:28:59.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Writely and some unoriginal thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;br xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"/&gt; Word processor program on the interweb. That's what I'm trying out right now. It's called writely you can find it &lt;a href="http://www.writely.com" title="here"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I've not done too much with it thus far. But it does have an intriguing option to 'collaborate'. So multiple people can edit a single document.  Which I might find useful pretty soon because of the papers I will be writing. I'm hoping it will be easier than emailing an attachment then hunting through it to find where the kind editor edited.  Technology is cool.&lt;br/&gt;On that note I saw on one of the IPTV shows I watch (&lt;a href="http://fromtheshadows.tv/" title="fromtheshadows"&gt;fromtheshadows&lt;/a&gt;) they were at defcon and talked about a lot of stuff. and it got me all day dreaming of all kinds of mods that would be cool. It kind of kept me from sleeping for a bit. The technology is there but the manufactures have to embrace it and not try to impede it. For instance, one should be able to download a movie from the internet and then burn a DVD of it or copy their DVD to a machine so they don't have to whip the disk out every time they want to watch something.  Wouldn't it be nice to take that newly purchased DVD copy it to a central media computer. then be able to wirelessly grab that file onto different displays from anywhere in your house. Say, a handheld device like the &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?q=psp&amp;amp;start=0&amp;amp;ie=utf-8&amp;amp;oe=utf-8&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official" title="PSP"&gt;PSP&lt;/a&gt;   for those long stays in the John. One can do it now but not without a lot of work and a lot of research.  It should be easier. I want my TV shows or stations a la carte. I want to watch House and Smallville in HD whenever I want. A station wants to get me to watch a new show? Okay, give me the first couple episodes for free or with adds or over the air (like now). There's room for a lot of business models to coexists (they already do: cable, over the air, sat.). I'm just asking for one more.&lt;br/&gt;It's not really a big deal, I'm perfectly happy reading a book or GASP! talking to people. :) carry on.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-113501539599855712?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/113501539599855712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=113501539599855712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113501539599855712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113501539599855712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/12/writely-and-some-unoriginal-thoughts.html' title='Writely and some unoriginal thoughts'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-113481023615407731</id><published>2005-12-17T04:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T04:03:56.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Failure</title><content type='html'>I often think of greater things than necessity or selfish wants. Although just about anything can be boiled down to just about anything else. That said, I’ll continue with my thought this evening.&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone thinks of their motivation; the very emotions or states of mind that ultimately dictates your actions. While seldom conscious, these things are the reasons one does what one does.&lt;br /&gt;I think I’ve narrowed mine down. Admittedly, it probably can just be survival instinct or basic wants but I’m not going to consider it.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to fail. In anything I do or try to accomplish. Whether I like it or not (or have grown to not like it). I guess it really is not failure itself that drives me, its other people knowing I failed. The other people can be peers or family but … I think in my case it’s whatever is in my head. Telling me of my faults, insulting me … making me better. I want to be more than what I am and I don’t want to take the easy route. … ehh, there’s more but …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this is negated by my indolence, misanthropy and megalomania. These also define me. Unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I should just stop talking out of my ass. I’m tired. I need sleep. Maybe I should just set that as my goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“… and I am rich beyond the dreams of avarice.” –The Gamester by Edward Moore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-113481023615407731?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/113481023615407731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=113481023615407731&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113481023615407731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113481023615407731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/12/failure.html' title='Failure'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-113401310673422483</id><published>2005-12-07T22:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T22:38:26.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>wuuuhooooo</title><content type='html'>I'm not feeling especially cheery but I'll try to squeak a few things by.&lt;br /&gt;... You know in fact, I think I'll be positive today. No 'complaints' or anything like that.&lt;br /&gt;So, a friend of mine gave me a cappuccino/espresso machine for my birthday. And I finally took it to work yesterday. I think I'm getting the hang of this frothing milk thing.  I just need to pick up some chocolate syrup and non-over-priced milk (ooops, sorry) and I'll make some mean mochas.&lt;br /&gt;What else .... ummm.&lt;br /&gt;I like blanket weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the show!&lt;br /&gt;Good night folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-113401310673422483?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/113401310673422483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=113401310673422483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113401310673422483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113401310673422483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/12/wuuuhooooo.html' title='wuuuhooooo'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-113340786475258681</id><published>2005-11-30T22:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T08:18:43.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Molecule gives passionate lovers just one year</title><content type='html'>"ROME (Reuters) - Your heartbeat accelerates, you have butterflies in the stomach, you feel euphoric and a bit silly. It's all part of falling passionately in love -- and scientists now tell us the feeling won't last more than a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The powerful emotions that bowl over new lovers are triggered by a molecule known as nerve growth factor (NGF), according to Pavia University researchers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Italian scientists found far higher levels of NGF in the blood of 58 people who had recently fallen madly in love than in that of a group of singles and people in long-term relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after a year with the same lover, the quantity of the 'love molecule' in their blood had fallen to the same level as that of the other groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Italian researchers, publishing their study in the journal Psychoneuroendocrinology, said it was not clear how falling in love triggers higher levels of NGF, but the molecule clearly has an important role in the "social chemistry" between people at the start of a relationship."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from yahoo news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it, I'm telling my daughter to "give it a year" when she wants to shack up with the weird looking guy she brings over for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;The 'study' was done by Italians, you know it's accurate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-113340786475258681?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/113340786475258681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=113340786475258681&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113340786475258681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113340786475258681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/11/molecule-gives-passionate-lovers-just.html' title='Molecule gives passionate lovers just one year'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-113340530260363621</id><published>2005-11-30T21:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T21:49:42.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Unbeatable Foe</title><content type='html'>I’m Sir Coughs-A-Lot beware Me and My Power.  I rule with an Iron Flaming Fist of Furry.  I speak with a Low, Cracking and Booming Voice.  You wet yourself when you think of Me … wait … You pee yourself when you think of Me.  When you hear my Low, Cracking and Booming Voice you whimper like a child and defecate in you pants.  When you finally see Me (you’re already dehydrated) you become sick. A plague sweeps over you and any grand children you might have yet to have.  Your lungs come out your mouth and you nose extrudes a foul liquid. Your brain swells beyond the capacity of your skull. The Pain is Unimaginable.  This is what happens when you see Me.  Fear Me forever! Your weapons are useless against Me. Your sword of Nyquil will not vanquish Me. Your axe of Dayquil will not cleave My Skull. Your Tylenol Cold magic powder will not slow Me down. Your Halls throwing knifes will not pierce My Skin. Your White Blood Cell and Immune System armor cannot hold up to My Strength. Fighting Me is an exercise of futility.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-113340530260363621?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/113340530260363621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=113340530260363621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113340530260363621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113340530260363621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/11/unbeatable-foe.html' title='The Unbeatable Foe'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-113259700296462642</id><published>2005-11-21T11:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T13:19:00.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Men &amp; All Star Superman</title><content type='html'>Just thought I'd do a little update.&lt;br /&gt;I got my bimonthly comics (is that the right term for when you get something twice a month?). Anyway, I enjoyed them all.  I think I might do some reviews but for right now I'll just touch on a few things. First of all I &lt;b&gt;MUST&lt;/b&gt; recommend &lt;a href="http://www.dccomics.com/comics/?cm=4057"&gt;Winter Men&lt;/a&gt;. You can read the synopsis there. It is as cool as you think it might be. Great detailed/impressionistic art and great characterizations and the main character is likable and deep. The story is far from any superhero fair but it does have to deal with 'super-beings' but has yet to really show any (I'm on issue 3).  I highly recommend it.  I'm kind of bummed; there's been no solicitation for issue four.&lt;br /&gt;Next up is All-Star Superman (ASS).  This beauty is written by Grant Morrison and Drawn by Frank Quietly. Some people don't like Franks work because of the faces he draws.  While I agree they are kind of goofy at times, but the level of detail and composition is great.  As for story; Grant delivers here.  This is classic Superman. No need to know ANYTHING.  In one page he recaps Supes origin then delves right into the story. Lex Luthor, Sci-Fi, Super powerful Superman, Bumbiling Clark Kent, arrogant/half-bitchy Lois.  Many think that a De-powered Supes is more interesting.  I would tend to agree, but this one is awesome too.&lt;br /&gt;I'll save the rest for later.  Just pick up Winter Men!! Pick up Winter Men! Pick Up WINTER MEN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-113259700296462642?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/113259700296462642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=113259700296462642&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113259700296462642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113259700296462642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/11/winter-men-all-star-superman.html' title='Winter Men &amp; All Star Superman'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-113208441271389023</id><published>2005-11-15T14:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T15:55:21.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes I just want to...</title><content type='html'>Man, sometimes I just would really like to speak my mind, but unfortunatly due to whatever social reasons I don't. I just wanted to say "Fuck you".  I didn't want to yell it or grit my teeth when I say it.  I just want to softly say "Fuck you". Maybe with a tinge of condesention or malice. Now don't take it personaly readers, I'm not saying it to you. I just wanted to say it but I can't in real life. So, instead I shared my thoughts with the internet. Bless you internet, you are so kind to me.  Always listening, never talking back as I blather on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE: Oh, just in case anyone is wondering: No, the 'fuck you' is not directed toward anyone who regularly reads this site.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-113208441271389023?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/113208441271389023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=113208441271389023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113208441271389023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113208441271389023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/11/sometimes-i-just-want-to.html' title='Sometimes I just want to...'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-113163757372582601</id><published>2005-11-10T10:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T10:46:13.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Censor Bypassing</title><content type='html'>Since this site is my soapbox I'm going to complain! Some of you might be thinking "OMFG, that's all you freakin' do is complain about everything!" I say " Yes, of course! I do it because it's funny, to me. What else are we going to talk about? I point out things that don't quite make sense or don't go as I feel they should and this is interpreted as complaining. All I'm saying is I don't like something in some fashion. Jesus, if I just convey the happenings of a typical day it would be interpreted as complaining." Anyway, on to my complaint.&lt;br /&gt;GameFAQs.  I love the site.&lt;br /&gt;Here is it's rule for Censor Bypassing:&lt;br /&gt;# Censor Bypassing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The GameFAQs message boards are programmed with a list of words that are considered vulgar under any context, and these words are not allowed to be posted. Attempting to bypass the censor by misspelling, inserting spaces or symbols, transposing letters, using look-alike symbols, or any other method is not allowed. The only acceptable method of posting one of these vulgar words is to completely obscure it, making it impossible to determine what the word is without context. Additionally, certain words are prohibited from being used in topic titles and user information pages; bypassing the censor to post those words where they are restricted is also disallowed.&lt;br /&gt;For example, if "gris" is a banned word:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Not allowed: g-r-i-s, gr*s, g***, 9|-1$, girs, gryeeeas, grizznizz, **** (rhymes with "bris")&lt;br /&gt;    * Allowed: ****, ****ed, ****ing, g'ed, g-word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my post which was deleted:&lt;br /&gt;"... So?&lt;br /&gt;I don't see the problem. Seven Soldiers will/is a great stand-alone story. Does it matter if the characters are used AFTER Seven Soldiers is finished? Does that somehow affect the Seven Soldiers story?&lt;br /&gt;What of the people that like the new characters and want to see more of them? Oh! Now they can by read '52'! They'll be happy.&lt;br /&gt;I thought the bad news was going to be that Seven Soldiers has been canceled. Which it has NOT been!&lt;br /&gt;Besides, G. Morrison is going to be one of the 'architects' of the Post IC DCU. So, he's going to use some of the characters he's tweaked.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't see why you're so against IC, blackmore. But you like that House of M sh... crap.&lt;br /&gt;It just seems like you're more than just 'not interested' in IC. It seems like you're personally offended by it and it's some kind of sacralidge.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, I got of on kind of a rant. That was all my opinion and everyone else can certainly have theirs. No offense to blackmore, I'm just really kind of puzzled, is all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I contested the moderation, here is my contest statment:&lt;br /&gt;"I'm assuming that this pertains to my use of "sh...". If this is indeed the case; the "..." was not meant to substitute for the actual letters in the word in question, instead they were to signify a pause, which was then followed by the word "crap". It was intended for humor purposes with the subtext that I realized that it was an objectionable word so I substituted it with a more acceptable one (all as if I were really speaking instead of typing). I apologize if this was not clear. But I do not feel that I has violated the TOS because the word in question was not meant to be represented."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a response from a moderator:&lt;br /&gt;"Two letters of a banned word appear. That's a bypass."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've let the matter go, but it's a shame that my post was deleted because of two letters. What if I was going to say "shenanigans"? I guess that'll teach me from trying to be funny.  And people wonder why I'm quite.&lt;br /&gt;And yes. I know it's just the internet. Point taken. Which makes me question why the moderator bothered to read the whole post to find it, it is kind of in the middle of a lot of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you all think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-113163757372582601?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/113163757372582601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=113163757372582601&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113163757372582601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113163757372582601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/11/censor-bypassing.html' title='Censor Bypassing'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-113146447846081300</id><published>2005-11-08T10:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T10:46:11.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Preview of Shadow of Colossus</title><content type='html'>My birthday is soon but my parents were kind enough to give me a couple things early. They like to shower me with gifts, well, more like a splash, but you get the idea.  At any rate, I received Shadow of Colossus and it is pretty. I’ve only played for a bit but I can tell you I like it.  The premise is that you (your character) has to kill 16 or so Colossi, which are the incarnations of Spirits, in order to resurrect your sister or girlfriend (it doesn’t say the relation of your character to the dead chick you carry).  So far there hasn’t been any little bad guys (and I don’t think there will be), the only enemy is whichever colossus you are going after at that time.  But first you must get there, which so far isn’t that hard.  You’ve a horse to help speed along the way and there’re some jumping/climbing puzzles.  The one Colossus I’ve defeated thus far required me to stab it in the ankle then climb up its back and deliver the final blows to its head.  It tried to stomp me and hit me with it’s big as a house club while I was floundering around on the ground.  The game is beautiful.  A nice draw distance and everything has that ancient feel to it. Character animation is very life like.  The scale of the Colossus is amazing. The game designers were thoughtful enough to provide a button to look at the Colossi, which is damn handy and just makes me say ‘wow’.  I was pleased as punch to see that they included progressive scan in the video options.  On any normal TV the game would still look beautiful but on a relatively nice HD compatible TV (like my monitor) one sees every little pixel and it just looks kind of blocky.  Turing the progressive scan on improves this immensely.  One still sees the ‘jaggies’ but that is because of the Playstation 2’s lack of anti-aliasing.  Despite the ‘jaggies’ the game looks great on a HDTV with progressive scan on or on a normal TV with it off.  There’s no music in the game (that I noticed) but there’s certainly ambiance, wind etc., which really fits well with the visuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for some reviews of some stuff:&lt;br /&gt;Green Russian: delicious&lt;br /&gt;Godmother: delicious&lt;br /&gt;Whiskey Sour: delicious&lt;br /&gt;White Russian: Heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Just try to fucking stop us!” – Dr. Tiki&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-113146447846081300?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/113146447846081300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=113146447846081300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113146447846081300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113146447846081300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/11/preview-of-shadow-of-colossus.html' title='Preview of Shadow of Colossus'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-113081772527467267</id><published>2005-10-31T23:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T23:02:05.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3856/472/1600/holloween1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3856/472/320/holloween1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, all that go here already know but oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-113081772527467267?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/113081772527467267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=113081772527467267&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113081772527467267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/113081772527467267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/10/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-112993905028016254</id><published>2005-10-21T18:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T18:57:30.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Freakin' responsibility!!!  If I had less brains and more balls I'd be driving home right now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-112993905028016254?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112993905028016254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=112993905028016254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/112993905028016254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/112993905028016254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/10/freakin-responsibility-if-i-had-less.html' title=''/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-112993900735811603</id><published>2005-10-21T18:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T18:56:47.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>drunk opst #1</title><content type='html'>Agh! Hard enough time entering in the damned username and passowrd.  Why do I have to make thing so difficult for my self!!&gt;? Why?!&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, party at work.  It's nice but it sucks loads of donkey ass why yo've something waiting for you at home that you've been waiting two weeks for!!!! Namely a shippment of comics!  Which contains one particular comic that people have been talking about for 1.5 weeks and it pains you that you've not read it and even went to the resorts of looking for illegal copies of online (but found none, honest).  It waiting for me, dinally delivered after all this time. Painful time. Agonizing.  I could barely contina myself. And it's finally waiting for me.  But Dammmit!!! I'm drunk and I don't want to get a DUI!!!  I'm sure I can drive just fine but I have to flippin' stay here because I know my unlucky ass would get pulled over if I attempted to drive home just fso I could read those wonderful better than breast comics. What?! I thought that.  no!! Maybe when I'm sober they wouldn't be better than those but right now they sure are!  Waiting for me! Stuck here in a windowless lab listening to 7 flippin' pumps pump!! agh! Sigh.  at least 've entertained myself doing this.  I'll let you all know what I think of my superb deliver once I FINALLY GEZTZ TO FREAKING REAFD THEM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-112993900735811603?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112993900735811603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=112993900735811603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/112993900735811603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/112993900735811603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/10/drunk-opst-1.html' title='drunk opst #1'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-112985948535181195</id><published>2005-10-20T20:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T20:51:25.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Junior LifeGuard Association</title><content type='html'>Smallville tonight was great, as far as Smallville is concerned. Like many (all) episodes of this fine show it's littered with corny bits and eh-acting. The plot (conflict) in this episode does not focus (as it often does) on the weeks 'meteor freak' (and this one doesn't actually contain one of those) and subsequent shenanigans that he/she commits... too much. Lex is turning into a tried and true bad guy by looking to expand his business into that horrible, overused, entity known as national defense. At the expense of fish. If Lex was as smart as he and The Writers think he is then wouldn't he know that arbitrarily killing sea life in mass, willy-nilly would be ... not good ... for the economy or ... food... supply.  Maybe he was also working on Indefinite fresh-as-if-caught-yesterday Refrigeration technology.&lt;br /&gt;What made me giggle like a school girl and wiggle with excitement was a moment in the show after the trouble had been averted and A.C. (Arthur aka Aquaman) and Supe ... I mean Clark were talking.&lt;br /&gt;Arthur "Maybe we should form a Junior Lifeguard Association or something?"&lt;br /&gt;Clark "Nah, I don't think I'm ready for the JLA yet."&lt;br /&gt;Me "AHHH!!! Heheheheheehehhe Ouuuuuu.  Ahhhhh!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-112985948535181195?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112985948535181195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=112985948535181195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/112985948535181195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/112985948535181195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/10/junior-lifeguard-association.html' title='The Junior LifeGuard Association'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-112921911835645896</id><published>2005-10-13T10:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T10:58:38.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my answer</title><content type='html'>My answer is be at Cedar Point.  Yeah, that'd make the discomfort bearable. But sadly in practice it just plain sucks. A lot.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to you that provided answers. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-112921911835645896?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112921911835645896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=112921911835645896&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/112921911835645896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/112921911835645896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-answer.html' title='my answer'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-112896981859753811</id><published>2005-10-10T13:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T16:22:58.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>cold and wet</title><content type='html'>Here's a question for everyone to ponder.  Say, you're cold. Not freezing cold but just uncomfortably cold like right when you get out of bed in the morning kind of cold or to be more specific; 50 degree (Fahrenheit) overcast with drizzle kind of cold. Okay, so we all know we're cold and the right kind of cold.  Now say you're also wet. No not that kind of wet, geez. Let's keep this PG, alright? Not soaking wet but rain kind of wet, not a lot of rain just a bit. like every 5-10 minutes it drizzles. Alright. So we're all cold and damp. Now imagine, on top of all that you're also standing up. For a really long time. Not walking just standing. And say, it is indeed raining ever 5-10 minutes. Okay. Cold. Wet. Standing. Raining. Now here's the question: how could you improve this situation without changing you're cold, wet, raining and standing status?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my answer, which relates to an anecdote that I'll share. But it doesn't really improve it to much. I'll tell you next post.  It'll be faster if you get those comments going!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-112896981859753811?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112896981859753811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=112896981859753811&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/112896981859753811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/112896981859753811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/10/cold-and-wet.html' title='cold and wet'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-112844388452426345</id><published>2005-10-04T10:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T11:45:44.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>of something that was to be said</title><content type='html'>A day or so ago I had, in my mind, a layout of a blog entry.  Of course now when I get around to it I've forgotten whatever it was I was going to say. Not that it was going to be important or even interesting. It probably wasn't even going to have proper grammar or correct spelling.  I've been trying to think what it was.  I remember I thought it was very funny but I think farts are funny so that really isn't saying a whole lot. Maybe it was about the movies I saw this weekend, &lt;a href="http://www.serenitymovie.com/"&gt;Serenity&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://corpsebridemovie.warnerbros.com/"&gt;The Corpse Bride&lt;/a&gt;. Both excellent movies, though I enjoyed the former much more that the later.  Perhaps they were about comics? No. I haven't gotten any new comics since last I spoke to the internet. Games?  Well, I did get &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?q=We+%28heart%29+Katamari&amp;sourceid=mozilla-search&amp;start=0&amp;start=0&amp;ie=utf-8&amp;oe=utf-8&amp;client=firefox-a&amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official"&gt;We (heart) Katamari&lt;/a&gt; this weekend.  It's just as weird and fun as the last game. Is this all my life is about? Stuff? Well, now that I think of it maybe it was about something more profound. Something’s are coming to mind but I don't feel like typing them out. Ahh, I was hunched over, so I sat up.  I actually feel much more comfortable. Well, I've made quite the blog entry about thinking of blog entry's. If I was 10 years earlier I'd be a genius. Now I'm just a blatant copier.  Should I tell you all a story? Nah, it'll take to long to type. And if it didn't it wouldn't be a story or it wouldn't be a good story. I'll attempt.  When I get bored I'll just stop. I'll try to make it short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long ago there was a young girl living in a small farming village a few miles form the castle. One day soldiers came from the castle looking for strong children and adults that could be spared from farming to build the new king his palace. Many were taken including the young girl's older brother. She was spared because he was too young and weak. She yelled at the soldiers and cried in the street once they left. A man came to her as the soldiers rode off with their cages of workers. He was tall and strong, caring a hammer and had shackles around his feet.&lt;br /&gt;"Your brother will return." said the strong man.&lt;br /&gt;"Why does he have to go?" she cried "No one cares. They just go about their business.  My mother didn't even stop making bread when they came to get him."&lt;br /&gt;"We all have do our part in this life in which we were born." The strong man replied as he went back to his work pounding metal.&lt;br /&gt;"We shouldn't have to." she said softly "I'm going to bring him back!"&lt;br /&gt;As she started to run the strong man shouted "Through the woods is shorter on foot!" And with that the young girl ran into the woods as fast as she could. The smiled as he settled back by his furnace.&lt;br /&gt;"What are you smiling about? The girl's brother is not coming back soon and she'll never get him. And stop wasting time and get back to work!" said a portly man from the back of the house.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, sir." Said the strong man, still smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-112844388452426345?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112844388452426345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=112844388452426345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/112844388452426345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/112844388452426345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/10/of-something-that-was-to-be-said.html' title='of something that was to be said'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-112808324666913209</id><published>2005-09-30T07:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T07:29:35.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Semi-random and television</title><content type='html'>shooby dooby shooby doooby do waaab dooo waaaab dooo waaab.  That just came to mind along with the inclination to tell &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?q=the+internet&amp;sourceid=mozilla-search&amp;start=0&amp;start=0&amp;ie=utf-8&amp;oe=utf-8&amp;client=firefox-a&amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official"&gt;the internet&lt;/a&gt;.  I watched the season premier of &lt;a href="http://thewb.warnerbros.com/web/show.jsp?id=SM"&gt;Smallville&lt;/a&gt;.  I liked it. Obviously there were some things I didn't like but over all a solid episode.  Earlier this week I watched the second episode of the season of &lt;a href="http://www.fox.com/house/"&gt;House MD&lt;/a&gt;.  Good episode.  But I was broken hearted to see an anouncment that I will not be able to see house until November!!  But then I was cheared up a bit for &lt;a href="http://www.fox.com/home.htm"&gt;Fox&lt;/a&gt; is showing the &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;hs=fJJ&amp;client=firefox-a&amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;q=baseball+playoffs&amp;spell=1"&gt;Baseball playoffs&lt;/a&gt; in House's stead (well, replaced, I just thought I'd sound positive).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?hs=tey&amp;hl=en&amp;lr=&amp;client=firefox-a&amp;rls=org.mozilla%3Aen-US%3Aofficial&amp;q=%22half-ass+hippies%22&amp;btnG=Search"&gt;Half-Ass Hippies&lt;/a&gt;" -Erin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-112808324666913209?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112808324666913209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=112808324666913209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/112808324666913209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/112808324666913209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/09/semi-random-and-television.html' title='Semi-random and television'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-112680050168496791</id><published>2005-09-15T10:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T11:16:33.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>umm ... oh yeah: Comic Reviews</title><content type='html'>I've was thinking that I should review something, you know, give my unsolicited opinion to the internet about something I’ve seen, heard, or used only briefly.  But I can't really think of anything ... oh wait ... I did get some comics Monday.  But unfortunately I don't have them with me just now.  Meh, I'll wing it anyway.  In no particular order; First up is The Flash #225, it concludes many things.  The first is the latest story arc and the second if Mr. Johns run on the title which has been 5+ years. But I'm reviewing the comic as a whole.  The issue is great; the art is good, and the story is exciting.  If you've been following The Flash then you would thoroughly enjoy this issue.  My only complaint is on the story as a whole (the last 4-5 issues), titled Rogue War. The Rogue War looses it's purpose and it focus, both as a story and from the Readers perspective (me) to the point of being an afterthought (about 1 page of this issue having been dwindled down since the first of the story arc). The admittedly more interesting Zoom/Flash story was focused on more.&lt;br /&gt;Next up Green Lantern #4. Art=great. I enjoyed the dialog between the characters and Hal's visit to Oa. Having not read Hal's romp into insanity (circa 10+ years ago), I cannot attest as to how well this comic corresponds to that but I can say that from what I know it jives just fine.&lt;br /&gt;Superman #...uh whatever. Meh.  I like superman, I really do. Just the last few issues of the super-titles have been lack luster.  All are setting up for the coming Infinite Crisis, which is fine. But a few months ago all the titles switched talent. Then about 1 issue came out before they started doing cross-overs. And last months Sacrifice could've been done in one (maybe two) of the four issues.  We get three issues of Supes day dreaming and one issue that's actually interesting and it's a Wonder Woman issue! (not that I have anything against WW, she's cool.) The feeling of 'meh, whatever' aside. The format of this issue was good. I liked the overlay of Jimmy Olsen’s article to the happenings in the comic. It's actually a lot better than the last few issues.  But it's still ALL set-up. meh ... whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Astonishing X-Men #12: At first I thought this was a pretty good ending to this long-in-the-tooth story. But I don't think it was. The X-men once again don't actually solve the problem they were faced with ... okay, maybe they do indirectly. This comic is all about style and fluff ... mostly fluff. This 'story', more like anecdote, could've been trimmed to a lean 2 comics instead of 6.  Of course that would force Marvel to have the writer (Joss Whedon) come up with more stories and the artist to draw more that three panels per page.  Comic books are not movie Storyboards they're comics, which means that I'll want to put down my $3 to get the next issue, which by the way I won't.&lt;br /&gt;Seven Soldiers: The Shining Knight #4 of 4: First off I must say that the art in this and previous issues is beyond spectacular, I mentioned Simone in a previous post, you should go to his website. Okay, now story. Not really an ending, which isn't surprising. I don't mind because it was awesome and I am getting all the seven soldier stuff.  But these minis are solicited to be self contained and enjoyable by themselves. I wonder if it's true. Some questions are answered and some are not and we even get answers to questions which we didn't even think to ask.  Needless to say I really liked it.&lt;br /&gt;B.P.R.D. Black Flame #1 (really #18): As usual Guy Davis makes brilliant sense to be the artist for such a weird 'spooky' book. The story is a direct continuation of the previous ones. Everything was done extremely well. It has good set up for the next issue with out being overtly dramatic. I'm just not sure if any old Joe Shmoe could pick this up and like it with out reading previous issues. A side note:  I really have to applaud Dark Horse on the lay out of all their comics. There aren't excessive ads and they're well placed, not interfering with the comic itself.  And just the general presentation is great. Nice Job.&lt;br /&gt;Ex Machina #12 or 13, I can't quite remember. It's the conclusion of a very short story arc. Rightly so, I'd hate Ex Machina to join in on the band wagon; bloating out their stories.  The arc, which I think was just two issues was exactly as long as it should have been. A nice mix of sci-fi and reality.  There are little things in Ex Machina that elude to the greater mythology of the main characters powers.  It's never directly addressed. And this issue is no different; just a brief mention of something, almost an aside. Great stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Superman/Shazam #1 (mini series): A telling of Supes and Captain Marvel's first meeting. I really like the art.  It gives me a Saturday morning feeling without the cute or distortion. The pacing seems a bit drawn out but I can deal with it; there were a couple pages that bothered me.  The story seems so far, nice and simple. This is fine because the point of this mini is to have Cap and Supes side by side.  Which we all love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: man, I really should run this stuff through spell check before I post it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-112680050168496791?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112680050168496791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=112680050168496791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/112680050168496791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/112680050168496791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/09/umm-oh-yeah-comic-reviews.html' title='umm ... oh yeah: Comic Reviews'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-112603155309156284</id><published>2005-09-06T13:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T13:32:33.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Highway to the Dang ... er ... Comfort Zone</title><content type='html'>Turnin’ off your engine&lt;br /&gt;Listen to her howl no more &lt;br /&gt;Blanket under tension&lt;br /&gt;Beggin' you to touch and go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highway to the Comfort Zone&lt;br /&gt;Ride into the Comfort Zone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headin' into twilight&lt;br /&gt;Foldin’ in her wings tonight&lt;br /&gt;She got you jumpin' in the sack&lt;br /&gt;And shovin' onto the pillow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highway to the Comfort Zone&lt;br /&gt;I'll take you&lt;br /&gt;Right into the Comfort Zone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll never say hello to you&lt;br /&gt;Until you get it on the red eye sleep tonight&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know what you can do&lt;br /&gt;Until you get the sleep that you think you need tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out along the edges&lt;br /&gt;Always where I like to sleep&lt;br /&gt;The further on the edge&lt;br /&gt;The greater the intensity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highway to the Comfort Zone&lt;br /&gt;Gonna take you&lt;br /&gt;Right into the Comfort Zone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highway to the Comfort Zone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-112603155309156284?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112603155309156284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=112603155309156284&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/112603155309156284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/112603155309156284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/09/highway-to-dang-er-comfort-zone.html' title='Highway to the Dang ... er ... Comfort Zone'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-112564971243758365</id><published>2005-09-02T03:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T03:28:32.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Through early morning fog I see visions of the things to be the pains that are withheld for me I realize and I can see that suicide is painless. It brings on many changes and I can take or leave it if I please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-112564971243758365?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112564971243758365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=112564971243758365&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/112564971243758365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/112564971243758365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/09/through-early-morning-fog-i-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-112559063408870479</id><published>2005-09-01T11:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T11:03:54.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a little bit of nothing</title><content type='html'>Well, I guess I should do another blog entry.  Which really equates to me complaining about something. And first off; Microsoft office.  I’m using it now because I want spell check because eI’m the worst speller in the last 10000 years. Anyway, I open this program up and what do I see on the border, a help bar or something, taking my precious screen area.  I know I can turn this off and prevent this from opening again but I don’t because I shouldn’t have to… ehh, I’m bored of talking about that already, onto something else.  There’s this wonderful Italian artist simone bianchi, who has a website http://www.simonebianchi.com anyway, his first stint in American comics is just ending; Seven Soldiers The Shining Knight. And it’s great.  There is also a pretty good interview with him over at newsarama, &lt;a href="http://www.newsarama.com/forums/showthread.php?s=47693879a441359abd655ba8990ddb16&amp;threadid=42148"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; . Check it out.  Looking at that article and his website this morning really made me want to draw and I did.  Just a little scetch of a man riding a bike (I rode my bike today, aren’t I a good little human?).  I’d show it to you but I don’t have a scanner or a camera, sorry.  I know you’re all distraught.  Let’s see if I can think of anything funny…. Nope …. Man, I’m boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-112559063408870479?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112559063408870479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=112559063408870479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/112559063408870479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/112559063408870479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/09/little-bit-of-nothing.html' title='a little bit of nothing'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-112541284213543015</id><published>2005-08-30T09:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T09:40:42.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>teamwork is fun!</title><content type='html'>A little more about guild wars which will probably not be the last; I had a darn exciting time playing it last evening. I was doing some quest and some people wanted to form a party.  I volunteered my services to help out and to get that particular mission done.  All but me were in a guild together. Well, after a while I proved my worth and they invited me into their little club and I accepted.  We went on to do a few more missions.  I played that game for too long last night, but it was great.  It was really fun.  I leveled up and my new guild is a bunch of great guys (or girls).  I know that sounds juvenile, a club etc.  But it was a nice experience.  Cooperation and teamwork allowed us to do very well.  I look forward to gaming with them again in the future.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I’ll put away my carebear, turn off Mr. Rogers and stop hugging the world now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-112541284213543015?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112541284213543015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=112541284213543015&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/112541284213543015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/112541284213543015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/08/teamwork-is-fun.html' title='teamwork is fun!'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-112531796699029990</id><published>2005-08-29T07:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T07:20:57.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'>guild wars and things</title><content type='html'>It's been a while, Sorry.  I have no excuse.  I’m just going to constinue on.  So about 12 days ago, I purchased myself guild wars and it is indeed awesome.  Although I have not partaken in the guild part of the game, which I’m assuming since it’s half of the name that it’s fairly important.  But I’m enjoying it nonetheless.  This weekend I went and visited a good friend of mine.  It was fun, reminded me of old times, which are always nice.  We played from beginning to end, halo 2.  Nice game, though both of us thought that the slit screen left something to be desired. I just received my comic shipment and it was good.  An old staple from the 90’s was the artist for one of my regular books. It was pretty bad.  This is a case where the old days sucked and this just reminded me of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-112531796699029990?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112531796699029990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=112531796699029990&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/112531796699029990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/112531796699029990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/08/guild-wars-and-things.html' title='guild wars and things'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-112350695957236986</id><published>2005-08-08T08:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T08:16:00.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>back.</title><content type='html'>I've returned from a major metropolitian city.  Where among other things I attended (over the span of three days) a comic book convention, visited an aquarium, and a museum.  All were fantastic!  At the comicCon I purchased around 100 comics!!  Most for only a $1.  And their 10+ years old!!  How cool is that?  Pretty cool to me anyway.  Now to reading them.  Let's see ... say it takes me 15 minutes to read and fully enjoy 1 of these fantastic comics.  That means I'll be done reading them in 25 hours. Yippee. Should I read them all at once or space it out? ummm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's why you're superman" -nice lady&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-112350695957236986?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112350695957236986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=112350695957236986&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/112350695957236986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/112350695957236986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/08/back.html' title='back.'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-112206682611701337</id><published>2005-07-22T16:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T16:13:46.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Titanium Dioxide Cleans Air Pollution</title><content type='html'>CNN article about current and future Titanium Dioxide based materials for use on surfaces outside that clean the air and themselves.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2005/TECH/07/22/smog.scrubbing.surface.ap/index.html"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;|&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://digg.com/science/Titanium_Dioxide_Cleans_Air_Pollution"&gt;digg story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-112206682611701337?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112206682611701337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=112206682611701337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/112206682611701337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/112206682611701337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/07/titanium-dioxide-cleans-air-pollution.html' title='Titanium Dioxide Cleans Air Pollution'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-112206467373160954</id><published>2005-07-22T15:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T15:41:30.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know</title><content type='html'>Feel so depressed, so sad, so small, so worthless.  Have so much that so many don't. Should toughen up, grow some kind of backbone. So apathetic. Don't care. Nothing to worry about, it's all worthless and pointless anyway. But chin up! Do what's expected.  Not supposed to think and feel.  Become drunk on the bright colors and false stimulation they give.  Won't know what's going on anyway. It doesn't matter. Nothing. But do it anyway. Just because. No reason to.  No reason not to. Chin up, lad! Do what they tell you, do what's expected. So happy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I’m teaching you how to be a better hero Wally" - Zoom to The Flash, the fastest man alive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-112206467373160954?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112206467373160954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=112206467373160954&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/112206467373160954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/112206467373160954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-dont-know.html' title='I don&apos;t know'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-112137986113898159</id><published>2005-07-14T17:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T17:24:21.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>some additions</title><content type='html'>I've made some additions to the site.  Over on the right hand you'll see I decreased the font and added Digg.com news feed.  just click on the links and it'll take you to digg.com. pretty cool if you ask me.  That's pretty much it.&lt;br /&gt;Let me know what you think of it.&lt;br /&gt;And now reviews as quickly as I can type them.  No spell check for this bad boy.&lt;br /&gt;FF4 movie: Great movie, soft on plot. Great characterizations. Decent acting.  Good special effects.  Not as good as Batman Begins.  But what is?&lt;br /&gt;Sin City: yes I just now saw it.  Good noir.  Looked great!  Acting was fine over all but was a little shaky in spots.  The violence was uncomfortable.  Hard to explain.&lt;br /&gt;Recent Teen Titians/ Outsiders crossover: Ehh.  If was fine.  Lots of fighting and everything seemed to work out in the end.  It was obvious set up for other things.  Not being an outsiders follower, I was not really moved by what happened to them.  I'm not really liking the current TT artist. But the outsiders looked good.&lt;br /&gt;midtowncomics: The comic shop around me closed down so now I have to order them online.  I'm using midtowncomics based out of new york city.  I've received one shipment thus far.  I was impressed.  The comics are bagged and boarded and the bags have a sticky stuff on them already so no need for tape.  Not too keen on the shipping prices and would like a 'monthly' shipping option.  I also would like to pre-order stuff easier. But ordering new and recently released stuff is a breeze.  Although, I don't like how it re-loads to the front page after you choose 'buy now'.  It should go back to where you were looking at. So, over all seems to be a good service with minor complaints but I wouldn't use it to get back issues.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-112137986113898159?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112137986113898159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=112137986113898159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/112137986113898159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/112137986113898159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/07/some-additions.html' title='some additions'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-112083891254585137</id><published>2005-07-08T11:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T11:08:32.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LEARN MORSE CODE in one minute !</title><content type='html'>A great way to learn morse code is to use this new chart!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.learnmorsecode.com/"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;|&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://digg.com/science/LEARN_MORSE_CODE_in_one_minute_"&gt;digg story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-112083891254585137?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112083891254585137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=112083891254585137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/112083891254585137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/112083891254585137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/07/learn-morse-code-in-one-minute.html' title='LEARN MORSE CODE in one minute !'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-111958650576712217</id><published>2005-06-23T23:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T23:15:05.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Ten Games To Look For In 2005</title><content type='html'>Now that E3 is over, and the ringing in our ears is starting to subside, we've got a clear idea of what to expect from the rest of the year. Here are the highlights of what you can look forward to see at a store near you before the end of 2005.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www6.tomshardware.com/game/20050620/index.html"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;|&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://digg.com/gaming/Top_Ten_Games_To_Look_For_In_2005"&gt;digg story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-111958650576712217?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111958650576712217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=111958650576712217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/111958650576712217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/111958650576712217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/06/top-ten-games-to-look-for-in-2005.html' title='Top Ten Games To Look For In 2005'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-111958647264102829</id><published>2005-06-23T23:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T23:14:32.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gas Station Owner Cashes in $1.4M Pennies...</title><content type='html'>Gas Station Owner Cashes in $1.4M Pennies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Associated Press&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, June 23, 2005; 4:56 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FLOMATON, Ala. -- Edmond Knowles started out saving pennies in a 5-gallon can. Thirty-eight years later, he was storing them in four 55-gallon drums and three 20-gallon drums _ nearly 1.4 million in all.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2005/06/23/AR2005062301327.html"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;|&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://digg.com/links/Gas_Station_Owner_Cashes_in_$1.4M_Pennies..."&gt;digg story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-111958647264102829?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111958647264102829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=111958647264102829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/111958647264102829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/111958647264102829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/06/gas-station-owner-cashes-in-14m.html' title='Gas Station Owner Cashes in $1.4M Pennies...'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-111842406619424816</id><published>2005-06-10T12:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T12:21:06.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Old Time Radio Programs</title><content type='html'>A huge archive of links to old radio programs.  From The War of The Worlds to The Goon Show, Abbott and Costello, and Buck Rogers.  2,864 shows total at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I'd try this 'blog' feature out on Digg.com&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.related-pages.com/oldtimeradio/"&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;|&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://digg.com/links/Free_Old_Time_Radio_Programs"&gt;digg story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-111842406619424816?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111842406619424816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=111842406619424816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/111842406619424816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/111842406619424816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/06/free-old-time-radio-programs.html' title='Free Old Time Radio Programs'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-111769488702818861</id><published>2005-06-02T01:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T01:50:10.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hilarity ensues</title><content type='html'>Here I am working on my ORP at 1-2am in the morning, enjoying a beer as I work.  I have the mp3's going, on random.  And what comes on? Wesley Willis's song "My mother smokes a crack pipe".  I literally laughed, a lot.  One of the lines in the song besides the title was "The cops came and locked her up for being a loser".  Can't get much funnier than that.  And to my delight the song was followed (randomly) by ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The termites ate my house up" by Mr. Wesley Willis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.monzy.org/wesley/"&gt;Some info on the great Wesley Willis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uup... my thumb just twitched... should I go to sleep?  BAH!! Sleep is for Pussies and Sane people!!!!! More beer please Mr. Robot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply an extremely excited .. wait ... xXxtremely xXxcited for tomarro.... today because the kind people working my local post office will deliver a crapload or comics to me!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of crapload. Never use that word, crapload, in from of your boss.  Especially if your boos does not speak english as his first language.  You'll have to answer the question "what does 'crapload' mean?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-111769488702818861?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111769488702818861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=111769488702818861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/111769488702818861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/111769488702818861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/06/hilarity-ensues.html' title='hilarity ensues'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-111749497736115974</id><published>2005-05-30T17:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T18:16:17.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Music it is...</title><content type='html'>I do indeed enjoy modest mouse and would love to go to one of their concerts.  But alas, I do not think I'll be able to attend.  If it's the 11th and 12th of june, then I most certaintly cannot for there is a wedding I must attend.  Why must people get married?!?! gAWd. Yeah, we know, you love eachother geeezzz!&lt;br /&gt;As for my favorite music right now: Star wars music, especially the Darth Vader stuff is stuck in my head but that's probably because I've watched all but one of the 6 star wars movies in the past week and the majority in one day.  In the car CD player right now is the one and only Modest Mouse!! I was grooving to it on my way to meijers to buy milk and other stuff.  I purchased chips, oreoes, and chicken in a biskit.  I don't think there is really chicking or a biskit in chicken in a bisket. ummm.  they taste good. ......&lt;br /&gt;I'm so fat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-111749497736115974?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111749497736115974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=111749497736115974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/111749497736115974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/111749497736115974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/05/music-it-is.html' title='Music it is...'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-111725937363889614</id><published>2005-05-28T00:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T00:49:33.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Winner IS ....</title><content type='html'>We have a winner from last blogs contest!!!!  And It's jeni!  Congratulations!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as promised... the prize.  What Topic would you like the next Blog to be about? And your Cashew is waiting (please redeem at your nearest "The Elusion" outlet).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-111725937363889614?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111725937363889614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=111725937363889614&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/111725937363889614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/111725937363889614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/05/winner-is.html' title='The Winner IS ....'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-111639772634955639</id><published>2005-05-18T01:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T01:31:51.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Insert caption ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img274.echo.cx/my.php?image=p10003916vj.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img274.echo.cx/img274/1615/p10003916vj.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the comments type a caption.  Whoever wins I will award a blog topic of their choice and a Chashew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-111639772634955639?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111639772634955639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=111639772634955639&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/111639772634955639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/111639772634955639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/05/insert-caption.html' title='Insert caption ...'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-111638522086917583</id><published>2005-05-17T21:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T22:01:23.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>waste</title><content type='html'>waste of time. waste of effort. waste of air. waste of water. waste of space. waste of energy. waste of love. waste of caring. waste of money. waste of light. waste of metal. waste of wood. waste of gas. waste of flesh. waste of thought. waste of hate. waste of light. waste of liberty. waste of education. waste of attention. waste.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-111638522086917583?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111638522086917583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=111638522086917583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/111638522086917583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/111638522086917583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/05/waste.html' title='waste'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-111617456747131040</id><published>2005-05-15T11:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T11:29:27.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy</title><content type='html'>I used to think I knew the laziest person in the world.  Well, I was wrong. It turns out the laziest person is in fact myself. I'll do it tomarrow, I'll do it tomarrow, etc.&lt;br /&gt;"Procrastination is like masterbation. It's fun until you realize you ****ed yourself."&lt;br /&gt;"Working pays off later.  Being lazy payus off now.  I want the now."&lt;br /&gt;"I did nothing.  And it was everything I thought it could be." -Peter Gibbons&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-111617456747131040?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111617456747131040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=111617456747131040&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/111617456747131040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/111617456747131040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/05/lazy.html' title='lazy'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-111590520440157952</id><published>2005-05-12T08:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T08:40:04.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>again with the delays!</title><content type='html'>It's not like it's difficult to type a little something now and then.  I guess my motivation is that I think no one reads it. If you want to see pretty pictures of my wonderful Mrs. Molly, go to my 'sK00l' website.  I'm going to be working on my ORP today.  I hope I get it done(-ish).  I hope it is everything that it needs to be. I hope ...&lt;br /&gt;I got three comics yesterday.  They were all very well done and enjoyed.  How's thqat for a review?&lt;br /&gt;Advice: If Gas has been $2.20 for the past two weeks and then you see it for a $1.99. Get some. Don't wait until morning because it'll just go back up to $2.20 something.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, time to go.&lt;br /&gt;Baby vs. Rhino mocks other match-ups of various animals and illistrates the ridiculousnesses of such match up.  But mainly it's just to get you ask the retarded question: what's your shirt mean?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-111590520440157952?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111590520440157952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=111590520440157952&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/111590520440157952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/111590520440157952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/05/again-with-delays.html' title='again with the delays!'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-111506773222441687</id><published>2005-05-02T16:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T22:55:48.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This made me laugh out loud here at work.&lt;br /&gt;"Welcome back from the cave you were living in ....&lt;br /&gt;on Mars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With your eyes closed and your fingers in your ears."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-111506773222441687?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111506773222441687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=111506773222441687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/111506773222441687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/111506773222441687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/05/this-made-me-laugh-out-loud-here-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-111284706087765895</id><published>2005-04-06T22:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T23:11:00.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bucky's Balls</title><content type='html'>First off I'll give a couple comments on this weeks comics then I'll give some comments about softball. This weeks comics include, Hulk #80, Green Lantern Rebirth #5 and Superman/Batman #18.  This was my fourth issue of Hulk and I started picking it up ONLY because Peter David is writing it.  The last three issues have been fine and all but felt kind of dull, good but dull.  This issue was great! A Wolvie and Hulk fight a couple of murders and some great art, and the plot is ... uh ... advancing. GL: Rebirth was of course the best so far for this mini.  hal Jordan is back and he and Sinestro go at it! (the punching and the fighting that is not that other thing ... eww, I can't believe you thought of that you sick-o.  Man.) The internal monolog of Hal is great and Kyle and Hal meeting was great.  I'll just skip to the end and say the whole thing was great. Finally S/B #18, this is the last issue for the forseeable future that I will be picking up of this title. One reseon is the new artist next arc and the story involves supergirl which I don't give two shakes about. But this arc ended rather well I though. I was groaning for the last few issues because it was timetravel and all that. I'm looking forward to the ongoing GL series which will features Pacheco's art, which looks great in this issue.&lt;br /&gt;Enought about comics, I do have other things I do, one of which is play softball .. badly.  Why softball?  because that's all there is to my knowledge and it's not taken too seriously as far as I know.  So our 'practice' had a great turn out of seven people, one of which didn't do anything. We played catch, tried some feilding and tried to hit. Emphasis on &lt;i&gt;tried&lt;/i&gt;.  Turns out I'm the teams best bet for a pitcher. Draw your own conclusions from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Face it runt ... not as sharp as you used T'be. Some of us ... on the other hand ... are still &lt;b&gt;incredible&lt;/b&gt;" -Hulk to l'il-ol-wolvie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-111284706087765895?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111284706087765895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=111284706087765895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/111284706087765895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/111284706087765895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/04/buckys-balls.html' title='Bucky&apos;s Balls'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-111233464384225999</id><published>2005-03-31T23:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T00:53:48.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mini-comic review!!!!!!111!</title><content type='html'>It's review Time!!  Well, mini-review time anyway.  I am, by no means, a “good reviewer” and I will not give away “spoilerZ” (like you're going to buy them) but here are the comics I got this week.  It was a full week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img35.exs.cx/my.php?loc=img35&amp;image=img08093se.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img35.exs.cx/img35/7086/img08093se.th.jpg" border="0" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goon#11: &lt;br /&gt;Favorite of the week. This has been one of the best quality books in my opinion.  Not only in art and story (both done by Eric Powell)but in the paper, layout, even the adds are good.  Let me explain that last part.  Usually in DC and Marvel comics the adds are everywhere.  Usually only the first few pages are uninterrupted, while in all the Dark Horse books I know of (Goon included) they're at the end and once or twice in the middle, only about 4 pages are not sequential. The Goon and Franky help out Dr. Alloy by going to another dimension. Hilarity ensues before and after they get there thanks to Franky. But this isn't just a funny book. I always look forward to Goon, it's too bad it comes out only bi-monthly.&lt;br /&gt;Countdown to Infinite Crisis:&lt;br /&gt;Never was an avid follower of The Blue Beetle.  Wasn't much of a follower of the DCU until recently, either.  This one-shot is a great story, it's a Blue Beetle story.  I knew next to nothing about him but after this I learned about him, I grew to care about him (during the 80 pages), and I grew to like him. This is also the launch of DC's big even for the summer and fall. It did what it was supposed to; get me interested in the four mini's coming out next month.  Luckily I have will power and limited funds. I had spoiled the ending of this a week before it came out but I still got chills at the last page.  Despite some DC fans total disdain for what DC did in this title, this is what a comic should be.&lt;br /&gt;B.P.R.D.:The Dead #5:&lt;br /&gt;I love the B.P.R.D. (a team spun from Hellboy, but without Hellboy).  It's always had great Horror/cult stories.  They're not superheroes just supernatural. This story has been building since 10 issues ago with Plague of Frogs.  Wait no, it's been building since the first Hellboy appearance.  And guess what? No resolution whatsoever.  Actually this mini was more of an interruption to the main story and had no real point. But I liked it.  I was just a bit disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;Legion of Superheroes #4:&lt;br /&gt;I think they changed artist this issue, it seemed off (I'm too lazy to actually check).  This issue mainly develops a few characters and sets up a plot element while ignoring the coming war and team distrust plot elements we were enlisted with last issue. Oh well. The main story was good enough but the “secondary story” featured Phantom Girl and her abilities and was the best part of the comic. How does one exist in two places at once while you can only do one thing at a time?&lt;br /&gt;Astonishing X-Men #9:&lt;br /&gt;Disappointing.  This is the second story arc in Astonishing, and so far, the worst. It took two issues to lead up to a disappointment. We learn what made a derilick Sentinel attack the Mansion, what disabled the telepaths and what locked the students in the danger room. We also learn “it's” motivations.  Unfortunately, Star Trek used this plot about 20 times: The Holodeck Malfunctions Episode this time starting X-Men! The art is fantastic. The dialog is well done. There are just parts that make me groan.&lt;br /&gt;The Flash #220:&lt;br /&gt;Never read any Flash before this issue. I've wanted to get into the DCU a little further but I didn't want to touch Batman (5-6 different Bat comics not counting the Bat-family comics, ugh).  Luckily, only one Flash comic comes out per month and my interest in him has been steadily growing. Apparently, Flash has a CRAPLOAD of Villains and their not all insane (I'm looking at you Wayne). In this issue the Flash is barely featured, instead we are treated to two rival factions of Flash villains. I liked this so much I went out today and got 6 back issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A personal comment on the DCU in general:&lt;br /&gt;Like most other comic universes there is continuity between titles. With DC they are really writing a nice big story throughout all their titles.  While this may give some a headache because they think they need to follow all the titles, this is not true. Each title can stond on their own but with just a few others you get a really cool feeling that this is one world. Some are upset that DC (in their mind) “resorts to killing B-class heroes just to make things seem important”. People die in real life it what makes things interesting. If someone you don't give a crap about died would you care? Last years Identity Crisis lead into Countdown. Countdown will lead into the four seperate events this summer, which will lead into Infinite Crisis (which is still unknown). I'm excited eventhough I don't plan on getting any of the mini-series (well, maybe O.M.A.C. ... stands for One Man Army Core and features Batman).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There will be no button pushing this day, Duke Marshmallow!! For I am the lord of chaos and hot dogs now! I have slain the chicken of teeth and the crown of checkered pants is mine!!” -Franky while in another dimension&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-111233464384225999?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111233464384225999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=111233464384225999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/111233464384225999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/111233464384225999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/03/mini-comic-review111.html' title='mini-comic review!!!!!!111!'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-111207450081384628</id><published>2005-03-29T00:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T00:35:00.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>new boots</title><content type='html'>I posted pictures of my new boots and my old ones on offtopic.com.  how sad is that? I did get about 18 replies and at least 200 people viewed it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-111207450081384628?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111207450081384628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=111207450081384628&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/111207450081384628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/111207450081384628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/03/new-boots.html' title='new boots'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-111098458129419276</id><published>2005-03-16T09:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T09:50:38.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Satisfyingly creepy</title><content type='html'>Alas! The day of Giant Robots has come upon us!!  Ever since I saw my first giant robot I have wanted them to be real.  There's Gundam, that crappy live action 80's movie where the world fight's it's wars with giant robots, Voltron, Gigantor, and numerous others.  Finally, there is a real giant walking robot.  And it's kind of creepy.  Imagine; walking in the woods at dusk and discovering this. &lt;img src="http://img227.exs.cx/img227/5578/6x6023yj.jpg" width="225" height="237"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is motionless at first but then it moves ... slightly. Aww, I need new pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link to &lt;a href="http://www.plustech.fi/Walking1.html"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-111098458129419276?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111098458129419276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=111098458129419276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/111098458129419276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/111098458129419276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/03/satisfyingly-creepy.html' title='Satisfyingly creepy'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-111050688499885121</id><published>2005-03-10T20:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T21:08:05.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>something will happen</title><content type='html'>Mini reviews of various media I have experience recently:&lt;br /&gt;Shawn of the Dead: funny, I would watch it again. Keana (sp?); pretty good.  It was pretty but the humans looked kind of weird. JSA #71, good lead-in to the last issue of this story arc, yet, I still am going to drop it after the arc. Superman #214, finally an issue I like from this arc. Too bad it's issue 11 of 12.  Oh well, it just proves I am a Jim Lee whore.  In the artistic sence.  Seven Soldiers: Shining Knight #1 of 4: Excellent, probably my favorite even though Everythings just starting out. The art's great, dare I say of higher quality than Jims?!  But the colorist kind of ruined it in parts. Invincible #1-12: Fun. Walking Dead #7-12: fun/sad/gimmethenextissuenowohcrapIshouldprobablywaitforthetradecomingoutsooncrap. House MD tuesdays episode: BEST. THING. ON. T. V. well, maybe not but it is for what I watch. American Ido... uh....umm. My progress on research:sux0rz My progress on my ORP:=P&lt;br /&gt;I ended up getting into lab today around 9:45am since the oil change place took nearly 2hours to change my oil.  On top of that they were kind enough to offer to fix things they happened to notice were broken and or wrong for a mear $307. /sarcasm They did "wash" my car though. It was cold and dry when I got to lab.  But when 5:45 came around and I wanted to go home, I stepped out side and there was 4 inches of snow on the ground. WHA?! And it was snowing like someone very big had dandruff, bad dandruff.  So I spent 5 minutes scrapping the giant man's dandruff off my car.  The roads were bad and the cops blocked off part of my way home.  That's it.&lt;br /&gt;And you &lt;i&gt;peoples&lt;/I&gt; better post something in the comments or something bad will happen.  If you do post, something good will happen.  Of course, good and bad are relative. Unless you're talking about kicking a sack of puppies. That's bad. Unless they're mutant-maneating-alien puppies, then it's probably good until you loose your foot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-111050688499885121?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111050688499885121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=111050688499885121&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/111050688499885121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/111050688499885121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/03/something-will-happen.html' title='something will happen'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-110979881509494253</id><published>2005-03-02T16:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T16:28:30.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>After the Idol</title><content type='html'>Much to my delight on teh FAWs television network show ingeniously called House, the main character, who is creatively named House was playing a GBA-SP. That is all, resume your lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-110979881509494253?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/110979881509494253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=110979881509494253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/110979881509494253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/110979881509494253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/03/after-idol.html' title='After the Idol'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-110966105484936418</id><published>2005-03-01T02:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T02:10:54.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>talking monkeys</title><content type='html'>Did you know that &lt;a href="http://incrediblehulk.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Hulk&lt;/a&gt; has a blog too. It's true.  Notice the "next blog" or whatever button in the upper right hand corner? If you click through them you'll see a lot of people tring to be serious and give their opinions on world events, some are what they're meant to be ... drivel pouring out of the figuratrive mouths of people who are self centered enough to think that people will read the crap they fling up on the walls of the internet and are deluded enough to think that whoever does read it will think it's good.  Not total sticking festering crap like it is but new york times good... oh, what those are the same.&lt;br /&gt;I have no such problem.  I am fully aware of the trite pointless crap I waste my time typing. Besides I know all 2-3 people that visit here and they just come because they think they like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My hermit armadillo is vivid with anticipation!" -The Otherworldly Monstrosity, Unfortunately Lacking Large Breasts: Goon #6&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-110966105484936418?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/110966105484936418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=110966105484936418&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/110966105484936418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/110966105484936418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/02/talking-monkeys.html' title='talking monkeys'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7568795.post-110910053190699711</id><published>2005-02-22T14:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T17:21:37.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the talking stranger</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, on my way home from lab after a hard days work, I went to &lt;a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/"&gt;B&amp;N&lt;/a&gt;. Why? Simple. To read the TPB's, specifically &lt;a href="http://www.imagecomics.com/cgi-bin/index.cgi?main=news&amp;sub1=press&amp;sub2=invincible030624"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.dccomics.com/features/ylastman/"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt;, well, not the whole things just enough to determine if they were good or not. One was one I'm still on the fence about since they didn't have the first TPB and the art was meh at best.  Although better than mine.  To the point.&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing there looking at the tpb's and graphic novels and this guys says "Big comic fan huh?"  My normal response to something like this would be to blow it off and go elsewhere, but for some reason I did something out of character and actually responded politely. Two hours later I learned of the captain america/batman fight, how jim (that's the strangers name) doesn't like Bats or supes, he's mainly a marvel guy who just recently got into it, didn't like &lt;a href="http://www.marvel.com/publishing/stories/showstory.htm?id=1"&gt;Avengers Disassembled&lt;/a&gt;, Loves &lt;a href="http://www.lordotrings.com/"&gt;Lord of the Rings&lt;/a&gt;, likes the Ultimates and just recently read &lt;a href="http://comicsnexus.insidepulse.com/article.php?contentid=32080"&gt;Ultimates vol 2 #3&lt;/a&gt;, himed and hawed at basically at everything I had to say (or so it seemed). Man, third time I was interrupted while writing this, I have as a consequence lost my momentum. taking where we left off ... , hadn't read &lt;a href="http://www.dunenovels.com/"&gt;Dune&lt;/a&gt;, or &lt;a href="http://www.conan.com/"&gt;Conan&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.rehoward.com/index2.htm"&gt;REH&lt;/a&gt; of course, seemed surprised I was married (I'll try not to take offense), apparently had &lt;a href="http://www.seancullen.com/index.html"&gt;children&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.nationalacademies.org/onpi/newsrpt/learnin.gif"&gt;learned&lt;/a&gt; I'm a grad student and does what I do: go to physical book stores to look at and read books so we can buy them cheaper online. Sigh, there was more but as I said "I've lost momentum".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7568795-110910053190699711?l=theelusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/feeds/110910053190699711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7568795&amp;postID=110910053190699711&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/110910053190699711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7568795/posts/default/110910053190699711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theelusion.blogspot.com/2005/02/talking-stranger.html' title='the talking stranger'/><author><name>Elusion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09210270920534044361</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
