<?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-2710575549839490102</id><updated>2012-02-16T08:18:02.582-05:00</updated><category term='tidal wave'/><category term='salisbery steaks'/><category term='saggy jeans'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='cool fx'/><category term='old writing&apos;s'/><category term='favorite song'/><category term='dsi'/><category term='jen&apos;s'/><category term='vacation photos'/><category term='top ten'/><category term='plomg'/><category term='applebee&apos;s'/><category term='get to know me'/><category term='video game'/><category term='go green'/><category term='valentine&apos;s day'/><category term='advent 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term='MRSA'/><category term='meme'/><category term='Purple'/><category term='Spider Singer'/><category term='jason segel'/><category term='venoumous snakes'/><category term='inventory wtf'/><category term='cocoa cola.'/><category term='intense'/><category term='live video'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='homegirl'/><category term='should be aslpee'/><category term='I hate english ed majors'/><category term='awesome'/><category term='stfu'/><category term='lake'/><category term='StopGap'/><category term='niece'/><category term='videos'/><category term='Head'/><category term='first'/><category term='miss'/><category term='Bill Murray'/><category term='blog'/><category term='kruschev'/><category term='genetically engineered food'/><category term='Senator Moynihan'/><category term='Harvest Moon'/><category term='forgotten'/><category term='blogosphere'/><category term='introductions&apos;s'/><category term='Sonic'/><category term='food'/><category term='twitter'/><category term='t-pain'/><category term='leggings'/><category term='steampunk'/><category term='missing'/><category term='Instructional Video'/><category term='faust'/><category term='video post'/><category term='caroline'/><title type='text'>The Venkman Suite</title><subtitle type='html'>We are now four peoples that are cosmically linked in a few ways. Two of the four touch each other in weird places aka they're boyfriend/girlfriend. One likes owls. The other doesn't wear pants.
We all have webcams, I think, and we might use them sometimes. Two of us are English majors. One studies computers, and the other studies Latin Americans.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Con Carnage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05234375617231980496</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>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2710575549839490102.post-5002836328849574807</id><published>2009-06-28T13:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T13:42:02.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>it's almost july, wot</title><content type='html'>i'm starving&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-5002836328849574807?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/5002836328849574807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-almost-july-wot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/5002836328849574807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/5002836328849574807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-almost-july-wot.html' title='it&apos;s almost july, wot'/><author><name>BARON VON JEN</name><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-2710575549839490102.post-9120298505295797873</id><published>2009-06-23T13:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T13:28:54.432-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What happened?</title><content type='html'>No one posts anymore; I'm having hxc VenkSuite withdrawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 truth &amp; 2 lies. Pick the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have an extensive collection of potholders that I've been collecting for the past three years.&lt;br /&gt;2. I get my news from Twitter Trending Topics and what other people have to say about them.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm actually not afraid of bugs; I just get guys to kill them for me because I like the attention.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-9120298505295797873?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/9120298505295797873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-happened.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/9120298505295797873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/9120298505295797873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-happened.html' title='What happened?'/><author><name>sohavewe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313179140474001802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/ShL20LwmFYI/AAAAAAAAAKY/M8jUcXV08-0/S220/grandpa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2710575549839490102.post-1353412217396940497</id><published>2009-05-26T10:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T10:30:32.377-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='steampunk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgotten'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgvien'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missed'/><title type='text'>what I miss?</title><content type='html'>I miss Steampunk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-1353412217396940497?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/1353412217396940497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-i-miss.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/1353412217396940497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/1353412217396940497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-i-miss.html' title='what I miss?'/><author><name>sohavewe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313179140474001802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/ShL20LwmFYI/AAAAAAAAAKY/M8jUcXV08-0/S220/grandpa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2710575549839490102.post-5556316834586782538</id><published>2009-05-14T10:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T11:22:55.885-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tidal wave'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>Dream</title><content type='html'>So I awoke this morning from a dream which was strange but not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neal and I were going camping on campus, in that open area between the gym and Wing.  I guess it never happened because next thing I knew, we were at my churchs's "museum" (which doesn't exist) on vacation with his family.  This is weird for a lot of reasons:&lt;br /&gt;1. It meant Neal's family was taking a week long vacation to my town but was staying in my Church.&lt;br /&gt;2. They acted like they didn't even know/care that I lived in that town.&lt;br /&gt;3. The man working in the gift shop lived in Paramus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Joe showed up to vacation with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we were discussing this diorama of an Indian tribe which lived near my church (?) in which they were all on a beach.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was possessed by ghosts and tried to drown myself in a bath tub with feet in the middle of a room that was like a little wooden shed.  I was being possessed by ghosts who drowned in a tidal wave that killed all of the Indians.  While I was in the water, Joe was trying to break down the door to get to me.  I guess he succeeded because I did not drown but I knew the secret of the tidal wave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-5556316834586782538?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/5556316834586782538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/05/dream.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/5556316834586782538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/5556316834586782538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/05/dream.html' title='Dream'/><author><name>sohavewe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313179140474001802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/ShL20LwmFYI/AAAAAAAAAKY/M8jUcXV08-0/S220/grandpa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2710575549839490102.post-5487499558036547703</id><published>2009-05-11T01:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T01:55:20.602-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice Link.</title><content type='html'>This is a very nice Web-Site to find Tuppers: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://stingrays.tripod.com/toymuseum/toytupper.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy this Find!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-5487499558036547703?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/5487499558036547703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/05/nice-link.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/5487499558036547703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/5487499558036547703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/05/nice-link.html' title='Nice Link.'/><author><name>sohavewe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313179140474001802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/ShL20LwmFYI/AAAAAAAAAKY/M8jUcXV08-0/S220/grandpa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2710575549839490102.post-3788295986150942160</id><published>2009-05-07T15:28:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T15:35:46.619-04:00</updated><title type='text'>blogging in may</title><content type='html'>i just wanted to check in w/ blog and attn: neal: please update twitter side bar to my new twitter name (feetlips) so all entiers can be seen by everyone!!!! thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what is going on in the world??? my life can be summed up in the followin.g&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5C54GVytv4/SgM3V4bQEjI/AAAAAAAAACw/YLWzWvlkl6o/s1600-h/2809_549421083918_33704905_32395156_1336813_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5C54GVytv4/SgM3V4bQEjI/AAAAAAAAACw/YLWzWvlkl6o/s320/2809_549421083918_33704905_32395156_1336813_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333167232800264754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5C54GVytv4/SgM3aal5h6I/AAAAAAAAAC4/r5H0Sq1nORk/s1600-h/2809_549442376248_33704905_32395624_2880796_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5C54GVytv4/SgM3aal5h6I/AAAAAAAAAC4/r5H0Sq1nORk/s320/2809_549442376248_33704905_32395624_2880796_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333167310691207074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5C54GVytv4/SgM3t7ZSHEI/AAAAAAAAADA/Lyzqqhsk2S0/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5C54GVytv4/SgM3t7ZSHEI/AAAAAAAAADA/Lyzqqhsk2S0/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333167645914176578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pspworld.com/sony-psp/images/grand-theft-auto-chinatown-wars-screen.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-3788295986150942160?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/3788295986150942160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/05/blogging-in-may.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/3788295986150942160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/3788295986150942160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/05/blogging-in-may.html' title='blogging in may'/><author><name>BARON VON JEN</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5C54GVytv4/SgM3V4bQEjI/AAAAAAAAACw/YLWzWvlkl6o/s72-c/2809_549421083918_33704905_32395156_1336813_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2710575549839490102.post-2027496305360450344</id><published>2009-05-05T16:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T16:56:31.329-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal Reply</title><content type='html'>Dear ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry to inform you that after careful review of this year's applications, the Institute for Humane Studies Seminar Review Committee is unable to offer you one of the limited places available at our 2009 Summer Seminars. We received a record number of applications this year, and competition was extremely tight. Unfortunately, we are not able to accommodate all the students we would have liked to accept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate your application. I hope you have a great summer and that you will apply again next year. You may also want to visit www.theIHS.org to see if there are other IHS programs you may be interested in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy Phillips&lt;br /&gt;Director of Seminars&lt;br /&gt;Institute for Humane Studies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice use of mail merge; thanks for personally informing me that I didn't make the cut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-2027496305360450344?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/2027496305360450344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/05/personal-reply.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/2027496305360450344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/2027496305360450344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/05/personal-reply.html' title='Personal Reply'/><author><name>sohavewe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313179140474001802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/ShL20LwmFYI/AAAAAAAAAKY/M8jUcXV08-0/S220/grandpa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2710575549839490102.post-8687720147285311641</id><published>2009-05-02T04:04:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T04:12:16.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I tell you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/Sfv-tOlPFNI/AAAAAAAAAJw/AJzSCMOBojY/s1600-h/Nazi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/Sfv-tOlPFNI/AAAAAAAAAJw/AJzSCMOBojY/s320/Nazi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331134636884956370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/Sfv_E1aITpI/AAAAAAAAAKI/X3zWBKEPR0Y/s1600-h/steam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/Sfv_E1aITpI/AAAAAAAAAKI/X3zWBKEPR0Y/s320/steam.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331135042444349074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/Sfv_XOjh45I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/x7A8eBzBtLQ/s1600-h/sw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/Sfv_XOjh45I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/x7A8eBzBtLQ/s320/sw.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331135358432306066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Storm Troopers are really just Steampunk Nazis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-8687720147285311641?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/8687720147285311641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-tell-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/8687720147285311641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/8687720147285311641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-tell-you.html' title='I tell you.'/><author><name>sohavewe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313179140474001802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/ShL20LwmFYI/AAAAAAAAAKY/M8jUcXV08-0/S220/grandpa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/Sfv-tOlPFNI/AAAAAAAAAJw/AJzSCMOBojY/s72-c/Nazi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2710575549839490102.post-611659675161096165</id><published>2009-04-24T17:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T17:44:53.141-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our belove.</title><content type='html'>Hi please remember to pray for Joe tonight, as he is in Emergancy Room with Kidney Stoned :0(&lt;br /&gt;You are in our throught's, Joe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-611659675161096165?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/611659675161096165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/04/our-belove.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/611659675161096165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/611659675161096165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/04/our-belove.html' title='Our belove.'/><author><name>sohavewe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313179140474001802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/ShL20LwmFYI/AAAAAAAAAKY/M8jUcXV08-0/S220/grandpa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2710575549839490102.post-1896924268396407075</id><published>2009-04-23T21:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T21:26:59.832-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a day in the life!!!!: (feat. jen and lauren l.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5C54GVytv4/SfEVIyMvckI/AAAAAAAAACo/nGkcDvlYPfw/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 303px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5C54GVytv4/SfEVIyMvckI/AAAAAAAAACo/nGkcDvlYPfw/s320/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328063074814358082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorr.: venk suite.blogspot.com w/ guest "matt" (otherwise known as my (jen's) boyf) will be going to city to see tommy wiseau's the room can feel the excitement as it brews already!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-1896924268396407075?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/1896924268396407075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-in-life-feat.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/1896924268396407075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/1896924268396407075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-in-life-feat.html' title=''/><author><name>BARON VON JEN</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5C54GVytv4/SfEVIyMvckI/AAAAAAAAACo/nGkcDvlYPfw/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2710575549839490102.post-5199997303051312570</id><published>2009-04-14T22:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:22:05.210-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shitty post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parody'/><title type='text'>Harmony.</title><content type='html'>This is April 14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I woke up. But then, my alarm hadn't gone off yet. So I went back to sleep. I pulled the covers up a little more around me before drifting off again. Then, I got a text message from Erika, who told me we weren't going to work on our project at 11 am. I felt the bliss of getting an extra half hour of sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:30 am. I eventually awake, and got out of bed, one leg at a time. Standing up, I walked to my left to the bathroom, where I placed my towel and bathrobe on the towel rack adjacent to the shower. I turned the shower on, let it heat up; I brushed my teeth in the meanwhile. The minty cool feeling against my mouth upon waking up just felt really refreshing at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the shower, I used my Blue shampoo on my hair first. Then, after rinsing it, I used a minimal amount of conditioner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give up. It's too hard to be this shitty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-5199997303051312570?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/5199997303051312570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/04/harmony.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/5199997303051312570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/5199997303051312570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/04/harmony.html' title='Harmony.'/><author><name>BARON VON JEN</name><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-2710575549839490102.post-4965436440403991757</id><published>2009-04-13T23:18:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T00:21:21.045-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sustainability'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Pollan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='genetically engineered food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Senator Moynihan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='antibiotics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='staph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='go green'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harvest Moon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='environment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='McDonald&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MRSA'/><title type='text'>Welcome to Moonies Ranch</title><content type='html'>Today I read an article by Michael Pollan for the New York Times entitled "Our Decrepit Food Factories."  Here are some quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. "When pesticide makers and genetic engineers cloak themselves in the term [sustainability], you have to wonder if we haven't succeeded in defining sustainability down, to paraphrase the late Senator Moynihan, and if it will soon possess all the conceptual force of a word like 'natural' or 'green' or 'nice.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautifully said.  "Green" is a term which may mean something, but doesn't necessarily.  I proudly declare that I'm pretty "green" because I drive a Chevy Aveo instead of my mom's Ford Explorer.  In the end, it doesn't really matter because I am still using precious fossil fuels and the world is still going to end because of our cars.&lt;br /&gt;Being sustainable just means, "Barely breathing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a contrary note, genetically engineered food IS sustainable in the true sense.  Sorry that feeding millions of people in Africa and Asia with a concept invited by the founder of the Peace Corps sounds a little too "Franken-food" to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "For years now, drug-resistant staph infections have been a problem in hospitals, where the heavy use of antibiotics can create resistant strains of bacteria... But a new and even more virulent strain -- called 'community-acquired MRSA' -- is now killing young and otherwise healthy people who have not set foot inside a hospital... The Union of Concerned Scientists estimates that at least 70 percent of the antibiotics used in America are fed to animals living on factory farms."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The article goes on to say that there is no direct connection other than an obvious one, but only because there hasn't been studies on it.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I want you all to know that prior to even knowing I had to read this article tonight, Neal and I planned on going to McDonald's for late dinner.&lt;br /&gt;I read this article before we were going to go.&lt;br /&gt;I still went.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, Neal was ready to go so I put down this article and still went.&lt;br /&gt;I ordered chicken nuggets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am definitely an indestructible youth.  You can threaten me with your staph, scare me with your hormones, concern me with your over-antibiotics.&lt;br /&gt;I will still eat McDonald's.  I like it sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoting another article by the same man, "You Are What You Grow":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because most of us assume that, true to its name, the farm bill is about 'farming,' an increasingly quaint activity that involves no one we know and in which few of us think we have a stake."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the truth is, I do have my own little "ranch," or what have you.  I have three cows (one baby named Mark!), a horse, a sheep, a goat, two silkworms, five chickens, and a duck.&lt;br /&gt;My farm grows a variety of crops including corn, tomatoes, eggplant, strawberries, a variety of herbs, and even has an orange tree.&lt;br /&gt;From my animal products I produce wool, thread, butter, mayonnaise, duckonnaise, and I am researching cheese production.&lt;br /&gt;And while other farms have been financially forced to sell their land to residential and business developers, I am actually in the market to buy new land to plant my increasing number of crops on as well as expand my barn to accommodate new animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SeQGC3FHZbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/FS9ljxxAK3I/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SeQGC3FHZbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/FS9ljxxAK3I/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324387305673680306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-4965436440403991757?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/4965436440403991757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/04/welcome-to-moonies-ranch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/4965436440403991757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/4965436440403991757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/04/welcome-to-moonies-ranch.html' title='Welcome to Moonies Ranch'/><author><name>sohavewe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313179140474001802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/ShL20LwmFYI/AAAAAAAAAKY/M8jUcXV08-0/S220/grandpa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SeQGC3FHZbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/FS9ljxxAK3I/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2710575549839490102.post-7283827296349384166</id><published>2009-04-05T23:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T23:43:51.517-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dsi'/><title type='text'>DSi and You</title><content type='html'>I fucking love my DSi. It is so damn pretty. I can take pictures and play with them. I can record sound and play with it. I play games and play with them.&lt;br /&gt;I love my DSi.&lt;br /&gt;WILL POST DSi PICS LUTAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is so much better than those other handhelds.&lt;br /&gt;The Game Gear is so grandpa these days.&lt;br /&gt;DS Lite? More like DS LITE ON FIRE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me started on that old shit Game Boy.&lt;br /&gt;Virtual Boy is like Virtual Cancer, except you die from it.&lt;br /&gt;That GBA is so G-A-Y.&lt;br /&gt;PSP? more like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told, I still would love a Sega Nomad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-rB1-h0-oZ0/Sdl6Lht-8bI/AAAAAAAAABU/h1pc8G-B2sg/s1600-h/Genesis_Nomad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-rB1-h0-oZ0/Sdl6Lht-8bI/AAAAAAAAABU/h1pc8G-B2sg/s320/Genesis_Nomad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321418773163340210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-7283827296349384166?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/7283827296349384166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/04/dsi-and-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/7283827296349384166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/7283827296349384166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/04/dsi-and-you.html' title='DSi and You'/><author><name>Con Carnage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05234375617231980496</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-rB1-h0-oZ0/Sdl6Lht-8bI/AAAAAAAAABU/h1pc8G-B2sg/s72-c/Genesis_Nomad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2710575549839490102.post-2899516675218264481</id><published>2009-04-05T23:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T23:16:55.714-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm cleeeningg...cleaning my brain!</title><content type='html'>1) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pics.livejournal.com/troubadours/pic/0000e9e9"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/troubadours/pic/0000e9e9" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a haircut too, and i miss my hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) going to meet dan aykroyd next week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://theminiaturespage.com/showcase/fanshowcase/951278g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 328px;" src="http://theminiaturespage.com/showcase/fanshowcase/951278g.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going through d&amp;d withdrawal. it has literally consumed my life. recently completed my first dungeon ever, helped fight wolves and was rewarded with troll sex. i am a trashy half-orc obv.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-2899516675218264481?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/2899516675218264481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-cleeeninggcleaning-my-brain.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/2899516675218264481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/2899516675218264481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-cleeeninggcleaning-my-brain.html' title='i&apos;m cleeeningg...cleaning my brain!'/><author><name>BARON VON JEN</name><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-2710575549839490102.post-8155887859893862193</id><published>2009-04-05T18:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T18:50:30.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just go.</title><content type='html'>"I thought of you as my mountain top / I thought of you as my peak / I thought of you as everything / I've had but couldn't keep."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you watch "Adventureland" you're actually kind of depressed when you realize you were born too late to be friends with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/Sdk1PjpfJcI/AAAAAAAAAJg/XtuwidIQfPU/s1600-h/Adventureland-Kennywood_45901803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/Sdk1PjpfJcI/AAAAAAAAAJg/XtuwidIQfPU/s320/Adventureland-Kennywood_45901803.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321342976098510274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-8155887859893862193?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/8155887859893862193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-go.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/8155887859893862193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/8155887859893862193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-go.html' title='Just go.'/><author><name>sohavewe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313179140474001802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/ShL20LwmFYI/AAAAAAAAAKY/M8jUcXV08-0/S220/grandpa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/Sdk1PjpfJcI/AAAAAAAAAJg/XtuwidIQfPU/s72-c/Adventureland-Kennywood_45901803.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2710575549839490102.post-6390466384554961047</id><published>2009-04-01T00:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T00:35:52.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The use of the word "nothing" and it's meaning in King Lear.&lt;br /&gt;One chapter of an intense book that is in my car.&lt;br /&gt;2 chapters of a book I'm not going to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Tuesday nights almost as much as I love Wednesdays :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-6390466384554961047?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/6390466384554961047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/04/use-of-word-nothing-and-its-meaning-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/6390466384554961047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/6390466384554961047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/04/use-of-word-nothing-and-its-meaning-in.html' title=''/><author><name>sohavewe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313179140474001802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/ShL20LwmFYI/AAAAAAAAAKY/M8jUcXV08-0/S220/grandpa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2710575549839490102.post-2978773627005777224</id><published>2009-03-29T13:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T13:12:08.254-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/Sc-rrHY5TgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/H2jD5JC42aA/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090329_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/Sc-rrHY5TgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/H2jD5JC42aA/s320/Snapshot_20090329_4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318658442154036738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to not be so boring.  I need to start acting on my impulses and going a little crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-2978773627005777224?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/2978773627005777224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-need-to-not-be-so-boring.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/2978773627005777224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/2978773627005777224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-need-to-not-be-so-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>sohavewe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313179140474001802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/ShL20LwmFYI/AAAAAAAAAKY/M8jUcXV08-0/S220/grandpa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/Sc-rrHY5TgI/AAAAAAAAAJY/H2jD5JC42aA/s72-c/Snapshot_20090329_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2710575549839490102.post-8654011899392907385</id><published>2009-03-24T22:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T22:39:04.423-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skynet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='down with technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='god(s)'/><title type='text'>Yay technology!</title><content type='html'>So today I was forced to reformat my laptop after my Windows installation mysteriously corrupted itself and became virtually unusable. Besides killing 2 hours of my night, this normally wouldn't be that big of a deal, except that this is far from the first problem I've had with computers in recent history. My previous laptop, an HP Pavillion dv6045nr, broke down approximately 4 times in the past year alone, ultimately resulting in it being replaced by Best Buy with my current notebook (an Asus, never again will I purchase an HP computer), so naturally I was scared that I had somehow come into ownership of yet another lemon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, it turned out that the problem was fixable merely through reinstalling the OS, but the timing of this event has made me question much about myself. Recently I've been having serious doubts about whether Computer Science is the correct field for me to be in. I'm starting to think that all of my computer troubles of late are a sign from some higher power that I need to be doing something else with my life, perhaps something more meaningful. But what? I don't have any real passions about anything, and changing majors on a whim would just cost me money and fuck up my graduation date. It would be awesome if these higher powers that are watching over me would just send me an e-mail explaining what they want of me, because it seems I just can't take a hint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, it seems that OpenOffice.org is refusing to install on my computer now. This is especially nice since I have a Philosophy paper due tomorrow. Sweet. I guess I need to go figure out what's wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...oh wait, I already know what's wrong. Computers fucking suck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-8654011899392907385?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/8654011899392907385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/03/yay-technology.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/8654011899392907385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/8654011899392907385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/03/yay-technology.html' title='Yay technology!'/><author><name>joePWNSyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00898009599936945504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k_0abgxP-m0/SckaJy9vdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LvxUiNbY-pQ/s1600-R/5652004'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2710575549839490102.post-801920256605551142</id><published>2009-03-22T22:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T22:30:11.638-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boycot @ Washington</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/Scb0EZ8qaSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/29jnYWEzN38/s1600-h/syfy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/Scb0EZ8qaSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/29jnYWEzN38/s320/syfy.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316204766679427362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE MADE IT ALL THE WAY TO WASHINGTON!&lt;br /&gt;MAYBE NOW WE WILL BE HEARD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE TECHNO-SAVY AND WE SAY &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt; TO SYFY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-801920256605551142?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/801920256605551142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/03/boycot-washington.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/801920256605551142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/801920256605551142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/03/boycot-washington.html' title='Boycot @ Washington'/><author><name>sohavewe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313179140474001802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/ShL20LwmFYI/AAAAAAAAAKY/M8jUcXV08-0/S220/grandpa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/Scb0EZ8qaSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/29jnYWEzN38/s72-c/syfy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2710575549839490102.post-4797542513720530896</id><published>2009-03-22T22:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T22:21:40.573-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Airlock Alpha, Bitches</title><content type='html'>Note: I figured I'd riff off Joe and title this post the new "way cool" "badass" name for the "Syf"y" &lt;a href="www.airlockalpha.com"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;So I went to Las Vegas for my 21st birthday. Anything you hear is heresy.&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;Battlestar Galactica is over. Or at least the main show is. The universe is going to live on in some TV movie and that Caprica prequel thing, but for the majority of people, this shit is done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had something of a love/hate relationship with this show. Basically, I kind of enjoy the show and it weaves a good yarn, but it can get fucking boring and, at least for me, the later seasons seemed to make little sense and got away with murder because it's "critically-acclaimed" and "loved by all." The story just got more convoluted as it reached its conclusion, but to completley shift gears and complement the show, it actually reached a conclusion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admire that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entire 75 episode show (with plenty of webisodes and other excess) told a singular story from beginning to end. It had well developed characters. It had Edward James Olmos with a moustache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the ending's fucking awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that ascent from being all "it's fucking boring" to "it's fucking awesome" truly shows off my love/hate relationship with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was good. Let's hope Syfy can make another good show before it gets killed off by an angry robot who hates stupid fucking names.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-4797542513720530896?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/4797542513720530896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/03/airlock-alpha-bitches.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/4797542513720530896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/4797542513720530896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/03/airlock-alpha-bitches.html' title='Airlock Alpha, Bitches'/><author><name>Con Carnage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05234375617231980496</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-2710575549839490102.post-7154431953852335942</id><published>2009-03-16T17:43:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T18:48:19.151-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stick it to the man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='syphilis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geeks'/><title type='text'>Syfy? Seriously?</title><content type='html'>While perusing the headlines from my news feeds today, I came cross &lt;a href="http://www.tvweek.com/news/2009/03/sci_fi_channel_aims_to_shed_ge.php"&gt;the following story&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the TL;DR crowd, the executives of the Sci-Fi Channel have decided that their name is too nerdy and that a change is needed. According to Tim Brooks, TV historian and a founder of the Sci-Fi Channel, “The name Sci Fi has been associated with geeks and dysfunctional, antisocial boys in their basements with video games and stuff like that, as opposed to the general public and the female audience in particular”. As inaccurate and offensive as that comment is, the name they came up with is somehow even worse. And what, you may ask, have they determined to be the best candidate for this new name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One word: &lt;b&gt;Syfy&lt;/b&gt;. Yes, you read that right. &lt;b&gt;Syfy&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 minutes later, I'm still not sure if that looks more like one of the more clever typos from &lt;a href="sohavewe.blogspot.com"&gt;Lauren's blog&lt;/a&gt; or some weirdo's pet name for his/her syphilis infection. It's that bad. (no offense Lauren, I &lt;3 your blog.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, what were these assholes thinking? To paraphrase the article, Sci-Fi is coming off their best year ever. Their programming is as good as ever, covering the full spectrum of Battlestar Galactica, Star Trek and Sci-Fi Channel original movies. What more can anyone ask for from network television?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possibly the worst part of the article was when they mentioned the public's reaction.“When we tested this new name, the thing that we got back from our 18-to-34 techno-savvy crowd, which is quite a lot of our audience, is actually this is how you’d text it. It made us feel much cooler, much more cutting-edge, much more hip, which was kind of bang-on what we wanted to achieve communication-wise” (Dave Howe, Sci-Fi Channel president).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As someone who uses Firefox, writes in a blog and has Twitter, I think I can safely speak for all members of this "18-to-34 techno-savvy crowd" by proclaiming this as one of the biggest crocks of shit ever spoken. What kind of self respecting technophile would ever use the word "Syfy" in a text message, outside of "Syfy is a fucking retarded name"? Certainly none worthy of being associated with, that's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To conclude this rant, I extend an open invitation to all of my fellow geeks to protest this horrible decision in whatever way you deem appropriate. Organize sit ins, march on the White House, refuse to use this horrible new word, even boycott the channel if you can survive without your Start Trek fix; I don't care what, as long as we band together and show these fools what happens when you isolate your fanbase.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-7154431953852335942?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/7154431953852335942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/03/syfy-seriously.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/7154431953852335942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/7154431953852335942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/03/syfy-seriously.html' title='Syfy? Seriously?'/><author><name>joePWNSyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00898009599936945504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k_0abgxP-m0/SckaJy9vdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LvxUiNbY-pQ/s1600-R/5652004'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2710575549839490102.post-1066961756323574235</id><published>2009-03-12T12:08:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T22:17:00.271-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop your bitching; it's a comic strip movie.</title><content type='html'>I know my whole, "Hey Billy did you read the comic strip Watch Man before we're seeing the movie?" was a joke.  But, and I'm sorry Neal, but what is a comic book than a series of interesting comic strips that don't come in the newspaper in daily, 3-panel format?&lt;br /&gt;And that's def &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; meant to criticize anything at all; whenever I'm home I read the comics every morning, and have been since I was, well, I don't know, knee high to a pig's eye.&lt;br /&gt;And here's where I'm going to walk a fine line between insulting and embracing comics. Let's get some facts about my opinions straight:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Previously stated, I love comic &lt;em&gt;strips&lt;/em&gt; and while they may be "Low art" there is still a museum in Boca Raton that I have been to.  My favorites include Get Fuzzy, Beetle Bailey, Baby Blues and Adam @ Home.&lt;br /&gt;2. I don't read comic books and I don't read graphic novels.  I began to read Y: The Last Man and intend to before everyone and their mother finds out it's coming to theatres.  And I wanted to read Superman: Red Son but Billy stole it.  Not really but it's a convenient excuse.&lt;br /&gt;3. I would like to read SOME comic books/graphic novels even though I don't want to read many.&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;em&gt;Iron Man&lt;/em&gt; was maybe my least favorite comic book movie; it wasn't bad at all.&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm still trying to figure out why comic book movies are so damn popular.  Maybe we're reverting back to our 1940s questioning the meaning of all the death and war, but instead of inventing superheros of our own we just jeep off of the ones that made literate young hooligan boys into the people that are blogging about why the war in the Middle East just plain sucks.  Just like we jeep off of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went into the &lt;em&gt;Watchmen&lt;/em&gt; not knowing a damn thing about it, and the things that Neal told me, well I don't remember anything he tells me until it's applicable. "Lauren, the guy who made &lt;em&gt;300&lt;/em&gt; is making &lt;em&gt;The Watchmen&lt;/em&gt;." ".....oh." After the movie: "Lauren, the guy who made &lt;em&gt;300&lt;/em&gt; made &lt;em&gt;The Watchmen&lt;/em&gt;." "Yeah, I knew, duh." (not really.)&lt;br /&gt;So what are people's major complaints on the movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The gore. Gore that I can recall: people getting the absolute crap beat out of them, bruises, blood, cuts, defeat, bones protruding from limbs, shot pregnant women, violence against women, sawed off arms, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Here's why you shouldn't bitch about the gore: IT'S NOT REAL. On top of that, it's based off of a comic book, something that is so far removed  from reality (enter thin line) that it's irrelevant. &lt;br /&gt;Even more importantly, we see so much violence in other movies that it's not even worth it to bitch about it here just because it's unabrashed and "more graphic" which just means "exquisitly computer generated."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SbnCDKeGW3I/AAAAAAAAAJA/NrahdijKhoA/s1600-h/watchmen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 149px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SbnCDKeGW3I/AAAAAAAAAJA/NrahdijKhoA/s320/watchmen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312490595066207090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The sex.  I don't know what everyone's issue was about the sex scenes, especially paired with the Hallelujiah chorus.&lt;br /&gt;Let's get real: it's a comic book and the demographic is teenaged boys and young men.  And I don't think they really want to see (in comic or film form) a guy getting all into it and a girl not.  &lt;br /&gt;And personally, I am plain out tired of seeing men take the lead in the bedroom in movies like they have been for the past, I don't know, sixty years, probably more? And whatever, I bet it put everyone into an awkward, three-minute long mix of humored, turned on, and embarassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SbnB3qXZEnI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Atdc9h5SDxI/s1600-h/wathcmen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SbnB3qXZEnI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Atdc9h5SDxI/s320/wathcmen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312490397469577842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Unable to find a screenshot from the movie!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really can't complain about much else.  &lt;br /&gt;And I know everyone and their mother has been gushing about the opening sequence, but let me tell you something:&lt;br /&gt;I have never been so moved by a movie in my entire life as I was in the opening of &lt;em&gt;The Watchmen&lt;/em&gt;.  Get this: I am a history major, I have read and learned and heard  from my Dad and professors about almost all of these events.  I have seen the real live footage of Kennedy being shot through the head, but I was never really phased by it.  In that theatre, I almost cried when Kennedy was shot, and I never before felt so inconsequential not because I am so small, but just because everything before me was so big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So next time you want to open your mouth to bitch about a comic book movie, just remember it's a comic book movie.  And if it's  directed by Zack Snyder, remember it was directed by Zack Snyder who can employ a team of graphic designers like no other.  Enjoy it, becuase you wouldn't spend $9.50+ on a movie that's just like real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspired by: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://defamer.gawker.com/5165732/watchmen-reviews-maybe-its-better-to-grow-up"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Watchmen&lt;/em&gt; Reviews: 'Maybe It's Better to Grow Up'&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-1066961756323574235?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/1066961756323574235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/03/stop-your-bitching-its-comic-strip.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/1066961756323574235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/1066961756323574235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/03/stop-your-bitching-its-comic-strip.html' title='Stop your bitching; it&apos;s a comic strip movie.'/><author><name>sohavewe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313179140474001802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/ShL20LwmFYI/AAAAAAAAAKY/M8jUcXV08-0/S220/grandpa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SbnCDKeGW3I/AAAAAAAAAJA/NrahdijKhoA/s72-c/watchmen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2710575549839490102.post-3435016608708305952</id><published>2009-03-12T02:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T02:23:36.005-04:00</updated><title type='text'>new song</title><content type='html'>hello friends. i have recorded a new song. please take the time to dl and listen and rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.sendspace.com/file/7gt73u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love jen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-3435016608708305952?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/3435016608708305952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-song.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/3435016608708305952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/3435016608708305952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-song.html' title='new song'/><author><name>BARON VON JEN</name><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-2710575549839490102.post-4843230537173827737</id><published>2009-03-10T17:50:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T17:57:04.406-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snuggie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rich jones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ad miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dorvid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david wain'/><title type='text'>life review</title><content type='html'>hey readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;just a heads up that i was an extra on David Wain's e-show, Wainy Days. he directed me and the catering people gave us dallas bbq. i'll be fake talking, fake dancing, and fake drinking behind wain himself in two different episodes (WOW) which should be up in a few months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.spout.com/wp-content/uploads/picture-62.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.spout.com/wp-content/uploads/picture-62.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 392px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 401px" alt="" src="http://blog.spout.com/wp-content/uploads/picture-62.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;also, it should be noted that i watched AD miles tweet on his iPhone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;good things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;+ seeing andrew bird again in june&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+ (a lot) of new clothes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+ eating in 1/2 hr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bad things:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+ presentation i am grossly underprepared for in 1 hr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+ backaches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;+ lack of cupcakes in my system???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;rats off to ya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;3&gt;jen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. my mom got a snuggie and didn't want it. so i tried it on. it's the flimsiest POS ever, and of course, i am too fat for it. snuggie sux you heard it here first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-4843230537173827737?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/4843230537173827737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/03/life-review.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/4843230537173827737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/4843230537173827737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/03/life-review.html' title='life review'/><author><name>BARON VON JEN</name><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-2710575549839490102.post-6572831265273955122</id><published>2009-03-09T19:15:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T19:25:06.790-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freaks and geeks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='screw farmlife'/><title type='text'>Utopia</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I find myself wishing I could live on a farm and just eat chicken eggs and fresh meat all day, but I know in my brain farm life is more than that.  It involves early mornings and heavy lifting and bad smells.  It involves a lot more than the pastoral view I have of it.&lt;br /&gt;Then I think about how great I have it living in the 21st century.  I have a car and am not confined to my town or trains.  I can travel to islands with relative ease.  The world is known to me and my peers.  I have the internet and not one but two blogs no one reads.  I have an ipod that I barely use because I wanted it.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when time is rough I think I could give it up; then I realized I'd be missing this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SbWksXRkJRI/AAAAAAAAAIg/0hL9Ab9emSo/s1600-h/freaksandgeeks.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SbWksXRkJRI/AAAAAAAAAIg/0hL9Ab9emSo/s320/freaksandgeeks.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311332417622254866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Utopia cannot exist without Seth Rogan looking like he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is balanced; the ying has connected with the yang.  The world has found Freaks and Geeks and we are all living in Utopia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-6572831265273955122?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/6572831265273955122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/03/utopia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/6572831265273955122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/6572831265273955122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/03/utopia.html' title='Utopia'/><author><name>sohavewe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313179140474001802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/ShL20LwmFYI/AAAAAAAAAKY/M8jUcXV08-0/S220/grandpa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SbWksXRkJRI/AAAAAAAAAIg/0hL9Ab9emSo/s72-c/freaksandgeeks.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2710575549839490102.post-3463152785120788228</id><published>2009-03-09T17:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T18:09:46.622-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kruschev'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skynet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xkcd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stfu'/><title type='text'>Seriously, STFU</title><content type='html'>Dear Asian girl and friend who sat behind me in Discrete Structures II today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHUT THE FUCK UP. When I go to that class, I don't want to hear your inane babbling about who the fuck cares what for 80 minutes; I'm there so some Russian dude can teach me how to count and gamble. I'll let it pass this time, but if this happens again I will BURY you. Same goes for the Indian chick two rows to the left and two seats back from me in recitation this morning, except the guy you were blabbing to had the decency to ignore just about everything you said. Get a clue, dipshit. Days like these actually make me glad that there are no girls in Computer Science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that my rant is done, I will leave you with this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src = "http://imgs.xkcd.com/comics/density.png"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-3463152785120788228?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/3463152785120788228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/03/seriously-stfu.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/3463152785120788228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/3463152785120788228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/03/seriously-stfu.html' title='Seriously, STFU'/><author><name>joePWNSyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00898009599936945504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k_0abgxP-m0/SckaJy9vdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LvxUiNbY-pQ/s1600-R/5652004'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2710575549839490102.post-2534036900245215094</id><published>2009-03-06T23:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T23:05:37.254-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inventory wtf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='popcorn bags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love you man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jason segel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amc'/><title type='text'>The Watchmen</title><content type='html'>I saw the Watchmen at AMC last night and this is all I am going to say for now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does AMC inventory their popcorn bags? I asked two people working concession to give me and "I Love You, Man" popcorn bag, and they both said they would *love* to but they can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.moviemistakes.com/images/titlepics/7772/7772_498397fbd4f6a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 375px;" src="http://www.moviemistakes.com/images/titlepics/7772/7772_498397fbd4f6a.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/2710575549839490102-2534036900245215094?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/2534036900245215094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/ShL20LwmFYI/AAAAAAAAAKY/M8jUcXV08-0/S220/grandpa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2710575549839490102.post-8277792361666169147</id><published>2009-03-03T01:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T01:58:49.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'>movie by jen</title><content type='html'>Opening Credits:&lt;br /&gt;"sports!" from tim &amp;amp; eric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Day At School:&lt;br /&gt;"depression-passillo" andrew bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling In Love:&lt;br /&gt;"tables and chairs" andrew bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight Song:&lt;br /&gt;"chorus of the swan" andrew bird (lol im seeing a THEME)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking Up:&lt;br /&gt;"chop suey" the 14-ish second song by casey and his brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom:&lt;br /&gt;"honeymoon in san fransisco" of montreal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life:&lt;br /&gt;"black" okkervil river&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mental Breakdown:&lt;br /&gt;"spare-ohs" andrew bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving:&lt;br /&gt;"the gymnast, high above the ground" decemberists&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flashback:&lt;br /&gt;"zodiaccupuncture" aesop rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting Back Together:&lt;br /&gt;"first song" andrew bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding:&lt;br /&gt;"black foliage (animation 2)" the olivia tremor control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birth of Child:&lt;br /&gt;"it ends with a fall" okkervil river&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Battle:&lt;br /&gt;"stolen children" parenthetical girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death Scene:&lt;br /&gt;"sweetbreads" andrew bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funeral Song:&lt;br /&gt;"southern belles in london sing" the faint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rememberance Song:&lt;br /&gt;"devil's elbow" colin meloy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End Credits:&lt;br /&gt;"that's where it's at" colin meloy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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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-2710575549839490102.post-8088744473490675074</id><published>2009-03-02T17:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T18:23:10.601-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Movie Would Suck</title><content type='html'>Opening Credits:&lt;br /&gt;"Mexicali Blues" - Grateful Dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Day At School:&lt;br /&gt;Chicago - Big D and the Kids Table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling In Love:&lt;br /&gt;U-Mass - Pixies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight Song:&lt;br /&gt;TV Casualty - The Misfits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking Up:&lt;br /&gt;All You Need - Sublime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom:&lt;br /&gt;Eminence Front - The Who&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life:&lt;br /&gt;I'm the Kinda - Peaches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mental Breakdown:&lt;br /&gt;Lighten Up - The Beastie Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving:&lt;br /&gt;First Day of My Life - Bright Eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flashback:&lt;br /&gt;Oi to the World! - The Vandals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting Back Together:&lt;br /&gt;Cracked Actor - David Bowie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding:&lt;br /&gt;Broken Face - The Pixies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birth of Child:&lt;br /&gt;I Think I Lost My Headache - Queens of the Stone Age&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Battle:&lt;br /&gt;Suffragette City - David Bowie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death Scene:&lt;br /&gt;Blue Condition - Cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funeral Song:&lt;br /&gt;DQ Blizzard - mc chris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rememberance Song:&lt;br /&gt;Bones - Saves the Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End Credits:&lt;br /&gt;Joe Bou - Murder by Death&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-8088744473490675074?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/ShL20LwmFYI/AAAAAAAAAKY/M8jUcXV08-0/S220/grandpa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2710575549839490102.post-873036839543104885</id><published>2009-03-01T18:30:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T00:12:05.839-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bridge and/or tunnel</title><content type='html'>I love living in New Jersey and I love being able to go to the city whenever I want. I hate being bridge and tunnel though, so my ideal trip to New York would be one in which I managed to stay away from clubs, places I would meet people, and anywhere near Times Square. Fortunately, this isn't too hard.  But every time I go to New York, I tend to find myself doing "tourist" things, even if I don't mean to. Here's a list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Going to the Museum of Natural History and the Met.&lt;br /&gt;2. Taking the Subway in the wrong direction or taking an express.&lt;br /&gt;3. Going to Broadway shows.&lt;br /&gt;4. The M&amp;amp;M store.&lt;br /&gt;5. 2 words: Port Authority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to appear to be like a New Yorker because of two reasons: I'm not a New Yorker nor do I want to be a New Yorker. Plus, "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9k31eAxvh1M"&gt;I'm not a poser.&lt;/a&gt;" (Sorry there's no sound. Not my video.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do like to go to New York and as I'm turning into a Big Kid, I find myself being able to do more things. I can now drink.javascript:void(0) I can go to bars and clubs without limit. I am also employed and have a moderate amount of money to spend. It is as if the entire city is there for me, at my fingertips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't like clubs and bars are only acceptable for me in certain situations.  Plus, the boif is still a baby for another 2 and a half weeks.  What I do love though, and what New York has plenty of, is restaurants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I have a single friend who doesn't enjoy eating or the company of others.  So I find restaurants to be the ideal gathering place: everyone can (generally) find something they love. So I attempted to organize a trip to New York amongst friends.  I began by flipping through my NYC coupon book (because it's how I do) and came across a buy one get one coup for an entree at Pop Burger on 58th St. So I read some reviews, found out that there was no middle ground, but fell in love with the decor of the counter dining area and the idea of $18 cocktails just seemed *slightly* glitsy.  I found even more coups for sharing and got in touch with some friends.  (Oh yeah, this was all so we had something to do with Dan, because we missed him so.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove my &lt;a href="http://o.aolcdn.com/commerce/images/chevrolet_08aveo5door_angularfront_Regular.jpg"&gt;roller skate&lt;/a&gt; with Neal, Jen, and Matt into New York, parked too many blocks away at a parking garage, and went to meet up with Joe and Dan.  Here's where the video of my city driving would be, if it loaded.  Instead, here's the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-I4IPwctKrw"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we went walking off down 58th in one of the safest corridors of New York, but one where I felt oddly uncomfortable.  While "poor" is scary, "rich" is downright stifling.  Which is worse?  After Matt's crashing of a Mac in the most futuristic Apple store ever, we went to Pop Burger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finding out that my coupons (which did not state this) were lounge only, we went up to the lounge and our party of 6 was seated at two round coffee tables against a plush bench and given two (maybe three) regular chairs.  There was a party of apparently pre-teens enjoying their burgers on one end, and God only knows what on the other.  I was too busy having a panic attack to notice.  See, I had been worried all week that the burgers would be too expensive (we all knew the prices beforehand and were well prepared, but I still worry), that it would be crowded, the people rude, the atmosphere stuffy and uninviting.  I got that last one right.  Not to mention the burgers in the lounge (2 sliders, no fries) were $15 in the lounge and $7 at the counter.  After a few minutes of no drink order being taken, a quick "bail" was announced around the table, and we went running down the staircase to the counter of normal-people-salvation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, imo the burgers were pretty good.  I even enjoyed the sauce they put on them, very unusual for me.  But anyone can agree $18 for 2 sliders, fries, and a beer is pretty steep.  Luckily for me, I came equipped with the one counter coupon and Joe owed me money from ComicCon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's our experience:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7576e5313538624" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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recoomend's to listeners of : led zeplins, beatles, rolling stone. enjoy!!! rate video!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/87nkJquHnAU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/87nkJquHnAU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-1118957568228135692?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/1118957568228135692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WTAGCHNMEN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spider Singer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Square-Circle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nintendo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DQ'/><title type='text'>Dairy Queen V and WATHCMNEN! Spider-Musical</title><content type='html'>Dragon Quest V is fucking old-skool. Like, could-play-it-sleeping-with-my-finger-glued-to-the-a-button, random-battle-crap old-school.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, it's good so far and apparently there are going to be story twists, but it's just leaving me this comfortable feeling of "I've done this all before."&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's Dragon Quest though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND!!!! Holy crap the Watchmen comes out next week.&lt;br /&gt;I remember there was a time slightly after the Dark Knight came out that I didn't think I could ever be as hyped for another movie. Like every future comic book movie would just pale in comparison to the Dark Knight spectacle (even the inevitable sequel, which &lt;b&gt;will&lt;/b&gt; pale in comparison). The Watchmen is my comic book movie savior. I am pumped. Super pumped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Spider-Man, Turn Off the Dark" is the official title for the February 2010 launching Spider-Man musical. It features music by Bono and the Edge. It supposedly has the largest budget in Broadway history.&lt;br /&gt;I theorize it will be the biggest flop of all time.&lt;br /&gt;I will also be there in previews if I can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-6752806177391039696?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/6752806177391039696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/dairy-queen-v-and-wathcmnen-spider.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/6752806177391039696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/6752806177391039696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/dairy-queen-v-and-wathcmnen-spider.html' title='Dairy Queen V and WATHCMNEN! Spider-Musical'/><author><name>Con Carnage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05234375617231980496</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-2710575549839490102.post-5296731768578584850</id><published>2009-02-23T19:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T19:28:22.602-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dopest friends around'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>Why do we do it the way that we do it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Said, I don't go to clubs&lt;br /&gt;And I don't go to raves&lt;br /&gt;And I don't go to pubs&lt;br /&gt;And I don't go to parades&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the most fun drinking is at Wayne Hills Diner or Denny's or Applebee's and involves friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for not making fun of me for it.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, yo, for being the dopest friends around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-5296731768578584850?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/5296731768578584850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-do-we-do-it-way-that-we-do-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/5296731768578584850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/5296731768578584850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-do-we-do-it-way-that-we-do-it.html' title='Why do we do it the way that we do it?'/><author><name>sohavewe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313179140474001802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/ShL20LwmFYI/AAAAAAAAAKY/M8jUcXV08-0/S220/grandpa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2710575549839490102.post-8002834428077754412</id><published>2009-02-22T22:48:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T23:01:51.185-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tam Sowyer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my blood 3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caroline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cubeecraft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I hate english ed majors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DQ'/><title type='text'>My Blood 3, Caroline, The Devil, and More</title><content type='html'>I saw two 3D movies this past weekend: Coraline and My Bloody Valentine. As a skeptic of 3D movies, I left both of them quite impressed. The sense of depth in both of them were quite awesome, especially when text very visibly jumped off the screen. MBV had a really cool intro where newspaper overlays came out on top of each other and it was a very real almost-Minority-Report vibe to it. Fade outs are now cool again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading Goethe's Faust for my Lit class this semester. It's pretty decent and I'm enjoying it even more because my class seems to hate it. I'm turning more and more into a apathetic griefer in my English classes. I think that's a bad thing. I feel mildly trapped because there are these really simple concepts in the story that people can't really grasp. It's not like this is a GE class, this is a class that English majors take. I'm just continually frustrated by the lack of...something...knowledge? worldiness?-something I can't even put my finger-but the lack of that in my peers is endlessly frustrating. I feel like an asshole for saying that, because it's not like I know my shit inside and out. I'm a slacker and a half, but somehow my minimal effort vastly outweighs some people's full efforts. &lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes jacks rule the realm/Can't ya tell/The swimmers drown/Without a sound/A chalkboard scratching sound/Will craze the town/An Emperor's clothes/Never be exposed"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.tinypic.com/3445du8.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been making a shitton of &lt;a href="http://www.cubeecraft.com"&gt;Cubeecrafts&lt;/a&gt;. They fucking rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started playing Dragon Quest V for review for NWR. Slow-paced old-school RPG FTW. It is supposed to be one of the best games in the series and a landmark RPG. Right now I feel like I'm going through the motions. I'm only a little over an hour into it though. It must get better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-8002834428077754412?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/8002834428077754412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-blood-3-caroline-devil-and-more.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/8002834428077754412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/8002834428077754412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-blood-3-caroline-devil-and-more.html' title='My Blood 3, Caroline, The Devil, and More'/><author><name>Con Carnage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05234375617231980496</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i41.tinypic.com/3445du8_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2710575549839490102.post-2976072832271235510</id><published>2009-02-20T02:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T02:49:26.759-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MELANCHOLY'/><title type='text'>i graduate in august</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2289/11/51/33709545/n33709545_32172000_1804.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2289/11/51/33709545/n33709545_32172005_2854.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-2976072832271235510?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/2976072832271235510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-graduate-in-august.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/2976072832271235510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/2976072832271235510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-graduate-in-august.html' title='i graduate in august'/><author><name>BARON VON JEN</name><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-2710575549839490102.post-2213068506393486573</id><published>2009-02-19T20:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T20:08:36.277-05:00</updated><title type='text'>fmylife</title><content type='html'>Today, My boyfriend dumped me because he said the relationship was too tough for him. When I asked for an example he responded "Like, I don't have enough time to play World of WarCraft." FML&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-2213068506393486573?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/2213068506393486573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/fmylife.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/2213068506393486573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/2213068506393486573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/fmylife.html' title='fmylife'/><author><name>joePWNSyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00898009599936945504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k_0abgxP-m0/SckaJy9vdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LvxUiNbY-pQ/s1600-R/5652004'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2710575549839490102.post-1093445443880369088</id><published>2009-02-18T01:39:00.050-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T16:45:20.251-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='html'/><title type='text'>picture this</title><content type='html'>1. a picture of you in your room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZx-qCkTeKI/AAAAAAAAAII/9TA7-kTRwC0/s1600-h/room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZx-qCkTeKI/AAAAAAAAAII/9TA7-kTRwC0/s320/room.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304253721844349090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. a picture of you posing with someone you don't actually like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZuvyL0Rm1I/AAAAAAAAAD4/n8mNpbcyvXg/s1600-h/dontlike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZuvyL0Rm1I/AAAAAAAAAD4/n8mNpbcyvXg/s320/dontlike.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304026262859258706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. a picture with a former crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZx-X0D4f_I/AAAAAAAAAIA/SN69Pk8pjG0/s1600-h/crush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZx-X0D4f_I/AAAAAAAAAIA/SN69Pk8pjG0/s320/crush.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304253408712622066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. a picture of you very drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZuzPFFRQiI/AAAAAAAAAE4/hG7ufBlwwfE/s1600-h/drunk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZuzPFFRQiI/AAAAAAAAAE4/hG7ufBlwwfE/s320/drunk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304030057802580514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. a picture of you with a parent or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZuyUL9oQFI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lHtbXzqtiYw/s1600-h/dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZuyUL9oQFI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lHtbXzqtiYw/s320/dad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304029046037299282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. a picture of you on your birthday, or your favourite holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZuy-_5PXUI/AAAAAAAAAEw/IcTNl1vP-q0/s1600-h/birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZuy-_5PXUI/AAAAAAAAAEw/IcTNl1vP-q0/s320/birthday.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304029781532040514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. the youngest picture you can find of yourself in digital form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZx86RGESFI/AAAAAAAAAHw/U_uvmdr7JNQ/s1600-h/youngest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 291px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZx86RGESFI/AAAAAAAAAHw/U_uvmdr7JNQ/s320/youngest.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304251801598707794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. a picture of you in one of your favourite outfits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZu1q21lhWI/AAAAAAAAAF4/BSE1y__ZpGY/s1600-h/faveoutfit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZu1q21lhWI/AAAAAAAAAF4/BSE1y__ZpGY/s320/faveoutfit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304032734038295906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. a picture of you making a goofy face at the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZxU1yjWHjI/AAAAAAAAAGg/MVU2mSAFt78/s1600-h/goffy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZxU1yjWHjI/AAAAAAAAAGg/MVU2mSAFt78/s320/goffy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304207744215424562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. a picture you miiiiiight have edited to make yourself more attractive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZu1JddKKTI/AAAAAAAAAFw/peV9AUHhGZg/s1600-h/edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZu1JddKKTI/AAAAAAAAAFw/peV9AUHhGZg/s320/edited.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304032160289270066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. a picture of you and a team or club you're in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZu0uhTzoZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/a7GqBc_ac3Q/s1600-h/group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZu0uhTzoZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/a7GqBc_ac3Q/s320/group.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304031697467318674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does STC count as a club?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. a picture of a night you regret...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZxVp2eWwEI/AAAAAAAAAGw/sJivHdy2tP0/s1600-h/nightiregret.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZxVp2eWwEI/AAAAAAAAAGw/sJivHdy2tP0/s320/nightiregret.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304208638621433922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret that Thomas is broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. a picture of you showing off a new haircut. (even if it's an old haircut now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZx9dygqcgI/AAAAAAAAAH4/6_ROiaXWSBk/s1600-h/haircut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZx9dygqcgI/AAAAAAAAAH4/6_ROiaXWSBk/s320/haircut.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304252411864052226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. a picture of you truly being yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZu2NbrAPGI/AAAAAAAAAGA/mhZdyRoWLyc/s1600-h/truly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZu2NbrAPGI/AAAAAAAAAGA/mhZdyRoWLyc/s320/truly.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304033328041573474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. the most recent picture of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZx2kOPrNqI/AAAAAAAAAHo/VHictTcv-zI/s1600-h/20090209_2445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZx2kOPrNqI/AAAAAAAAAHo/VHictTcv-zI/s320/20090209_2445.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304244825806812834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. a picture of you being absolutely ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZu3FtODrSI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Qq4-RLU-sq8/s1600-h/redic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZu3FtODrSI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Qq4-RLU-sq8/s320/redic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304034294824676642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. a picture you're tagged in on facebook that you aren't actually in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZuz_kYOAcI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/1Yx3eR2frU8/s1600-h/notin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZuz_kYOAcI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/1Yx3eR2frU8/s320/notin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304030890837279170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. a picture of a time in your life that's over, but you wish it wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZu0QSfj67I/AAAAAAAAAFY/iqpQVOy9HpU/s1600-h/over.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZu0QSfj67I/AAAAAAAAAFY/iqpQVOy9HpU/s320/over.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304031178094013362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. a picture of a time in your life that's over, and you couldn't be more thankful that it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZuxKxJlesI/AAAAAAAAAEI/sn6ZVEAgIq0/s1600-h/gladover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZuxKxJlesI/AAAAAAAAAEI/sn6ZVEAgIq0/s320/gladover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304027784709241538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. a picture with your oldest friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZuzdv13L7I/AAAAAAAAAFA/VfmWHJjBl2U/s1600-h/oldestfriend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZuzdv13L7I/AAAAAAAAAFA/VfmWHJjBl2U/s320/oldestfriend.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304030309798850482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. a picture with your newest friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZuzyDj1a3I/AAAAAAAAAFI/o-1PyO5DJo0/s1600-h/newestfriend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZuzyDj1a3I/AAAAAAAAAFI/o-1PyO5DJo0/s320/newestfriend.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304030658689330034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.a picture of you when you were anything but happy...even if you were smiling and did your best to hide it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZu0hBvt-MI/AAAAAAAAAFg/WlADGytRIrU/s1600-h/unhappy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;ursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZu0hBvt-MI/AAAAAAAAAFg/WlADGytRIrU/s320/unhappy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304031465656154306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I failed at trying to hide it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. a picture of you that you had no idea was being taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZuutid4JgI/AAAAAAAAADw/OwumZtau-Ts/s1600-h/noidea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZuutid4JgI/AAAAAAAAADw/OwumZtau-Ts/s320/noidea.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304025083528357378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. a picture of you when you were a different person than you are now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZxVW8_KYMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/7VZp1Mmzvl0/s1600-h/diffperson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZxVW8_KYMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/7VZp1Mmzvl0/s320/diffperson.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304208313952133314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. a picture of you in a fashion "DON'T".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZuyYvk52vI/AAAAAAAAAEo/taYBwiI3n-8/s1600-h/dontfashion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZuyYvk52vI/AAAAAAAAAEo/taYBwiI3n-8/s320/dontfashion.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304029124316748530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. a picture of you in a swimsuit - whether you love it or loathe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZuyC3MVsvI/AAAAAAAAAEY/k-IJE3iM89E/s1600-h/bathingsuit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 154px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZuyC3MVsvI/AAAAAAAAAEY/k-IJE3iM89E/s320/bathingsuit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304028748404077298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that baby has lobsters all over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. a picture of you taking a shot/chugging a beer/downing some sort of mixed drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZxW8CIMgKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DB1HPqyWZws/s1600-h/drinking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZxW8CIMgKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/DB1HPqyWZws/s320/drinking.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304210050498986146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. a picture of yourself that you hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZxxFTZVurI/AAAAAAAAAHY/kgeG3pQz4Xw/s1600-h/hate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZxxFTZVurI/AAAAAAAAAHY/kgeG3pQz4Xw/s320/hate.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304238797055441586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. a picture of you with someone you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZxXp2nOVVI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/wLLILDgkoos/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZxXp2nOVVI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/wLLILDgkoos/s320/love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304210837681886546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. a picture of how you'd like the world to see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZxxZaAiKwI/AAAAAAAAAHg/RxV8vm2qx_Y/s1600-h/world.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZxxZaAiKwI/AAAAAAAAAHg/RxV8vm2qx_Y/s320/world.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304239142427831042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little does everyone know that I have always been obsessed with these things since childhood... it's because of the &lt;a href="http://www.commercialbabyproducts.com/Images/BabyChangingStation-Verticle.jpg"&gt;koala&lt;/a&gt; on the front of it (not pictured)&lt;br /&gt;31. a picture that describes how you'd like to spend every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZu3vBC391I/AAAAAAAAAGY/OxxSzPaCDJM/s1600-h/everyday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZu3vBC391I/AAAAAAAAAGY/OxxSzPaCDJM/s320/everyday.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304035004521117522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. a picture of a time when everything was changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZuxpHbLvEI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/bQx9nH4OPKQ/s1600-h/changing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZuxpHbLvEI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/bQx9nH4OPKQ/s320/changing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304028306084707394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. a picture that makes your heart hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZxWjOTAJtI/AAAAAAAAAHA/sm-fKmgLx7w/s1600-h/hearthurt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZxWjOTAJtI/AAAAAAAAAHA/sm-fKmgLx7w/s320/hearthurt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304209624268809938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. a picture that makes your heart smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZuwtln9z-I/AAAAAAAAAEA/K4XliMfLaRk/s1600-h/heartsmile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZuwtln9z-I/AAAAAAAAAEA/K4XliMfLaRk/s320/heartsmile.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304027283399233506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. 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term='clark and michael'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survey'/><title type='text'>more getting to know ME</title><content type='html'>1. a picture of you in your room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v320/11/51/33709545/n33709545_31725042_4559.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. a picture of you posing with someone you don't actually like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v38/76/71/33705085/n33705085_30246237_620.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. a picture with a former crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v38/76/71/33705085/n33705085_30246234_5849.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol alex remember that time we almost dated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. a picture of you very drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v1737/189/105/745619414/n745619414_1084322_4725.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. a picture of you with a parent or two.&lt;br /&gt;none :(:( i'm a bad daughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. a picture of you on your birthday, or your favourite holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v337/11/51/33709545/n33709545_31761026_9386.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. the youngest picture you can find of yourself in digital form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v63/130/98/81102370/n81102370_30148247_9029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEASTIN' IN HIGH SCHOOL STAGE CREW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. a picture of you in one of your favourite outfits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v1228/11/51/33709545/n33709545_31967965_1708.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. a picture of you making a goofy face at the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v1880/114/44/33704905/n33704905_31991363_1577.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. a picture you miiiiiight have edited to make yourself more attractive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-e.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v2141/114/44/33704905/n33704905_32154628_9152.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not really edited for attractive purposes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. a picture of you and a team or club you're in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v78/114/44/33704905/n33704905_30638535_5186.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we were a club...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. a picture of a night you regret...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v879/62/99/33709197/n33709197_31965314_5688.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh too retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. a picture of you showing off a new haircut. (even if it's an old haircut now)&lt;br /&gt;no pics of this on macbook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. a picture of you truly being yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v320/11/51/33709545/n33709545_31726723_6885.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. the most recent picture of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2181/114/44/33704905/n33704905_32168225_2639.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. a picture of you being absolutely ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v320/11/51/33709545/n33709545_31726733_9874.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. a picture you're tagged in on facebook that you aren't actually in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v376/11/51/33709545/n33709545_31882546_1980.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. a picture of a time in your life that's over, but you wish it wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2100/114/44/33704905/n33704905_32126976_4322.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. a picture of a time in your life that's over, and you couldn't be more thankful that it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-a.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v191/11/51/33709545/n33709545_31214792_3711.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. a picture with your oldest friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v943/114/44/33704905/n33704905_31949761_8991.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. a picture with your newest friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v1880/114/44/33704905/n33704905_31991411_7145.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.a picture of you when you were anything but happy...even if you were smiling and did your best to hide it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v208/114/44/33704905/n33704905_31686444_3762.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. a picture of you that you had no idea was being taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v353/150/102/1605648/n1605648_35879696_5134.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. a picture of you when you were a different person than you are now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y105/troubadours/lolzfat2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lmao omg so old. like what belly roll even? i was tiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. a picture of you in a fashion "DON'T".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y105/troubadours/app/DSC03563.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol sup 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. a picture of you in a swimsuit - whether you love it or loathe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v320/11/51/33709545/n33709545_31696888_7875.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. a picture of you taking a shot/chugging a beer/downing some sort of mixed drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v197/11/51/33709545/n33709545_31336700_4795.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. a picture of yourself that you hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v647/194/114/1330200053/n1330200053_30098609_20.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. a picture of you with someone you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-a.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-snc1/v943/114/44/33704905/n33704905_31943712_7071.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. a picture of how you'd like the world to see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2100/114/44/33704905/n33704905_32101799_3264.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. a picture that describes how you'd like to spend every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v232/11/51/33709545/n33709545_31387829_5696.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. a picture of a time when everything was changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/2l1d86.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right before i PEACED OUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. a picture that makes your heart hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2118/62/57/1534442799/n1534442799_30159411_7559.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. a picture that makes your heart smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i42.tinypic.com/25fqglx.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. A picture of one of the best nights of your life. (or day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.tinypic.com/2vrsvaw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-4442955417102022443?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/4442955417102022443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/more-getting-to-know-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/4442955417102022443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/4442955417102022443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/more-getting-to-know-me.html' title='more getting to know ME'/><author><name>BARON VON JEN</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y105/troubadours/app/th_DSC03563.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2710575549839490102.post-5349509588553699410</id><published>2009-02-17T19:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T19:17:29.345-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>WOW</title><content type='html'>Okay so here's the news:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone on youtube commented on the bloodhound gang and fanboys video and actually wasn't like "j/o to turbie twist" AND the guy now follows us AND he favorited his video to be one out of 603 faves!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's not biggie, but I'm excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's who it was:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/jediKnightreviews&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's what he wrote:&lt;br /&gt;very high quality camera, good job. thank you for your review. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW go team!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-5349509588553699410?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/5349509588553699410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/wow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/5349509588553699410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/5349509588553699410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/wow.html' title='WOW'/><author><name>sohavewe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313179140474001802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/ShL20LwmFYI/AAAAAAAAAKY/M8jUcXV08-0/S220/grandpa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2710575549839490102.post-2785972094406802891</id><published>2009-02-17T11:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T11:29:25.222-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skynet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inconsistent Capitalization'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='optimus prime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chuck norris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='t-pain'/><title type='text'>joe pwnd by meme</title><content type='html'>1. Is anyone mad at you?&lt;br /&gt;I hope not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Who's the last person you kissed?&lt;br /&gt;Archana or my grandmother, depending on the type asked for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who's the first person you'd call if you won the lottery?&lt;br /&gt;my mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you have a fish tank in your house?&lt;br /&gt;probably, but Eenie Meenie Meinie and Moe died a long time ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What's your ring tone?&lt;br /&gt;vibrate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you delete people on MySpace when you're mad at them?&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a myspace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What color is your pillowcase?&lt;br /&gt;different shades of blue, white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Nearest green object ?&lt;br /&gt;box of dixon ticonderoga pencils&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What color shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;grayish blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Who do you trust the most?&lt;br /&gt;my parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What color is your phone?&lt;br /&gt;Black/silver/gray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What's on your tv?&lt;br /&gt;nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you forgive people easily?&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What did you do today?&lt;br /&gt;woke up, stretched/did crunches, took shower, read venkmansuite, posted this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Last person to IM you?&lt;br /&gt;Gary (wtf he lives in the room next to me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Last person to comment you?&lt;br /&gt;commenting "you" is probably a pretty common occurrence in the world, I have no way of knowing this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Who do you text the most?&lt;br /&gt;looks like Neal has the highest percentage of my past 50, I'll say him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Could you find an umbrella in your house if you needed one?&lt;br /&gt;not in my house, but in the car yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Last song you heard?&lt;br /&gt;"I'm on a boat", that song gets better every time I hear it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Want any tattoos you don’t have?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Are you wearing a belt?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you play the lottery?&lt;br /&gt;not with my own money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Last text in your inbox?&lt;br /&gt;"Joe! Remember that gorgeous asian i told you about? I forgot her name. Do you remember?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Last thing you broke?&lt;br /&gt;my pencil point yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Last present you received?&lt;br /&gt;valentine's day candy from parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Anything on you hurt?&lt;br /&gt;right armpit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Have you taken down your Christmas decorations?&lt;br /&gt;no, but I didn't have any to begin with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Quote something?&lt;br /&gt;"This is my area, don't touch my area, it's a violation!"&lt;br /&gt;-my OS professor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Ever do something really awful to someone?&lt;br /&gt;probably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;peanut butter sandwich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Plans for tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;class, finish astrophysics homework, maybe play some games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Anyone in the room with you?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Miss anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Know someone that's lying to you?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Walmart, Kmart, or Target?&lt;br /&gt;Walmart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Gold or Silver?&lt;br /&gt;Silver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Anything you wish you were doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;arm-wrestling Optimus Prime and winning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Talking to anyone right now?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Last thing you bought?&lt;br /&gt;food at BK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Whose birthday is next?&lt;br /&gt;Neal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Next time you plan on drinking?&lt;br /&gt;never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Fondest memory of your childhood?&lt;br /&gt;idk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. What are you compulsive about?&lt;br /&gt;cleaning dishes, I've come to hate seeing full sinks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Anything you'd change that happened in the last 2 weeks?&lt;br /&gt;getting my computer back, technology is the devil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Markers or crayons?&lt;br /&gt;crayons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Where's your phone?&lt;br /&gt;in my pocket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. How are you doing on your new years resolution?&lt;br /&gt;didn't make any, so pretty good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Who will re-post this?&lt;br /&gt;Neal and Chuck Norris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-2785972094406802891?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/2785972094406802891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/joe-pwnd-by-meme.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/2785972094406802891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/2785972094406802891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/joe-pwnd-by-meme.html' title='joe pwnd by meme'/><author><name>joePWNSyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00898009599936945504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k_0abgxP-m0/SckaJy9vdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LvxUiNbY-pQ/s1600-R/5652004'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2710575549839490102.post-782977027762883588</id><published>2009-02-16T20:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:48:34.103-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='niece'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bill Murray'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knuckles'/><title type='text'>Get to know me, sohavewe</title><content type='html'>1. Is anyone mad at you?&lt;br /&gt;no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Who's the last person you kissed?&lt;br /&gt;Neal &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who's the first person you'd call if you won the lottery?&lt;br /&gt;Neal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you have a fish tank in your house?&lt;br /&gt;An empty one I bet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What's your ring tone?&lt;br /&gt;Melody 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you delete people on MySpace when you're mad at them?&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a myspace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What color is your pillowcase?&lt;br /&gt;2 are white, one has limes all over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Nearest green object ?&lt;br /&gt;dolla bills!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What color shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Who do you trust the most?&lt;br /&gt;Neal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What color is your phone?&lt;br /&gt;Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What's on your tv?&lt;br /&gt;A picture of the ghostbusters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you forgive people easily?&lt;br /&gt;Very&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What did you do today?&lt;br /&gt;Lounged w/ Neal, babysit my adorable niece, got her to say Bill Murray a few times, went home for like 2 seconds, and saw my mom at work. and ordered metroview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Last person to IM you?&lt;br /&gt;Neal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Last person to comment you?&lt;br /&gt;I'll go with Jen's reply to it being on fbook: Jen: "rip travis"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Who do you text the most?&lt;br /&gt;Jen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Could you find an umbrella in your house if you needed one?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Last song you heard?&lt;br /&gt;Jen's music or Neal's Killers cd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Want any tattoos you don’t have?&lt;br /&gt;A viper on my tushy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Are you wearing a belt?&lt;br /&gt;Belts are the anti-comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you play the lottery?&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I have a dollar or forget that I can't pay with credit card and try to and have to scour my car for change because the guy already printed up the ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Last text in your inbox?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Last thing you broke?&lt;br /&gt;probably something important&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Last present you received?&lt;br /&gt;Betsey Johnson necklace from Neal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Anything on you hurt?&lt;br /&gt;eyebrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Have you taken down your Christmas decorations?&lt;br /&gt;"bill murray tree is still in room" - Jen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Quote something?&lt;br /&gt;"I'm your Big Daddy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Ever do something really awful to someone?&lt;br /&gt;I didn't say hi to Bill Murray when I saw him in Barnes and Noble 10 years ago.  He's probably very upset about it and I'm regret hurting his feelings like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;McDonald's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Plans for tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Going to the bank and somewhere else, class, work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Anyone in the room with you?&lt;br /&gt;Jen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Miss anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Know someone that's lying to you?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Walmart, Kmart, or Target?&lt;br /&gt;Target&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Gold or Silver?&lt;br /&gt;Silver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Anything you wish you were doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Eating bc I'm starving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Talking to anyone right now?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Last thing you bought?&lt;br /&gt;Metroview&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Whose birthday is next?&lt;br /&gt;Neals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Next time you plan on drinking?&lt;br /&gt;Asap. but probs Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Fondest memory of your childhood?&lt;br /&gt;When the pigeon in Holland shit on my sister's head and I laughed at her and it shit on my shoulder and I cried harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. What are you compulsive about?&lt;br /&gt;probably something but nothing comes to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Anything you'd change that happened in the last 2 weeks?&lt;br /&gt;I cracked my knuckles far too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Markers or crayons?&lt;br /&gt;Crayons. Which I pronounce crans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Where's your phone?&lt;br /&gt;On my desk, plugged into my charger but the charger is not plugged into the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. How are you doing on your new years resolution?&lt;br /&gt;Bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Who will re-post this?&lt;br /&gt;I hope Neal and Joe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps I totally forgot about when I said we all should do this bc I was drunk :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-782977027762883588?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/782977027762883588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/get-to-know-me-sohavewe.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/782977027762883588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/782977027762883588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/get-to-know-me-sohavewe.html' title='Get to know me, sohavewe'/><author><name>sohavewe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313179140474001802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/ShL20LwmFYI/AAAAAAAAAKY/M8jUcXV08-0/S220/grandpa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2710575549839490102.post-947011293312121983</id><published>2009-02-16T20:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:26:21.321-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sega'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venoumous snakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House of the Dead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COOKING'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nintendo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='War STars'/><title type='text'>HAUS of teh Dead: Goregam n soft</title><content type='html'>I r playing Setas' new gam HAUS of TEH dead: Goregasm for re-view at RNW (Report de Nintendo World). It es fun!!! yo0 shoot zombiez/mutens a lot and their is nawty langage. Must HIDE frm MOM LOLZLOLZROFLTELFD!&lt;br /&gt;Ill' probly give it good sore, cuz I lyk it. I lyk it wen I blo my load on zombiez/mutens and reach "GOREGAS"M with american fag on screen. It es funny HAHWHWH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw FANBOYS! witch is mofie avout peeps breakng in2 teh SKYWALKER RANCH to see Epizode 1 phantom mayonaise. I liked it cuz it remined me of teh time my firends and i snuck into teh Matrix and met Neo. good timez! LOLROOHFGKFLKHOMGWTF!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hadf top rite tings fro RNW about Prsonal Trainre: COOOKING!!! and candle of rome!&lt;br /&gt;so much 2 edoo!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Neal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-947011293312121983?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/947011293312121983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/haus-of-teh-dead-goregam-n-soft.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/947011293312121983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/947011293312121983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/haus-of-teh-dead-goregam-n-soft.html' title='HAUS of teh Dead: Goregam n soft'/><author><name>Con Carnage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05234375617231980496</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-2710575549839490102.post-6777654907071881758</id><published>2009-02-15T23:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T11:31:40.186-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='global warming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='governator'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skynet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogosphere'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baleout'/><title type='text'>HAI GUYS</title><content type='html'>Hi, my name is Joe, and I'm an addict. Addicted to what, you might ask? VENKMANSUITE OF COURSE!!!!1 I'm their biggest fan, so the powers that be let me join and now I can BLOG ABOUT WHAT EVER I WANT WOOHOO!!!11! MAYBE EVEN WITH VIDEO?!??? nah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll start off my career in the blog-o-sphere by mentioning how I seem to have gone to war with Skynet. And I thought it was just coincidence that every piece of technology I've touched in the past three years has blown up in my face, but nooooo! Its obvious to me now, Skynet is out to kill me! Its already killed my identity aka my AIM screen name Socialjoe13 (RIP)! The next step is naked Arnold Schwarzenegger bots stepping out of time portals to kill me before I can put my 1337 c0d1n6 sk177z and home-made Christian Baleout bots in action to stop it. But trust me, loyal readers, it will take more than roided up governator droids to put this contributing writer out of commission. viva la venkman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is joe signing out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: SKYNET FAILED AT KILLING MY IDENTITY HALLELUJAH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-6777654907071881758?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/6777654907071881758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/hai-guys.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/6777654907071881758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/6777654907071881758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/hai-guys.html' title='HAI GUYS'/><author><name>joePWNSyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00898009599936945504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_k_0abgxP-m0/SckaJy9vdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LvxUiNbY-pQ/s1600-R/5652004'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2710575549839490102.post-1152911553756736037</id><published>2009-02-15T22:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T22:08:20.376-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get to know me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bottled water'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mozeralla stick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10 pm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phone call'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survey post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survey'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. Is anyone mad at you?&lt;br /&gt;i'm pretty sure no one is mad at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Who's the last person you kissed?&lt;br /&gt;matt &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who's the first person you'd call if you won the lottery?&lt;br /&gt;my mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you have a fish tank in your house?&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What's your ring tone?&lt;br /&gt;andrew bird - nervous tic motion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you delete people on MySpace when you're mad at them?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What color is your pillowcase?&lt;br /&gt;one white, one with numbers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Nearest green object ?&lt;br /&gt;slimer action figure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What color shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;white&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Who do you trust the most?&lt;br /&gt;jaime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What color is your phone?&lt;br /&gt;black and silver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What's on your tv?&lt;br /&gt;nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you forgive people easily?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What did you do today?&lt;br /&gt;laid around in bed with matt all day, then came back to school and did homework and showered, now i'm eating and waiting to go out with my suitemates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Last person to IM you?&lt;br /&gt;jake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Last person to comment you?&lt;br /&gt;on F/B??????? lauren?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Who do you text the most?&lt;br /&gt;matt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Could you find an umbrella in your house if you needed one?&lt;br /&gt;i always have one in my purse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Last song you heard?&lt;br /&gt;currently listening to "a stone" by okkervil river&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Want any tattoos you don’t have?&lt;br /&gt;not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Are you wearing a belt?&lt;br /&gt;no lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you play the lottery?&lt;br /&gt;i buy the occasional RUB OFF&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Last text in your inbox?&lt;br /&gt;"it's ok. how're you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Last thing you broke?&lt;br /&gt;do ripped stockings count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Last present you received?&lt;br /&gt;matt gave me a card for vd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Anything on you hurt?&lt;br /&gt;knee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Have you taken down your Christmas decorations?&lt;br /&gt;bill murray tree is still in room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Quote something?&lt;br /&gt;"hobby holes" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Ever do something really awful to someone?&lt;br /&gt;probably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;mozzarella sticks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Plans for tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;sleepin', readin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Anyone in the room with you?&lt;br /&gt;no, but jess and christina are in the bathroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Miss anyone?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Know someone that's lying to you?&lt;br /&gt;i hope not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Walmart, Kmart, or Target?&lt;br /&gt;target, the other ones make me cringe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Gold or Silver?&lt;br /&gt;silver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Anything you wish you were doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;sleeping :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Talking to anyone right now?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Last thing you bought?&lt;br /&gt;foods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Whose birthday is next?&lt;br /&gt;i know matt's is next month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Next time you plan on drinking?&lt;br /&gt;tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Fondest memory of your childhood?&lt;br /&gt;wildwood MeMorIZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. What are you compulsive about?&lt;br /&gt;i always check my phone. i am also compulsive about finding album art in itunes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Anything you'd change that happened in the last 2 weeks?&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Markers or crayons?&lt;br /&gt;crayons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Where's your phone?&lt;br /&gt;on my desk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. How are you doing on your new years resolution?&lt;br /&gt;i didn't make any&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Who will re-post this?&lt;br /&gt;who cares&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-1152911553756736037?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/1152911553756736037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/1152911553756736037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/1152911553756736037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/1.html' title=''/><author><name>BARON VON JEN</name><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-2710575549839490102.post-8053513055390173432</id><published>2009-02-15T00:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T00:53:31.883-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloodhound gang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentine&apos;s day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fanboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kristen bell'/><title type='text'>Bloodhound &amp; Fanboys</title><content type='html'>Hey y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my birthday, Neal took me to see the Bloodhound Gang on 2/13 in Allentown, PA.&lt;br /&gt;For Valentine's Day (the next day), I took him to see &lt;a href="http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-amazing-and-not-in-good-way.html"&gt;Fanboys&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Amazing start to a 4-day weekend :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's our video that explains everything that I would type here anyway:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ICovG-379s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ICovG-379s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Con Carnage and sohavewe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-8053513055390173432?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/8053513055390173432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/bloodhound-fanboys.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/8053513055390173432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/8053513055390173432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/bloodhound-fanboys.html' title='Bloodhound &amp; Fanboys'/><author><name>sohavewe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313179140474001802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/ShL20LwmFYI/AAAAAAAAAKY/M8jUcXV08-0/S220/grandpa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2710575549839490102.post-6577705040280024620</id><published>2009-02-12T12:03:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T13:18:53.221-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentine&apos;s day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leggings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fanboys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='checkerboard vans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ewoks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saggy jeans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mens t-shirts'/><title type='text'>It's amazing (and not in a good way) (and I'm not talking about the movie itself)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZRXyi2GM0I/AAAAAAAAADY/LjTaJFllv3Q/s1600-h/fanboys_image__1_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301959187180696386" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 320px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZRXyi2GM0I/AAAAAAAAADY/LjTaJFllv3Q/s320/fanboys_image__1_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;concarnage has been wanting to see Fanboys since I met him about two years and five months ago. (ps we missed another anniversary lol) and it just came out in theatres like, last week. BARON VON JEN has seen it already thanks to some AMAZING thing that someone has been doing FOREVER and gets into movies before they come out. (Still must find out how.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here we are. It's premiered in theatres. Can it be that we can actually see Fanboys?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, if it wasn't for the fact that we both have class and the other (imo more important) fact that we can't miss work because we both need all of the money we can get our little, and by little I mean rather manly, hands on. Apparently the only day that it's playing in this area (aside from NYC) is... today. Apparently Fanboys isn't a Valentine's Day movie? But Hotel for Dogs in its 10th month in theatres is? And even in NYC, it's playing in 5-7 theatres. (I have to imagine there's more movie theatres than that?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been saying I was going to see Notorious and My Bloody Valentine for months. Have I seen either? No, because they're right there. (Though there &lt;em&gt;was &lt;/em&gt;one giant failed attempt at seeing My Bloody Valentine.) But now that Fanboys, which has been anticipated for almost 2 and a half years (and over that time, the nerd core of me has grown exponentially making the excitement even more so), cannot be seen readily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am more determined to see it than ever. Maybe so determind to break into Lucas Ranch to do so?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps it's scary how similarly I am dressed to that girl today (and yesterday, as I am wearing the same clothes... sorry, that's gross). And how similarly I dress to all those guys any other day of the week. (Somehow my wardrobe, which used to be cute dresses and boots, has disintegrated into men's t-shirts and saggy jeans? &lt;a href="http://tlc.discovery.com/fansites/whatnottowear/geton/"&gt;Help!&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;edit:&lt;/strong&gt; when we do see it, expect a video review (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;double edit: &lt;/span&gt;THAT GIRL IS KRISTEN BELL?&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/2710575549839490102-6577705040280024620?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/6577705040280024620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-amazing-and-not-in-good-way.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/6577705040280024620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/6577705040280024620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-amazing-and-not-in-good-way.html' title='It&apos;s amazing (and not in a good way) (and I&apos;m not talking about the movie itself)'/><author><name>sohavewe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313179140474001802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/ShL20LwmFYI/AAAAAAAAAKY/M8jUcXV08-0/S220/grandpa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZRXyi2GM0I/AAAAAAAAADY/LjTaJFllv3Q/s72-c/fanboys_image__1_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2710575549839490102.post-2653764338870019687</id><published>2009-02-11T23:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T23:23:39.591-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sega'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luigi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sonic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House of the Dead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nintendo'/><title type='text'>HAUS of teh Dead, Loogie's Manjenzabichnyj, and Sonic's Unleashed Colleckshin</title><content type='html'>I got House of the Dead: Overkill today and, since the two jerkoff GameStop employees were tantalizing me with Sonic's Ultimate Genesis Collection, I caved and bought that as well.&lt;br /&gt;Whoops. I'm supposed to be on a budget.&lt;br /&gt;My eyes also widened when my traded in games equaled $50. Considering I played all three of them to my max enjoyment and spent about $30 on them, that's a pretty kickass deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway...I'm loving HAUS of teh Dead so far. I've only played a level, but its so goddamned over-the-top and downright twisted that I love it. It just makes me want MadWorld more, though.&lt;br /&gt;I played Altered Beast (Elturd Best) and Alex Kidd (Alex "Kidd") on Sonic's UGC (Sonic's Unleashed Colleckshin). I want more. That game is like my childhood in a $30 package.&lt;br /&gt;Which is kinda shitty when all is said and done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-2653764338870019687?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/2653764338870019687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/haus-of-teh-dead-loogies.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/2653764338870019687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/2653764338870019687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/haus-of-teh-dead-loogies.html' title='HAUS of teh Dead, Loogie&apos;s Manjenzabichnyj, and Sonic&apos;s Unleashed Colleckshin'/><author><name>Con Carnage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05234375617231980496</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-2710575549839490102.post-8775891220706064961</id><published>2009-02-10T15:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T23:36:31.646-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sega'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tam Sowyer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luigi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House of the Dead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='StopGap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nintendo'/><title type='text'>Loogie's Manjen and HAUS of teh Dead; Goregame</title><content type='html'>I is to be (hopfully) on NFR (Nintendo Free Radio) to talk aboot teh New York Comic Con! I r excitement!&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I am hopfully gong to buy Loogie's Manjen at StopGap toosday so eye ken talk aboot it in teh "RetroActive' diskcusion on teh show.&lt;br /&gt;I haf manny gams to get riped of four at StopGap. Hopfullt they tak my coopie of "Tom Sawyer's Adventures of" from the ness. I hop 2 get fourteen porkpies for "Tam Sowyer's Adventures of" and then I ken boy Loogie's Manjen and HAUS of teh Ded: Goregasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xpct video revs of booth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-8775891220706064961?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/8775891220706064961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/loogies-manjen-and-haus-of-teh-dead.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/8775891220706064961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/8775891220706064961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/loogies-manjen-and-haus-of-teh-dead.html' title='Loogie&apos;s Manjen and HAUS of teh Dead; Goregame'/><author><name>Con Carnage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05234375617231980496</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-2710575549839490102.post-1023002670538163713</id><published>2009-02-10T02:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T02:15:58.463-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Turbie Twist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Instructional Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bathroom'/><category 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/&gt;Lauren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-1023002670538163713?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/1023002670538163713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-video.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/1023002670538163713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/1023002670538163713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-video.html' title='NEW VIDEO'/><author><name>sohavewe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313179140474001802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/ShL20LwmFYI/AAAAAAAAAKY/M8jUcXV08-0/S220/grandpa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2710575549839490102.post-755674113205439214</id><published>2009-02-09T22:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T02:14:01.767-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advent gardes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venoumous snakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jen&apos;s'/><category 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width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay everone please be gentile be/c this is my first foreay into video, bloggings and video blog's.  this is an avant grade peice, entitles, "HOrizons." please, read and rate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-755674113205439214?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/755674113205439214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/test-video-post.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/755674113205439214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/755674113205439214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/test-video-post.html' title='test VIDEO POST'/><author><name>BARON VON JEN</name><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-2710575549839490102.post-7941055851155985490</id><published>2009-02-09T22:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T22:38:34.357-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='applebee&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='white russian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bumpin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homegirl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tipsy'/><title type='text'>With &lt;3</title><content type='html'>Hey Lovers. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm usually ver humble, but I just want to take credit for this. A few weeks back I told Neal we should blog on videogames and movies. Now here we are, waiting to get out of work and get back to computers w/ webcams so we can begin entertaining you with viblogs about anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a hint: Don't ever expect my spelling and grammar to be this good again, because just as Jen can eat donuts really well and Neal can write about videogames really well (and in all fairness, Jen can write really well also), I can misspell on purpose like a mother. I'll try to keep it pretty norm over here. Maybe I'll save the Venkman Suite for my sweet convo lines such as "I'm ____ like a mother," "That _____ was bumpin,'" or "Homegirl has to ______." And we can all credit my loving sister for instilling these classic lines in me. Just like how I save those for when I'm tipsy off of White Russians in a fancy restaurant that Neal's fam brings me out to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just expect amazing things; we won't disappoint. We are pretty damn funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With love from the Venkman Suite,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZDzHAC8DxI/AAAAAAAAADQ/WjcXAfbgt7k/s1600-h/venksuite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301004063012032274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZDzHAC8DxI/AAAAAAAAADQ/WjcXAfbgt7k/s320/venksuite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/2710575549839490102-7941055851155985490?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/7941055851155985490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/with-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/7941055851155985490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/7941055851155985490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/with-3.html' title='With &lt;3'/><author><name>sohavewe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08313179140474001802</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/ShL20LwmFYI/AAAAAAAAAKY/M8jUcXV08-0/S220/grandpa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TgPfC2S0mjA/SZDzHAC8DxI/AAAAAAAAADQ/WjcXAfbgt7k/s72-c/venksuite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2710575549839490102.post-1530831509326074230</id><published>2009-02-09T21:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T21:56:44.702-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chcieken nuggets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old writing&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='introductions&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pics'/><title type='text'>test test</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;i wrote this back in september and it pretty much still holds true except less rock band and more harvest moon/applebee's:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;"living with lauren this semester has been amaaazing so far. we've been good friends for about two years now, and i'm also v. close with her boyfriend, so the three of us pretty much chill constantly. it is kind of like three's company if jack was dating chrissy and janet was really fat and they played rock band all the time."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 19px;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 19px;font-family:arial;"&gt;here's a pic of me, neal and joe:&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 19px;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2104/11/51/33709545/n33709545_32126007_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 19px;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-1530831509326074230?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/1530831509326074230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/test-test.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/1530831509326074230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/1530831509326074230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/test-test.html' title='test test'/><author><name>BARON VON JEN</name><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-2710575549839490102.post-287399247706204210</id><published>2009-02-09T21:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T21:59:21.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wilcome to teh Venkamn Suite</title><content type='html'>Oh hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a blog of sorts where multiple people write in one place with things. However, this will not be your typical writing blog. We will also have video of people talking about things or doing things or talking about doing things.&lt;br /&gt;We might have some differing views, as Lauren can't type normally anymore due to her &lt;a href="http://sohavewe.blogspot.com/"&gt;other blog&lt;/a&gt;, I have a tendency to ramble, and Jen eats donuts real fast (this might be rumor, Idk).&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully we'll figure out how to join in on Skynet I mean Google's blogosphere and avoid being termanated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2710575549839490102-287399247706204210?l=venkmansuite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/feeds/287399247706204210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/wilcome-to-teh-venkamn-suite.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/287399247706204210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2710575549839490102/posts/default/287399247706204210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkmansuite.blogspot.com/2009/02/wilcome-to-teh-venkamn-suite.html' title='Wilcome to teh Venkamn Suite'/><author><name>Con Carnage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05234375617231980496</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></feed>
