<?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-34091564</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:22:54.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to my blog, as always Browncoat friendly</title><subtitle type='html'>Place catchy desription here</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Temporarily sane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15695461864712277818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venom.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34091564.post-1324325066935103631</id><published>2008-04-16T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T19:37:24.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, I have come back...from whereever it was that I was at.</title><content type='html'>*Warning: The following blog entry contains youtube.com links. If you or someone that you know hasn't been exposed to youtube, then you need to come out from under the rock that you have been dwelling. For youtube is a great way to waste your time. Thank you for your cooperation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the past couple of summers being total wipeouts, this summer has promising potential. I think that last year only two movies were actually any good...Transformers and 300. But didn't Spider-man 3 come out last year and aren't you a Spidey fan? Yes and yes. However, I chose not to put Spidey 3 in the good movie catagory because it blew massive chunks. I love your work Sam Raimi and appreciate what you did in the first two movies....but you tragically missed on this one. At least I got my Bruce Campbell cameo. Anyways, like I was saying, this year seems to be promising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For starters, coming out this Friday are a couple of movies like Forgetting Sarah Marshall. But the one that caught my attention is The Forbidden Kingdom. Yes, I know. It looks like another crazy flying around Chinese film. But I am a sucker for Jackie Chan movies.&lt;br /&gt;Here is a link to the trailer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e66Og0lOCcE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e66Og0lOCcE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then shortly after that, Marvel is going to try to score with another one of it's characters. Personally, I am not a fan of this guy but this does look like a really good movie and from what I have seen and read, it actually sticks to the comic book story line. I guess people finally realized that if you stick to the story line, it makes a better film. That and you will please the fans. Unlike some of the past movies, Spidey 3, X-Men 3, Fantastic Four. (And for the people that produced those movies. Come here. A little closer to the screen. I got a secret to tell you. You guys really dropped the ball on those movies. That is all.) I am of course talking about Iron Man, coming to theaters May 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trailer = &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vhgzIM-9lfA"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vhgzIM-9lfA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I heard about this movie and saw the trailer. I almost blew a nerd gasket. I loved these movies ever since I watched them when I was just a nerdling. They are definately the best trilogy in my book. Of course, with this addition it no longer makes a trilogy. I am not going to get to excited though. George Lucas has screwed us before....Episode 1. I am of course talking about Indiana Jones and The Kingdom of the Crystal Skull. It looks awesome. I am hoping that it will add to the already greatness of Indiana Jones and not bring it down. Of course, if it does, then I will strike it from memory and act like there never was an Indiana 4. And just a side note: I am completely jealous of Shia LaBeouf. That is the guy that played as Sam Witwicky who also has a role in the new Indiana movie. Which means this, he will have (more than likely) reoccuring roles in both the Transformers universe and Indiana Jones universe if they decide to produce any more. Lucky SOB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...here is the trailer &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lPTJ4v6KPrg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lPTJ4v6KPrg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Marvel movie is making its way to the theaters this summer. The second installment of our giant green friend, The Incredible Hulk. This time around, it doesn't look too bad. They actually put him up against someone to fight....Abomination. And I love the end of the trailer when the two are getting ready to duke it out. I am expecting to see an entire city block to be decimated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And heeeeeeerrree's the trailer. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ia3uPDuojmU"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ia3uPDuojmU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have to mention just one more. The first installment was awesome. I didn't think you could get much better than the one with Michael Keaton. But I was wrong. Batman Begins was the best Batman installment that I have seen. And hopefully the sequel will be just as good. I am course talking about The Dark Knight. And from this trailer, it looks like it will be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the trailer...&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r7rw8zvNv3Y&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r7rw8zvNv3Y&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that wasn't the trailer...but I had to throw that in there...here's the real one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qlLTVZRgCEA&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qlLTVZRgCEA&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a couple more coming out that might just be worth seeing.  For example, there is Hellboy 2 and Pineapple Express.  But I will let you look those up for I am sleepy and must retire.  Hope you enjoyed these trailers.  See you at the movies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34091564-1324325066935103631?l=attackofanerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/feeds/1324325066935103631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34091564&amp;postID=1324325066935103631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/1324325066935103631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/1324325066935103631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/2008/04/finally-i-have-come-backfrom-whereever.html' title='Finally, I have come back...from whereever it was that I was at.'/><author><name>Temporarily sane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15695461864712277818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34091564.post-8437350950054135497</id><published>2008-01-06T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T19:27:47.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Natural Bridge in Peril</title><content type='html'>Ok folks, here I go again on the attack. I have found out that Natural Bridge once again may be blocking off one of it's natural attractions. If any of you have ever visited Natural Bridge, then you know about the small cave that is on the way up to Natural Bridge. I always loved going in there and exploring everytime I am up that way and have a flashlight. It's beautiful and want to share it with the whole world. However, you have these gigantic grinches that violate the natural beauty of the park. They attack the attractions with graffiti either with paint or carving into the rock. I hate the fact that I respect nature and the park and because of these idiots I won't be able to visit the places I love. I live really close to the Natural Bridge State Park and I take advantage of that. It is so beautiful and peaceful. You get to see God's creation. It almost seems that time stops and everything that is bothering you in life is for a moment gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to do something about it then check this link out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wEghGCFT0w4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wEghGCFT0w4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a short documentary giving great detail of the situation and let's you know how to help. So, if you love this park, then let's do something about it. Even if you never visited the park, you can still help. This is something that we are not only taking away from us, it's taking it away from future generations to enjoy. It is taking away from our children and their children and any other future children they may have. We can't let this go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is someone that I hold near and dear to my heart.  She has put into words beautifully about her feelings on this situation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Having Natural Bridge in my back yard, I visit there quite frequently. I do not want any of the park to be blocked off or gated. We all live in "gated" communities. I do not wish to visit somewhere that I go to get away to feel free to be gated. I have never once written, detroyed, nor picked a flower on this beautiful landscape that God has given to you. One of the last places that we get to see His natural wonders. What He has truly given us. I am one of the luckiest people. I can drive 5 minutes and I can be in a sacred covenent of nature. And if it is said somewhere or written somewhere that I, Cecilia Case, have say so, then I am going to say. I am not being locked out of something I have every right to visit. Due to hearing this documentary, you will hear my name again and I will do everything possible to prevent people who take this beautiful, God sent, natural wonder for granted. To save it for others who come hundreds of miles away from their smog infested cities to see one of God's greatest creatiions. NO YOU CAN'T LOCK US OUT BECAUSE BIBLICALLY GOD HAS SAID KNOCK AND THE DOOR SHALL OPEN. LEAVE THIS DOOR OPEN. Cecilia Case"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually don't have guest writters but I will make the expection on this case.  Until next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34091564-8437350950054135497?l=attackofanerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/feeds/8437350950054135497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34091564&amp;postID=8437350950054135497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/8437350950054135497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/8437350950054135497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/2008/01/natural-bridge-in-peril.html' title='Natural Bridge in Peril'/><author><name>Temporarily sane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15695461864712277818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34091564.post-8997328803274773327</id><published>2007-12-11T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T06:38:32.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's time</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't posted anything in awhile.  Sorry.  Life has been keeping me busy and away from jotting my thoughts down.  But I seen something that has energized me like nothing else before.  It caused me to have a purpose for this blog, a new purpose.  The title of this blog is attack of a nerd.  It's about time that I put that name to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to begin by saying I am proud to be an American.  I wouldn't want to live any where else.  I like it here and I don't see me leaving anytime soon.  However, there are things that we can do to improve this great country.  There are things that need to be said and things that need to be done.  Otherwise, this stuff is going to be continued unchecked.  And that is exactly what they want.  They want to go on and let you think everything is just fine.  So they put up a smoke screen and perform their ways behind closed doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I talking about?  Mainly big business in general with their lobbyist at the White House.  But the one I really want to talk about is health care insurance companies.  Yes, your precious health care.  I am in the same boat with those that pay for insurance.  Every month I give money to a company in hopes that when I do get sick, they will be there for me.  Which may not be the case.  I have come to find out that they don't have to cover you.   The insurance company can deny you and you are stuck on your own.  But you're thinking, "Hey, I pay them every month for coverage.  They can't deny me."  Yes they can.  They will find that loop hole if they can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what do we do if we don't have insurance?  I say go on universal health care.  Everyone in America gets free insurance.  Why not?  We trust the government with other free services--police, teachers, postal service.  We are supposed to be the greatest country in the world.  But yet, some other contries (Great Britian, Canada, Cuba, Germany, France) provide health care coverage to their citizens.  Why can't we have it?  Oh, yeah, everytime it gets brought up in Congress, the insurance compaines start greasing the pockets of politicians.  That's where your monthly payments go.  Your money goes to paying off the multi-million dollar salaries of the insurance companies and greasing pockets.  It's no wonder why the insurance companies want to deny people.  Their money is being used up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might be thinking, "Why do you want free health care all of a sudden?  Are you in debt?  Can't you afford it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I care because it's wrong.  The system is corrupt.  The insurance companies were formed to help people.  But the only thing they have accomplished is that they made a few people filthy rich for being corrupt.  There is a former CEO for Humana that testified in Congress that she got paid more for denying people coverage.  The more claims she denied, the more money Humana paid her.  And, no, I am not in debt to any insurance or health care provider and can afford health care coverage.  As a matter of fact, the only major operation that I have had in my life was about 3 years ago.  I had to have my sholder relocated.  And that took a whole 5 minutes to pop it back in.  The process before that was a nightmare but just popping it back in took no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is alot more that I could say but for right now I am going to leave it there.  I just want you to get to thinking.  I want you to ask questions.  I want you to find out what is going on around you.  Yes, this country is great but we can make it better.  How?  By standing up for what is right.  Our founding fathers did and look what happened.  The citizens of this country stood up for what is right during the industrial revolution.  They got tired of big business pushing them around and mistreating them.  And they bettered their way of life.  We need to do that today.  We need to stand up to our government and to big business and tell them "We're not going to take it anymore."  We need to put them back into check.  Or, we can say nothing and do nothing.  We can let our kids deal with the problems of today and it will be too late.  There might be no stopping anything if we don't act now.  And please, leave comments on how you feel or tell me I am wrong.  We can discuss whatever.  I just want you to think and maybe get involved in some way.  Until next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34091564-8997328803274773327?l=attackofanerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/feeds/8997328803274773327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34091564&amp;postID=8997328803274773327&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/8997328803274773327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/8997328803274773327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-time.html' title='It&apos;s time'/><author><name>Temporarily sane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15695461864712277818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34091564.post-6131991968700964325</id><published>2007-09-27T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T08:19:59.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lay off</title><content type='html'>I know it has been awhile since I have posted anything but I must get out the soap box and rant some.  This one deals with America's recent anger and aggression toward a country.  And no, I am not talking about Irag or Afghanistan.  I am talking about America's growing hatred with China.  I was not going to talk about it but I watched a news program last night basing China and I am getting fed up with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I getting fed up with.  The problem is that as American's, we find one thing wrong with something and then from there on out we strive to find more things wrong.  We blame people for something that they haven't done or make a minor problem into something huge.  I will admit that it was wrong for China to be making toys with lead paint or reusing chopsticks and selling it to us.  This caused a recall of some toys to be yanked off the shelves.  Now, recently, some more toys were pulled from the shelves and we blamed China.  But here is the kicker.  I will admit that they did produce said toys but they produced them at the specs provided.  For example, they came out with a Barbie that had a dog that pooped.  (And I will say this right now.  Whoever thought of that idea needs to be drug out into the street and hit over the head with a baseball bat.  And while we are at it, the guy that okayed for the toy to be produced should also share the same fate.)   I watched a commercial for this and knew that it was a bad idea.  If I was a parent, I would be furious.  Why?  Because the poop and and the pooper scooper could easily be swallowed by a small child and choke on it.  This was the reason why that toy was recalled along with some others.  But who gets the blame?  China.  The blame should really rely on the people at Mattell and other companies.  Why?  Because they should have a quality control department that looks into crap like this.   They should catch crap like this before it hits shelves.  And if I had a company that was paying someone else to build something for me, I would be checking into it and making sure they are doing right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's take today's automobiles.  The cars that are made might have all the parts needed at the main factory but not all the parts are made at the main factory.  The steering wheel is made from somewhere else, the knobs for the airconditioning is made somewhere else, the turn signal is made somewhere else, and I think you get the point.  Now, the main office, I am pretty confident, checks on these factories that makes these parts to ensure quality.  Even at the place where these parts are made they try to ensure quality.  So, if a part comes up bad and is used, the place that produces it is at fault and the main facility is at fault.  It's just not one place that gets all the blame.  But, they watch and oversee production to make sure they don't have call backs and repo said cars.  That costs money and public trust is lost.  But there is the key.  As long as we blame China for everything, America loses trust in China (which I guess is no big deal) and the companies slide by without a scratch.  And this is what really ticks me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, in the very same news program, they were saying that China is attacking us through our computers.  That they were hacking into the Pentagon and trying to take over.  Maybe they are and maybe they aren't.  It is just suspicious that they are blaming China at this time.  One, we have been on this blame China kick.  And two, the source of information that China is attacking us came from the Bush administration.  Aren't they the ones that told us that WMD's existed in Iraq?  And correct me if I am wrong, they told us they knew exactly where they were at?  Furthermore, didn't they say that Iraq was directly connected to the 9/11 attacks? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not saying that China is in the right or wrong.  What I am saying here is that there are others responsible for the blame.  It's not all in one place.  What we need to be doing is saying, "Alright, there was a mistake made and now we need to fix this."  And actually try to find a way to fix the problem.  This keeps friendly relations with everyone and the blame game is taken out of the equation.  The company doesn't need to publicly say who is to blame.  It should be dealt with internal and fix the problem at hand.  Blaming others just causes more problems.  Whether you like it or not, we need the trade business with China. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't need to piss them off more than we already have.  We need to start building a good friendship with them instead of a building hatred.  And we need to look at what the Chinese have done.  For example, when the huns were trying to attack them.  The Chinese built a wall to keep them out, but not just any wall.  They built a wall that can be seen from space.  Like I said, I am not saying what China does is right.  We just need to lay off and quit blaming them for every little thing.  But, knowing America and our media, they will blame China for more things to come.  I would bet money that they will blame China for an earthquake that hits California.  It wouldn't surprise me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34091564-6131991968700964325?l=attackofanerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/feeds/6131991968700964325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34091564&amp;postID=6131991968700964325&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/6131991968700964325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/6131991968700964325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/2007/09/lay-off.html' title='Lay off'/><author><name>Temporarily sane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15695461864712277818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34091564.post-8769738580955271714</id><published>2007-08-24T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T11:40:46.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kentucky pride</title><content type='html'>If you haven't heard about it, then here is a scoop.  Recently our good old Kentucky home has come under attack.  Now, some would say it's just words and I need not to worry about it.  After reading the article, your opinion will change.  Or it would have if the article was still up.  I was going to submit the link on here but Fox News has taken the article down.  The article was supposed to be about the Bengals and a day at their training camp.  Which the training camp is located in Georgetown, KY.  Mr. Jay Glazer who was there to write the SPORTS article wrote very little on the training camp.  This supposed senior analyst decided to write an article on how horrible his stay in Kentucky was.  He trashed our great state by commenting on "hear say" and imagining things in his head.  There seemed to be very little actual journalism and investigation in his article.  I was suprised that Fox let it be posted and a little bit more surprised that they eventually took it down.  However, some of the article is still on the web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://corygraham.wordpress.com/2007/08/24/an-open-letter-to-jay-glazer/"&gt;http://corygraham.wordpress.com/2007/08/24/an-open-letter-to-jay-glazer/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to this site.  A fine retort has been made and tid bits were taken from the article.  The parts of the article will give you an idea of Mr. Glazer's idiotic comments.  Please, if you are a proud Kentuckian, then you need to check out this link and let Fox know how you feel.  Like I said, it's a fine retort.  And being a Kentuckian, I am tired of people thinking we are all inbred hicks.  It's not like a Kentuckian did anything right....George Clooney *cough* John Micheal Montgomery *cough* Johnny Depp *cough*.  Yeah, nothing has ever come out of Kentucky.  (Please note the heavy sarcasm.)  Ok, I will shut up now and let your eyes feast upon the article in the link.  Trust me, it's a good read and hopefully something will be done about this Jay Glazer.  But it will take all of us to do something about it.  I am tired of taking assaults when we have done nothing to deserve them.  Check it out, leave a comment.  It's a start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34091564-8769738580955271714?l=attackofanerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/feeds/8769738580955271714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34091564&amp;postID=8769738580955271714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/8769738580955271714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/8769738580955271714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/2007/08/kentucky-pride.html' title='Kentucky pride'/><author><name>Temporarily sane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15695461864712277818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34091564.post-933755873264485682</id><published>2007-06-21T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T10:21:42.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow, I am back..but for how long?</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I know.  My last blog entry was in March...sorry.  I have had a few things that happened in my life that took up most of it.  I didn't really have time to do anything.  That and there were some things that happened that I couldn't control and really put a damper on my life.  Some of my closest friends know and that is the way it is going to stay.  But now things have changed and hopefully for the better.  But there are a couple of things that I do want to talk about...and hopefully someone from Marvel is reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have avoided this subject for some time now.  I didn't really want to talk about it.  But I must.  If you have read or paid any attention to my blog, you know that I am a huge Spider-Man fan.  And it hurts me to do this.  Spider-Man 3, a movie I have long anticipated, was...a...complete...and...total...flop.  There, I said it.  Yes, after all this time of me promoting the film and couldn't wait until the arrival, I am giving the film a big raspberry.  It was absolutly horrible.  They completely dropped the ball on this one.  If you haven't seen the film, then I may be giving some end material here.  But you are better off not watching the film.  If you want to waste some time, then just wait until it comes out on DVD and waste your time then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start with the Venom suit.  As any true fan knows, the Venom suit came from the secret wars.  I know they couldn't do that in this movie.  So, the suit comes to Earth in meteor form and latches on the back of Parker's motor scooter.  No big deal there.  I can accept that.  What I can't accept is how they portrayed the suit.  They just acted like the suit bonded with Spidey's red and blue costume.  No huge white spider on the front and back.  It was just Spidey's normal suit in black.  That is unacceptable.  I want the Venom suit that McFarlane done.  But it's not done there.  Again, as any fan knows, the suit transformed into "clothes" when not in use.  Example,  Spidey is walking down the street in normal apparal.  Trouble strikes and he leaps into action.  With only a thought, the suit changes from the pair of pants and shirt into the black costume.  In the movie, he wore the suit underneath his clothing as he would his original costume.  And it seemed they toned down Venom's powers when the suit bonded with Brock.  Or they just failed to show it.  This may not be a important concept for some but for a Venom fan like me...it matters alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, they didn't really show Venom until towards the end and the fight between Spidey and Venom was anti-climatic.  I was expecting a knock out dragout fight but didn't really get it.  They also ignored some of the suit's powers when it bonded with Brock.  The producers and film directors may say that they just didn't have enough time to do all that.  Hell, there were alot of parts that could have been taken out and still got the point of the movie across.  And don't get me started when they tried to show that the suit was taking over Parker...making him evil.  They made Parker into a bigger dork rather than showing the suit was turning him evil.  Well, I guess I should expect that since Spidey doesn't say any smartellic remarks while fighting.  And as any Spider-Man fan knows, he pops off several wise cracks in his fights.  But, they failed in all three movies to do so.  That one line that he says to Bonesaw in the first one is the only smartass comment he said in all three movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog could go on forever but that is enough ranting over this movie.  I could go on and on about how this movie sucked.  I am very disappointed in it.  The only great thing about this movie is the very small fight scene between Spidey and Venom and Bruce Campbell's part.  I won't mention that here for those that haven't seen it.  That is the only part that I don't want to ruin, Campbell's part.   I would go on about the Fantastic Four: Rise of the Silver Surfer but that was such a horrible piece of crap that you wouldn't be able to write about it.  It contains so many flaws and goes completely against the comic books.  You really need to stay away from this one.  Just to give you an idea of how bad this one was, the Fantastic Four film made way back in the 90's (if you remember that one) was better than the new one.  Yeah, it was that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, there are better movies coming out this summer.  I am very displeased with the ones that have come out.  To those at Marvel, quit selling the comic book characters and not caring what happens to them.  The Hulk-sucked, Dare Devil-was mediocre, Ghost Rider-give me a break, Fantastic Four-I want my money and time back and want to kick the people responsible for producing the movies square in the balls.  You might want to see what the fans want and run it by them first.  Like, I would say it is a safe bet that fans are really mad that Galactus was turned into a cosmic cloud.  You, the people at Marvel, need to read the scripts and take control of this foolishness.  Otherwise, you are going to have a Ben Rielly episode again...and you people know that almost destroyed your flagship.  Just a fair warning.  Well, here's to hoping for some good summer movies.  I shudder to think of what Transformers is going to be if the trend holds steady.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34091564-933755873264485682?l=attackofanerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/feeds/933755873264485682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34091564&amp;postID=933755873264485682&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/933755873264485682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/933755873264485682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/2007/06/wow-i-am-backbut-for-how-long.html' title='Wow, I am back..but for how long?'/><author><name>Temporarily sane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15695461864712277818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34091564.post-5887963932237688477</id><published>2007-03-12T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T07:50:57.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where have all the cartoons gone?</title><content type='html'>Recently I awoke early on Saturday morning with really nothing to do.  I had my chores done and didn't have anything that needed my immediate attention.  So, I decided to sit on the couch and turn on the television.  I was thinking to myself that I would watch some good old Saturday morning cartoons.  I hadn't done that in a long time.  I remember the good old days when (yes even before satellite) I turned on the TV around 8 am, tuned in to one of the local channels and had four hours of entertainment.  There was Bugs Bunny, Reboot, Transformers, G. I. Joe, etc.  Then at 12, the cartoons ended and American Bandstand came on.  But, I was in for a shocking surprise when I turned on the television that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my horror, only one local channel had a cartoon lineup.  This couldn't be!!  Where did all the cartoons go.  And what is even worse, the cartoons were replaced with infomercials and news programs.  What in the crap?!  Listen people, I watch the news at night and work my brain all week long.  I want some mind numbing entertainment at least on the weekends.  AHHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when I didn't think it could get any worse, I flipped to the channel that had a cartoon lineup and it wasn't like the ones when I was a kid.  They all had a educational point or a moral point to each episode.  I don't want that.  I want to see Wile E. Coyote fall off a cliff.  I want to see robots in disguise blast each other.  I want to see  Bob and Glitch fight Hexidecimal or some other virus.  I don't want to learn about anything.  I get educated during the week.  And for moral values, those are supposed to come from parents.  At least that is where I got mine from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only saving grace that I seen on this dreadful day was Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.  Yes.  Finally, a cartoon that didn't want to teach me anything.  I was actually surprised to see them still around.  It did what a cartoon is supposed to do, be entertaining.  I feel sorry for kids today.  And don't give me that bull about cartoons rotting kids minds.  Correct me if I am wrong here...but cartoons were around before today's age.  In fact, they were around when the people making the laws, regulations, and restrictions today were little kids.  So, if the cartoons didn't destroy them, then why in the world are they being taken off the air?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a couple of theories.  The ones that make up these regulations are the ones that were denied as a child of such pleasures and now want to make sure no one gets to enjoy what they could never have.  Another theory is that we listen to all the ones that complain about the littlest things and make the government do what they are supposed to do.  If you don't want your kid watching a program, then TURN IT OFF!!  Simply change the channel and tell them they are not allowed to watch it.  It's called parenting.  The government shouldn't have to do the parenting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that there are a couple of people that noticed this problem.  But there is nothing that can really be done about it.  Tis a sad sad world when you can't even watch a good old fashioned Bugs Bunny cartoon or watch the Autobots defend the earth from the evil forces of the Deceptacons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34091564-5887963932237688477?l=attackofanerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/feeds/5887963932237688477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34091564&amp;postID=5887963932237688477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/5887963932237688477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/5887963932237688477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/2007/03/where-have-all-cartoons-gone.html' title='Where have all the cartoons gone?'/><author><name>Temporarily sane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15695461864712277818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34091564.post-2270832722936211391</id><published>2007-02-26T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T07:02:49.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello there</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone. Yeah yeah, I know..I have been lazy and kinda neglected this blog. Sorry about that. Life has been a bit busy lately. That and really didn't have any ideas to put up for a post. But now I have returned and thought of a neat little idea for all my fellow nerds out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was discussing comic book characters with a co-worker the other day. Well, actually I was answering questions he had about the comic book universe. But that is not here nor there. At any rate, we got on the subject of which hero/villian is the most powerful. And I just thought that would be a good post. I will tell you my picks and you can tell me yours. So, here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will start off with who I think is the most powerful villian. As you may, or may not know, my favorite villian is Venom. However, I don't think that he is the most powerful or the strongest. You have villians out there like Dr. Doom, Abomination, Magneto, Apocalypse, and let's not forget about Galactus. Which are all, in my humble opinion, are stronger than Venom. However, Venom might give a couple of said villians a run for their money....probably not against Galactus. With that being said, I give you my choice villian... &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vzIrC-izwTo/ReLihNLs3xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zxj5NEWxJuQ/s1600-h/thanos.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035836393455935250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vzIrC-izwTo/ReLihNLs3xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zxj5NEWxJuQ/s320/thanos.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I give you Thanos of Titan. You might say that, hey just wait a minute...Galactus is more powerful. Yes, this is true as in terms of true power. However, Thanos is not about power. The thing you have to worry about is his cunningness, his wit. Yes, he is powerful and could take on multiple super heroes by himself. (I think he has fought the Avengers on several occasions and always came out on top.) But his mind is what makes him deadly. And here is another kicker...he has went toe to toe with Galactus and won. Now, he took a beating but was able to pull off his trap and basically delay Galactus. Not many people can say that they went up against Galactus and won. Also, he was the first to collect all the infinity gems...which he had to trick or beat the owners of the gems. Then came the infinity gauntlet and so on and so forth. And it's for these reasons that I think that Thanos is the most powerful villian.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, now onto the hero catagory. Ok, ok, you have probably already guessed my superhero. Yes yes, I am going to stick with this guy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vzIrC-izwTo/ReLystLs3yI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z8AdJ6Ig65U/s1600-h/spidey.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035854183210475298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vzIrC-izwTo/ReLystLs3yI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z8AdJ6Ig65U/s320/spidey.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know. He's not the strongest, nor the fastest, nor the most intellegent superhero out there. I know there are heroes like the Hulk, Captain America, Ironman, Fantastic Four, etc. But I be lieve that it is the way he puts these three together that makes him the best out there. For example, Reed Richards is more intellegent than Spidey. However, I think that Spider-Man can react faster and apply his knowlegde to a situation faster than Richards can. Also, his duty comes from a promise that he made a long time ago. That and the feeling of wanting to protect his loved ones from harm. Also, the ability to read a situation and figuring out the best way to approach it. And let's not forget that Spider-Man went toe to toe with Firelord and beat him. Yep, another obsure Spidey reference. You can thank me later.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, those are my picks. You may have a different opinion but that is ok. I am sticking with my chocies. Let's hear what you have to say. You may want to venture off into the DC world or it may not even be a comic book figure. Maybe you read about a villian/hero in a book that you thought was the best or the most powerful. As I said, feel free to venture into any realm and leave your comment here. Until next time fellow bloggers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34091564-2270832722936211391?l=attackofanerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/feeds/2270832722936211391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34091564&amp;postID=2270832722936211391&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/2270832722936211391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/2270832722936211391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/2007/02/hello-there.html' title='Hello there'/><author><name>Temporarily sane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15695461864712277818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vzIrC-izwTo/ReLihNLs3xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zxj5NEWxJuQ/s72-c/thanos.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34091564.post-116915319675037347</id><published>2007-01-18T12:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T12:46:37.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We all need a little chuckle.</title><content type='html'>The other day I was with a group of friends and we were passing jokes around.  We all had a good laugh and it seemed to make the day go by faster and just a little bit brighter.  Then I thought to myself, "Self, why don't you make a post about this."  (That is a Mr. Brown reference for those that had him as a teacher.)  So, here I am making a post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I would leave a joke and others can use this to post jokes here as well.  It's as much fun telling a good joke as listening to one.  Besides, we all need a good joke to store in our memory banks.  And I thought I would stick to an old person theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two elderly women were out driving one sunny afternoon.  They come up to an intersection.  The car didn't slow down and ran right through the red light.  The passenger became concerned with this.  "Did we just go through a red light?  No, it must be my old eyes playing tricks on me." the passenger thought to herself.  "I will just pay closer attention the next time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another intersection came up and the car kept trucking through yet another red light.  "Now I know we ran that one!" again speaking to herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passenger:  Ethel!  Ethel!  Did you know you just ran through two stop lights?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driver:  Holy crap!  Am I driving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's short but I thought it was very funny.  And it is also clean.  I know some better ones but they tend to get a little rough.  But, by all means, leave a joke.  It doesn't have to be clean like mine.  That was the first old person joke that popped in my head.  And your joke can be about anything.  I hope that everyone can get a good chuckle out of this post.  We all need a good laugh or two.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34091564-116915319675037347?l=attackofanerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/feeds/116915319675037347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34091564&amp;postID=116915319675037347&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116915319675037347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116915319675037347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/2007/01/we-all-need-little-chuckle.html' title='We all need a little chuckle.'/><author><name>Temporarily sane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15695461864712277818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34091564.post-116802954652430263</id><published>2007-01-05T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T12:39:06.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>While I am at it.</title><content type='html'>The last post reminded me of yet another old man story that happened back around the summer of 1999.  And the old man in the story was also hard to understand.  So, I will tell the story as the best I remember it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was working as an intern for a private civil engineering business.  I was with two other guys and we had to go to Hindman, KY to do a survey for the state.  Lunchtime came and we went to the "mini mall" they had close by to where we were at.  After eating at the family restuarant there, we sat out in the lobby area of the "mall" to finish out our lunch.  As we sat, we were saying hello to passer-bys just to be friendly.  Not a single soul responded to our friendly gestures.  We were snobbed by people in Hindman, KY.  I will let that set in for a minute before proceeding forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a minute more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, this old man came along and one of my colleagues decided to try to communicate with the locals.  He actually responded but not in the way we intended.  It was funny.  We could only make out every other word.  In between words were sounds and mumbles that we couldn't comprehend.  On top of that, the octone of his voice kept raising and lowering.  And I will try to recreate the conversation that took place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend:  Hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old Man:  Hello hmphf murf *mumble mumble* today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend:  (Holding back laughter)  Just fine.  And you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old Man:  *Mumble* *Mumble* zippity ho hot sunshine shade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend:  Yeah, we are out working.  We are trying to take it easy for a minute before we have to go back out.  Trying to let this food settle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old Man:  Yeah, working *mumble* hiding from bossman *mumble* *mumble* pine tree blacksnake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(At this time, we are all almost in tears about to bust out laughing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend:  (Says this as he is laughing.)  Really?  Yeah, we aren't hiding.  We actually need to get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old Man:  Heh heh.  You boys balati coo up bibity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend: (Waves).  Ok. Zimity bo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old Man:  Hacha ba.  Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the old man walked out of the mini lobby and out to his car.  We then proceeded to laugh uncontrollably.  Our friend just carried on a conversation with this guy and we didn't have a clue what he said or what he was talking about.  But, at least he talked to us.  I think he talked to us.  Now that I look back over this, I don't know if you could count this as a conversation.  At any rate, it gave us something to laugh at and a story to stick with us for a long, long time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34091564-116802954652430263?l=attackofanerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/feeds/116802954652430263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34091564&amp;postID=116802954652430263&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116802954652430263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116802954652430263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/2007/01/while-i-am-at-it.html' title='While I am at it.'/><author><name>Temporarily sane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15695461864712277818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34091564.post-116793624081643289</id><published>2007-01-04T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T10:44:00.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too crazy to make up.</title><content type='html'>Ok, I just have to tell this story. I will try to put in all that I remember. I know there will be parts that I miss because I was trying not to laugh. So, here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This happened yesterday while I was sitting at a police station in the front lobby. I was there at my will and I wasn't in trouble. I am not getting into the details of why I was there, just that I was there. At any rate, a elderly man walks in and goes to the front desk there in the main lobby (I guess that is what you would call it). He was telling the receptionist that he had a problem and wanted to report it. After telling a brief description of what happened, the receptionist told him to sit and wait for a police officer. And keep in mind, he is not the greatest linguist in the world. He is one of those old men that he slurs his words and you can pick up every other word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, he sits down and I talk to him. Just casual conversation and trying not to smile. The guy was cracking me up just the way he was talking. I was able to carry on the conversation with just making out every other word...which I thought was a feat. A patrolwoman finally showed up to get a report off of him. The first words out of his mouth to her was grilling her to find out her rank. After repeating her rank several times to him, he finally started giving his report. I guess he wanted like the chief of police or something. I have no idea. But, I started giggling and trying my best to hold back my laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He goes into his story. His story starts out by saying that basically he got cheated by a jewelry store owner. He bought a necklace for his wife and forgot that she was allergic to gold. So, he took it back and the owner said that he would buy it back at a 10% discount. He said that the owner claimed that since it was a special make, the factory wouldn't pay full price and would only give 90% of the worth. So, this old man claimed that he was cheated out of $70. To combat this treachery, the old man kept going back to the store and wanting his money back. And, evidentally, the owner was fed up and pulled a gun on the old man. Which why the guy was there, to report that the gun was drawn on him. Now, comes the good part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man became a little agitated after telling the story. This next part I am going to sum up from what he told and what I remember. Note that I was trying to concentrate on both the story and to keep from laughing. He then went on commenting that he went to the eye doctor to check and see if he had lightening bolts in his eyes. He knew he had lightening bolts in one of his eyes and was wanting to know which one the bolt was in. Because one eye condemns and the other eye blesses. The eye doctor dialated his eyes, waited 15 minutes for the drops to take effect, and the doctor said that he had bolts in both his eyes. After finding this out, his hand and middle finger became numb and he struck his eye that condems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, I am almost about to die from holding in my laughter. And the look on the officer's face was not helping. She had to have the old man repeat that last part because she didn't really understand it at all. Niether did I but I didn't have to understand it. I only had to hold back my laughter. So, to get out of the situation, the officer told the guy to wait where he was at and that she would get her superior.  I could see a smile as she left to go get someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes of me agreeing with him that it was wrong for the owner to take his money, she comes back out with a lieutenant.  Again, he states his story.  And the lieutenant said that he would draw up paper work about the gun but couldn't do anything about the money.  Then the old man starts up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was going on ranting about that people like him was the only hope for this country.  And that it was up to them to protect this country from China.  Evidentally the chinese are coming in and destroying this country.  And it was up to him (and those like him) to protect this country from China.  You know, using the lightening bolts in his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all was said and done, I went up to the officers and apologized for laughing.  I didn't bust out in laughter.  I kept it in but was shaking from holding it in.  They got a laugh out of it.  I did not envy them at all.  I would say that this kind of stuff happens on a regular basis.  I couldn't be a cop because of that.  I would end up laughing in someone's face.  But I did have a good laugh when all parties dealing with that incident left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34091564-116793624081643289?l=attackofanerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/feeds/116793624081643289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34091564&amp;postID=116793624081643289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116793624081643289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116793624081643289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/2007/01/too-crazy-to-make-up.html' title='Too crazy to make up.'/><author><name>Temporarily sane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15695461864712277818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34091564.post-116783563347806466</id><published>2007-01-03T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T06:49:59.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>This post is going to be another ranting one. I need to find an outlet..something to maybe ease my nerves. So, maybe by writing about it, then it just may make me feel a little bit better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that when honest people, good natured people, try to do what is right and try to get on with their lives, some freaking piece of crap comes in and messes it up? Why can't they screw up some other piece of crap up? These are just a couple of things I have been thinking about over the last few days. I have had someone close to me hurt. And I felt so helpless that there is nothing that I can really do. I would love it more than anything to go and take the law in my own hands. But I know that I can't do that. I actually abide by the law and that is what hurts me sometimes. I know if I do something like that, then I would be punished far worse than what the other person started. I like to find a peaceful solution to a problem. But this is one where physical violence was my first option. I was at the point to where I could care less if I was injured. I could care less how bad my injuries were. I would be on a mission and wouldn't stop until I wasn't physically able or the job was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sick and tired of the wicked getting their ways. They do whatever they want and don't get more than a slap on the hand. What good does it do to be honest and try to be a good person? It just seems that if you do that then you become a target for the wicked, for the sick and twisted. Now, maybe you can see why I read comics. You go into a world that there are evil but there are those that stand up for good. There are those that fight for the helpless and defend the innocent. They make the wicked feel helpless..the same feeling that innocent people feel when they are attacked. And none of you can tell me that there isn't a time when you wanted to turn into Hulk and just start smashing stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish there was some way to place fear into those that attack the innocent. Yeah, you could say you can press charges and send them to jail. But let's face it, jail isn't really a true punishment. If you want to punish someone, then they should just throw them in a cage and keep them there. To me, you do something so heinous then you lose all your rights. That's right, you get locked up like an animal. They throw in food to you in your cell and you don't get out for anything. You don't get out of your cage for recreation, to get to watch tv, nothing. If you don't want that then don't do the crime. Also, sometimes prison doesn't change people..at least to the better. They just stew in jail and think of ways to inact their "revenge" on the people that put them in there. They don't realize that it is their fault that they are in there. They did the crime but want to blame the people that fight back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know any more. I wish sometimes that there is something that I could do. I want to make them feel helpless. But I don't have any special powers nor am I anybody important in the world. I am just a regular Joe just trying to get by in this world..trying to help the ones I care about. I don't know anymore...I just don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for staying here and letting me vent a little bit. Maybe this will help, maybe it won't. Maybe this post will stay up then again I may take this one down after awhile. At any rate, thank you for going this far. Hopefully, the next post will be more of a cheerful one and I will be back to my old self.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34091564-116783563347806466?l=attackofanerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/feeds/116783563347806466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34091564&amp;postID=116783563347806466&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116783563347806466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116783563347806466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/2007/01/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Temporarily sane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15695461864712277818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34091564.post-116776461176544285</id><published>2007-01-02T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T11:03:32.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have been commissioned.</title><content type='html'>Welcome back everyone. I hope that all enjoyed the holidays. I hope that it was safe and everyone was able to be with family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, as the title says....I have been commissioned to answer a burning question that was left in a comment in the previous post. The question is basically asking about the origins of cosmic Spider-Man and my nerdiness might be able to shine a light on the situation. Which is going to be kinda tricky. I can't really recall which happened first but I do believe that it happened in this order. Again, I am just doing this from memory and searched the internet for only pictures to give a visual of the costume and the exact comic covers of the cosmic spidey events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1621/3752/1600/598099/CostumeCosmicSpidey.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1621/3752/320/979810/CostumeCosmicSpidey.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, our friendly neighborhood Spider-Man was "possessed" by Captain Marvel. Captain Marvel was a cosmic being and was killed during a fight. However, his spirit continued to roam the universe. Now, if memory serves me correctly, in the issue Spider-Man gets Captain Marvels' powers, the powers are bestowed to a dog first. He resuces his owners from a certain death due to a hot air balloon mishap. Then the spirit leaves the dog and goes on to search for another host. The powers never stay with a particular being because it will drive the host completely insane. It stays long enough to complete a huge task then leaves. The picture shown here is the Captain Marvel version of cosmic Spider-Man. I believe that this version lasted a couple of issues and can't really remembered what Spidey fought and when Marvel's powers left him. There is a issue of What-If that goes into the scenario of what if the powers stayed with Spider-Man. And as all great What-If's that deal with Spider-Man, Spidey is killed at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1621/3752/1600/201198/SpectacularSpider-Man158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1621/3752/320/805918/SpectacularSpider-Man158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other cosmic Spider-Man was in his traditional costume. Spidey got his powers from a lab accident at the college during an experiment that Peter Parker was helping with. Basically, a genterator exploded and Parker jumped in to save the professor from certain doom. However, the generator proved to be a conduit to give Spider-Man the power cosmic. This story line can be found in this issue shown. Again, going from memory, this issue basically starts off with some villians getting together and deciding to fight each other's nemisis. The line of thinking here is that the people they normally fight are used to fighting them and this is why they are always being defeated. So, by switching heroes, then they can defeat said hero because the hero won't know how to fight them. And the Trapster gets to fight Spidey in this issue which is a Human Touch villian...I believe. Please correct me if I am wrong here. At any rate, Spidey fights Trapster at the beginning and gets the better of him. Trapster is gloating over is victory and truly believes he destroyed Spidey. But, the wall crawler was able to escape death from the hands of the Trapster. After the fight, the accident happens (which is explained earlier) and Spidey gets the power cosmic. He first realizes his new power when he comes to the rescue of some citizens when a power cable is cut and flailing wildley. He realized that he should have been killed from the electricity when he was struck by the cable while he was protecting people from it. Then later on, he faces Trapster again with his new powers. Needless to say, Spidey mops the floor with him. Like I said, this issue begins a series where Spidey fights an array of people, like Magneto.   Which was another good issue.  He fights Magneto in a junkyard.  Talk about a very big disadvange that Spidey was facing.  Fighting the master of metal in an old junkyard full of old cars.  Yep, it was a very good fight.  In that same issue, Spider-Man learned that he could fly.&lt;br /&gt;*Just a side note.  This same style cover was used when Spider-Man lost his powers for an issue.  Basic differences are that Spidey is doing a shrug with his sholders and a crook was coming through the doorway instead of Trapster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1621/3752/1600/44949/spideyvshulk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1621/3752/320/454185/spideyvshulk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I just had to mention this because of what was in the last comment.   Yes, there was a tussle with the Hulk.  As seen here in this issue, which was drawn by none other than Mr. Todd McFarlane.  Now this wasn't the first time Spider-Man faced the Hulk.  Basically, after defeating Magneto, the bad guys start to get worried about Spidey's new powers.  And Parker was getting used to his new found powers.  I believe in this issue, he dispatched a group of bad guys trying to blow up the Statue of Liberty with ease.  He whipped them and encased the bombs they had with webbing and used his cosmic powers to turn said webbing into adamantium.  The bombs went off but did no damage to the structure.  At any rate, the bad guys go out into the desert and find the grey Hulk sitting on his "throne".  They made a deal with the Hulk to destroy Spider-Man.  They began to fight and Spidey was just trying to keep him at bay.  Until he noticed that innocent lives were in danger and the Hulk was not going to stop until the job was done.  So, Spidey punched the Hulk so hard that he put Hulk into orbit.  But, being the character that Spidey is, he flew up and brought the big lug back to Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were many more adventures.  At one point, he fought the Tri-Sentinel created by Loki.  But it is hard to remember because I haven't picked those issues up in a long time.  All this happened when I was a little nerd...just starting out in my nerd quest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, that is what I remember about the cosmic Spidey era.  This is just from my memory banks and not looking up information nor going back through old issues to read up on it.  Granted that I did look up pics to put into this post but I believe the pics are nice visuals.  If there are those out there that could add and/or correct anything that I have posted, then feel free to post a comment.  Hope that answers or brings back any memories of the cosmic Spidey era, Cory.  Heh heh.  Well, that is enough dorkism for awhile...later all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34091564-116776461176544285?l=attackofanerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/feeds/116776461176544285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34091564&amp;postID=116776461176544285&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116776461176544285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116776461176544285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-have-been-commissioned.html' title='I have been commissioned.'/><author><name>Temporarily sane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15695461864712277818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34091564.post-116717660651773963</id><published>2006-12-26T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T15:43:26.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been awhile</title><content type='html'>Yes, I know it has been awhile since I have made a post. Get over it. Heh heh. It is the holiday season after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I hope everyone had a safe and joyous Christmas. If you were like me, then you spent most of the day on the couch in agony for eating too much. This has become a yearly thing for me. I don't look forward to the gift giving anymore. I want that food. I go to my family dinner, get a plateful of food, and proceed to gorge myself. It tastes so good at the time I just don't worry about what is going to happen. Then it hits me like a ton of bricks. I wind up on the couch for awhile just resting and let my food settle a bit. There is no avoiding it for me. Ahhhh..the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mikereeve.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/04/symbiote.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.mikereeve.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/04/symbiote.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while I was out on break, I stopped into a comic book store (shocker there I know). I went in to get some Spider-Man comics and found out a nice surprise. Marvel is going to have Spidey in his black costume starting in Feb. Yeah, I know, they are boosting both the movie and the comics at the same time with this but I don't care. I am happy that they are putting him in the black costume.  (Which is seen here).   The details as if it will be the alien costume or just a change in threads is still sketchy.  From what I have been reading, it's just going to be a black costume.  But I am hoping that it will be the alien costume.  That would be so great but I am not getting my hopes up.  Marvel has done some stupid things here in the past but are actually doing something worthwhile here lately.  And, I believe that this is one of them.  I am going to try and dig more up on this if I can.  And if there any other dorks out there that gets information on this, then feel free to post a comment about it.  Especially if you have proof that it is going to be the alien costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that is about all the time I have for today.  Again, hope everyone enjoyed their Christmas and have a safe holiday season.  And for some odd reason that I am not back at my computer before then...Have a safe yet exciting New Year's.  Later all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34091564-116717660651773963?l=attackofanerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/feeds/116717660651773963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34091564&amp;postID=116717660651773963&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116717660651773963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116717660651773963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-been-awhile.html' title='It&apos;s been awhile'/><author><name>Temporarily sane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15695461864712277818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34091564.post-116664434489451076</id><published>2006-12-20T11:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T11:52:24.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Fire Drink&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/rshvSIPN17g"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/rshvSIPN17g" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;lighter, $2&lt;br /&gt;bacardi 151, $30&lt;br /&gt;the ability to breath fire, priceless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34091564-116664434489451076?l=attackofanerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/feeds/116664434489451076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34091564&amp;postID=116664434489451076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116664434489451076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116664434489451076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/2006/12/fire-drink-lighter-2-bacardi-151-30.html' title=''/><author><name>Temporarily sane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15695461864712277818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34091564.post-116649700873416663</id><published>2006-12-18T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T18:56:48.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a look into my Id</title><content type='html'>I know..that is a scary thought.  An actual glimps into me brain.  But, I think this would make a decent post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I was talking with some friends and we got on the subject of dreams.  And with the conversation I had with them...my dreams are pretty messed up.  And they are all based on what I watch as I fall asleep.  Case in point, I recalled the dream I had when I watched Predator before passing out.  *Cut to dream*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at work as a quality control lab technician at a dairy plant.  I was running some tests on some products that are produced by the plant.  I happened to look up and see three lazer beams cross the lab and line up on a fellow coworkers forehead.  I pointed at her and yelled, "GET DOWN!"  Too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My view of the situation panned over, as if I was in an actual movie, to behind my fellow coworker.  I seen the inside of her head splatter across the lab table and equipment.  Then the "camera" came back to a first person view.  I turned toward the source of the 3 lazers.  A Predator was standing there.  He just turned off his cloaking device.  There was no way I was going to be able to defeat this opponet.  What was worse, I looked through the window out into the other sections of the plant and noticed more Predators running around causing havoc.  Yes, the dairy plant was under attack by these beasts.  I thought that nothing would stop them.  We were doomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a shining light came from another coworker who was tasting a gallon of 2% milk.  She went to let out a blood curdling scream and started jumping and shaking violently.  As she shook, the opened milk she had in hand went everywhere.  Some of it actually landing on the Predator that I was currently staring down.  The milk started burning through its skin and it began to scream.  I quickly grabbed another gallon of milk and proceeded to throw the milk onto the creature.  Success!  The milk ended up burning and melting the creature.  I quickly told everyone around to grab gallons of milk and start chucking at the aliens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a few casualties, we defended the dairy.  The last few Predators alive ran and took off in their ship.  They would think twice before messing with the dairy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*End dream*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know.  It's messed up and there are alot of holes in the dream.  I am a nerd so I know that Predators don't run...they would activate their bombs before running.  And that they can't be deafted by pouring milk on them.  That is were the joke comes in.  Just stating that fact so I don't get posts about at least those two aspects of my dream.  There are more but I will let you go over that if you wish.  At any rate, hope you survived this little trip into my world.  If not, all the better.  MUH HA HA HA HA!!!  Later bloggers.  (and non-bloggers.  Don't want to forget anyone :P)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34091564-116649700873416663?l=attackofanerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/feeds/116649700873416663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34091564&amp;postID=116649700873416663&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116649700873416663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116649700873416663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/2006/12/look-into-my-id.html' title='a look into my Id'/><author><name>Temporarily sane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15695461864712277818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34091564.post-116624839544019272</id><published>2006-12-15T16:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T21:53:20.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It takes a thief to catch a theif</title><content type='html'>Dear Cory Graham,&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to take this time to thank you sir.  I want to thank you for going to Ryan Tipton's myspace blog, stealing it and then I stole what you done to put it on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Warren Meadows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a little game that originated on Mr. Tipton's myspace blog entry.  Which was then stolen my Mr. Graham and then I took the liberty of stealing that and putting it on here.  Ok, so...this is the jest of it, I suppose.  I am to take the songs I have in my current library, throw them into windows media player, hit suffle and just line up the songs with the corresponding catagory (i.e. the first song with the first catagory, the second with the second, so on and so forth).  And after all is said and done, this will be your life's soundtrack if you had one.  Ok, so I have done said task and here we go I suppose.  This could get ugly...seeing as I have all kinds of music ranging from songs to theme music.  As in the famous words of Dr. Sam Beckett before he starts every new adventure, "Oh, boy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening Credits--Hello Darlin by Conway Twitty&lt;br /&gt;Ok.  Not a bad way to start off I suppose.  I guess this is suppose to be some sort of foreshadowing.  I have no idea.  But not a bad song to start off with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up--Figured You Out, Nickleback&lt;br /&gt;I guess I kinda know what is going on before I start my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of School--Theme song of the Oompa Loompas&lt;br /&gt;So, I bust into the school on the first day.  Short, oranged faced, green haired kid that keeps to himself.  But when someone does something wrong, I bust out into song and dance to let them know of their mistake and for them to change their ways.  And that they could live in happiness too.  The first sign of trying to help mankind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight song--I'll See You on the Other Side, Ozzy&lt;br /&gt;That's right...after the fight is said and done, I will see you on the other side.  Maybe not today, my friend, but soon.  I will keep fighting until I can no longer fight.  Then, that day, I will see you again..on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking Up--Transformers Theme Song&lt;br /&gt;Sorry baby, but I must go forth and fight the evil forces of the Deceptacons.  If that means I must let you go, then so be it.  The world is in danger and I must protect it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness--Crazy Bitch, Buckcherry&lt;br /&gt;'Nuff said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's Okay--Dani California, Red Hot Chili Peppers&lt;br /&gt;I will leave this for you own interpretation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving--Dragula, Rob Zombie&lt;br /&gt;You probably had the same reaction as I did on this one.  NO FRIGGIN' WAY.  This is getting scary.  I don't think any explanation is needed here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flashback--Truly Madly Deeply, Savage Garden&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am looking back to the happier days before the invasion of the Deceptacons.  If it wasn't for them, then I would not had to break up with my true love.  But sacrifices must be made for the greater good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting back together--Run Around, Blue's Traveler&lt;br /&gt;It is hard to get back with the one you love.  It's even harder when you are slowed down by getting the run around.  I have come back at long last.  The war seems to be over and I can finally settle down.  But, life must test me yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding--Shook Me All Night Long, AC/DC&lt;br /&gt;This is for the night of the wedding.  Finally, the evil forces are eradicated and the world is at peace.  Now that the war is over, I can be with the woman I love and marry her.  After the vows are said, then we are off on our honeymoon.  What a way to spend the first night together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birth of a Child--Wild Thing, Tone Loc&lt;br /&gt;I can tell at birth, that this child has fire in him.  He has a fighting spirit and doesn't know how to harness it.  He becomes reckless and I must try to teach him how to harness his energy and to use it wisely.  Eventually, he would make his old man proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Battle--Bad Moon, CCR&lt;br /&gt;A couple of poor decisions on my part leave me stranded and vulnerable.  The signs were there but I didn't take heed.  There was indeed a bad moon rising, trouble on the way.  It seems there were loyalists still alive from the war to act out their vengence thanks to Unicron.  He rebuilt part of the armada from the remains of some Deceptacons.  Again the war rages on, and it seems that I would pay the ultimate price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death Scene--Girls, Beastie Boys&lt;br /&gt;Um..ok..I guess as I take my final breaths all I think about is girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funeral Song--Man of Constant Sorrow, Soggy Bottom Boys&lt;br /&gt;This is crazy.  This is actually starting to creep me out.  After fighting all those battles, trying to keep the girl, raising a hellion..it's time to rest.  All my life has been filled with sorrow.  So, I bid farewell to old Kentucky, the place where I was born and raised.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I will meet you on God's golden shore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End Song--What It's Like, Everlast&lt;br /&gt;Not a bad way to sum up my life as a soundtrack.  You shouldn't judge the way I lead my life.  If I decide to fight giant evil robots then I will.  You don't know what it's like..so shut it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not a bad soundtrack.  Had a couple weird songs in there at a couple of moments.  But hey, that is my life...one disater after another..lol.  No, not really.  This was fun.  I might try it again later and laugh to myself when I reshuffle the tunes.  Well, I guess I will bid you a fond farewell and encourage you to try it yourself.  Remember, don't skip any songs and just go down the list.  It probably won't make any sense but hey that is the fun part.  There were a couple of songs that I wish popped in there but ah well.  And feel free to use this idea.  Just as long as you give me credit...HA HA HA HA!!  At any rate, I'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34091564-116624839544019272?l=attackofanerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/feeds/116624839544019272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34091564&amp;postID=116624839544019272&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116624839544019272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116624839544019272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/2006/12/it-takes-thief-to-catch-theif.html' title='It takes a thief to catch a theif'/><author><name>Temporarily sane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15695461864712277818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34091564.post-116588604077210889</id><published>2006-12-11T16:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T17:14:00.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Curious</title><content type='html'>I was watching the old tele the other day.  Well, ok, I watch it everyday, but that is not the point.  As I watched a program, the inevitable happens--commercials.  Sometimes they are funny and great to watch, but those type of commercials are few and far between.  At any rate, there was one commercial that caught my attention.  It was one of those Fruit of the Loom commercials.  And of course it had those fruit of the loom guys shown here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cba.unomaha.edu/faculty/rmorris/WEB/fruit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://cba.unomaha.edu/faculty/rmorris/WEB/fruit.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this is what is getting me.  You have the apple, purple grapes and the green grapes.  There is a forth guy there.  What in the world is he?  What type of fruit is he?  And why does he keep changing from brown to green back to brown then green and...well you get the idea.  If anyone could shed some light on the situation then I would be most grateful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warren...out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34091564-116588604077210889?l=attackofanerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/feeds/116588604077210889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34091564&amp;postID=116588604077210889&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116588604077210889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116588604077210889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/2006/12/just-curious.html' title='Just Curious'/><author><name>Temporarily sane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15695461864712277818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34091564.post-116560337847831372</id><published>2006-12-08T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T10:42:58.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;100 bucks if you don't Smile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/yis7DTXe03M"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/yis7DTXe03M" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;I found this video on youtube.  I have no idea why but it makes me chuckle everytime I see it.  Hope that you enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34091564-116560337847831372?l=attackofanerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/feeds/116560337847831372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34091564&amp;postID=116560337847831372&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116560337847831372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116560337847831372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/2006/12/100-bucks-if-you-dont-smile-i-found.html' title=''/><author><name>Temporarily sane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15695461864712277818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34091564.post-116541910821027103</id><published>2006-12-06T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T07:31:48.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another venting post...</title><content type='html'>This is the last blog that I am going to save from doom.  Because I believe myspace gets rid of blogs the more you post.  In other words, the oldest blog gets deleted when you post a new one.  That is my belief anyways.  I could be an idiot and they actually store it somewhere.  But at any rate, here is the blog I wanted to save.  It actually happened awhile back...in August I do believe.  I just thought it was a good blog entry and decided to save it and post it on here.  So, without further ado...here is the entry.  Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am sitting here at work doing some random tasks while a co-worker is listening to the radio.  She has it tuned into a political radio program.  They are currently talking about those people based in Kansas that go around to disrupt funerals of our men and women that have died in action.  They go around saying that these soldiers had it coming and deserved to die.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I am absolutely fed up with these people.  First thing first.  They claim that they have the freedom of speech and have the right to protest.  QUIT HIDING BEHIND THE ADMENDENTS!!!  Those admendments weren't added for you to cause chaos.  There is a time and place for everything.  If you want to protest the war in Iraq.  Go ahead.  If you disapprove of Bush and his administration, then go ahead and vent your thoughts.  That's what that admendment is for.  When you go into a funeral where all these people are crying and distraught over the death of a loved one and say that he/she deserved to die, that is going over the line my friend.  You should be drug out into the street and beat over the head with a baseball bat.  That's just not right.  If my mortal enemy died right now, I wouldn't go to his funeral and laugh and carry on.  I have enough respect for the people that was left behind not to do that.  These men and women gave up their life so that ours my be still intact.  And these are not just any men and women.  Oh no.  They are mothers, fathers, uncles, aunts, cousins, brothers, sisters, sons, daughters, etc.  They are our loved ones.  And there are people out there trying to distrupt that.  To me, that's on the same lines as terrorism.  Yes, I said it.  Terrorism.  They might not be using bombs, weapons, etc. but they are using words.  And sometimes, that can cut deeper than any knife.  What they are doing is so unpatriotic.  Where's that patriot act there Bush?  You have terriorist running amok in the US and they are not hiding...just behind the freedom of speech admendment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You may say that words cannot affect anybody.  Oh really.  Let's see a white guy go up to a group of black guys and say nigger.  I know that may offended some people right then but I am proving a point.  It's just a word right.  A six letter word.  That can't do any damage...right.  *Note: heavy sarcaism in those last couple of statments.*  Get my drift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know I am rambling here but I ticked off at these people so just bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The second point I would like to make is that these same people claim to be of the Christian faith.  Which means that they believe in God.  Ok, I believe in God, Jesus, Holy Spirit, angels, etc.  And I have read the Bible from time to time.  (I will be the first to admit that I am no ideal Christian.)  It is not my job to pass judgement on others.  That is left up to one being.  All I can do is try to live my life right and maybe bring some joy into other people's lives.  These "Christians" go around spreading chaos and hatred.  Now, the Jesus I know never preached about hatred.  He came here and preached about peace, love, charity and told us about salvation.  He didn't come here to condemn us.  That was God's gift for our salvation.  Now, I don't want to seem preachy here.  That is not what my intent here is.  This is point:  It's people like these so called christians that turn away others from the faith.  They look at them and don't want to be a christian cause they are better off not being one than being one and have to be a jerk to do so.  And there are those of my faith that wonder why people don't want to become a christian.  Hmmmm....well if you get off your high horse and quit treating people like animals, then you might see why.  Quit teaching damnation and hatred and go back to the teachings of Christ.  Don't let these psudo-christians turn you away.  Those people are insane.  The best way to learn about God is to read the New Testement in the Bible...in my honest opinion.  There are some good stories in the Old Testement but all this is for another blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, I know I rambled on there for awhile and I just had to get that out.  Those people just freaking anger me to no end.  And I hear they are on another tour around the country.  They should be treated like they were when they came to Kentucky.  We showed them some nice mountain hospitality.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34091564-116541910821027103?l=attackofanerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/feeds/116541910821027103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34091564&amp;postID=116541910821027103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116541910821027103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116541910821027103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/2006/12/another-venting-post.html' title='Another venting post...'/><author><name>Temporarily sane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15695461864712277818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34091564.post-116535310429045455</id><published>2006-12-05T13:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T13:11:44.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to play a game.</title><content type='html'>I got this idea awhile back while watching America's Got Talent.  As I watched this debacle of people selling themselves to the public, my mind began to wonder..as it tends to do from time to time.  My brain has a bad habit of associating one thing with another.  Case in point: The camera panned over to the judges and one of them happens to be THE HOFF.  Now, if you don't know who The Hoff is, then you need to go out, buy a tack hammer, and hit yourself in the head with it as a punishment.  If you know who he is, then you can continue without doing the previous step.  At any rate, my mind went from Hoff to Kit to a song that Hoff did, "Jump in my Car."  If you haven't seen or heard this song, shame on you.  Cause if I have to see it, then everyone should have to feel the same pain I went through.  Actually, it's somehow strangly entertaining.  Anyways, I sat through it and was dumbfounded cause who would actually like this.  Then 5 seconds later...ahhhh..the Germans.  Germans love the Hoff.  Now, this is where my idea comes in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to thinking about other countries and their celebrity fetishes.  For example, France and Jerry Lewis.  I tried to think what America's would be but couldn't pin point it down.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, here's the challenge.  What other countries can you think of that has a celebrity that they absolutly love?  (It can be any famous person: actors, singers, performers, music groups, etc.)  And just as an aside, are there any countries that they absolutly hate?  Good luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34091564-116535310429045455?l=attackofanerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/feeds/116535310429045455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34091564&amp;postID=116535310429045455&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116535310429045455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116535310429045455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-want-to-play-game.html' title='I want to play a game.'/><author><name>Temporarily sane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15695461864712277818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34091564.post-116524384490615497</id><published>2006-12-04T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T06:50:45.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good movie hunting</title><content type='html'>This actually happened a few months ago.  But, I just had to rescue it from the certain death.  If you have read this before, then tough read it again.  Ha ha.  Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, part of my day yesterday was spent in the big city of Lexington.  I went there to pick up a couple of items.  One of which being a movie collection, Akira Kurosawa.  I think it has like 4 DVDs of some of his work.  I had seen it in this one store which I will keep the name to myself. I will say this though, at this store you can get some good buys.  Some people would dare say you can get the best buy.  And that's all I am saying.  I didn't get it at the time but vowed to come back and get it.  I looked in the section that I had seen it before and it wasn't there.  Ok, so, someone else is a fan and had bought the collection.  No big deal, maybe there is another somewhere.  If not, I will just wait until the next one came in.  To ensure that I wasn't overlooking the item, I asked someone to look it up for me.  There was my mistake.&lt;br /&gt;I asked one person working the floor to look it up for me.  She returned my query with a blank stare.  I could tell the gears were churning but nothing.  I have locked this girl up with one simple question.  I knew she didn't have a clue.  Then I gave her a way out by suggesting that she might want to get someone that may know.  So, she ran to the first person that she saw.  She brings back this guy and right away I knew that my situation hadn't improved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clerk:  What were you looking for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Kurosawa collection.  I didn't see any and was just wondering if you had in stock or if you guys are just sold out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clerk:  Ahhh...yeah.  I can look that up for you.  Did you look in the right section first?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  *thinking--Yeah I looked in the romance and sci-fi section for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  *actual response*  Yeah, I checked the usual spots for it and where it was last.  (Being a jerk now)  Why don't you look in those sections and see if I overlooked it? *I knew he didn't know who Kurosawa was and didn't know where to look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clerk:  It might be easier to look it up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  *fighting back from laughing in his face* Alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He began his search on the computer.  Instead of putting Kurosawa's name in the director's field query, he put in the title field query.  So, the search returned anime films (and for those that don't now anime = japanese animation).  After clicking on a couple of items that were returned, he came up with this reponse:&lt;br /&gt;Clerk:  Sir, I don't see it in the computer.  So, we don't have it and may not carry that item anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came to this conclusion after searching for 20 seconds on his computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Ok, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to look to see if I overlooked it.  And it just made me mad.  I seen Jean Claude Van Damme movies (Kickboxer, Bloodsport) and glanced over and seen Tommy Lee Goes Back to School.  Ok, they have and carry these movies but don't carry Kurosawa movies.  Again, let me repeat this because it's worth repeating...they had Kickboxer, Bloodsport and Tommy Lee Goes to College.  C'MON!!  YOU HAVE TO BE FREAKIN' KIDDIN' ME!!  You are going to stand there and tell me you carry these movies but actual good movies you don't carry.  Ok, that's it.  I'm leaving.  *Note:  If you are reading this, critiquing my grammar, and see that I didn't underline those "movies", then I must inform you that I did that on purpose.  I don't consider those movies.  They're crap.  And you don't underline crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I will probably be going back to check in periodically to see if they have copies that come in.  Cause I refuse to believe that they don't carry that anymore.  It's a big chain and thus far I haven't been disappointed when finding a movie that isn't carried everywhere.  I will just chalk that up to an idiot worker that was being lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34091564-116524384490615497?l=attackofanerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/feeds/116524384490615497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34091564&amp;postID=116524384490615497&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116524384490615497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116524384490615497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/2006/12/good-movie-hunting.html' title='Good movie hunting'/><author><name>Temporarily sane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15695461864712277818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34091564.post-116490411680304103</id><published>2006-11-30T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T08:28:36.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What about Earl?</title><content type='html'>Hello all out there in blogger land.  I have decided to rescue some old blogs that I had in my myspace account.  It seems that the blogs disappear when you create new ones.  I am not being lazy, I just want to save them from total distruction.  They are good in my opinion, otherwise I wouldn't have put it down.  So, over the next couple of days, I will be posting these and they might be outdated but I want to save them anyhow.  But this one is a personal experience that I want to share.  Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how the human brain locks in certain memories and events and other things it purges.  For example, I can retain useless knowledge no problem.  Facts that will never help me in any way unless I get on a gameshow that all the questions pertain to such things.  But I would have to study my butt off for a test and sometimes forget answers on the test.  At any rate, this story came up because the old brain has this stored and filed.  Of course, members of my family have this locked and stored away as well.&lt;br /&gt;I was about 14 and we were on a family vacation.  We had rented a cabin in Tennessee.  The little caravan of people that went on this outing was Dad, my step-mom, aunt, my brother, my lil sis, grandparents and my cousin.  So, to say the least everyone listed (save for my sis) remembers this fateful day.  The only reason my sister doesn't know this is because she was too young to remember.&lt;br /&gt;It all started at lunch that day.  Dad had grilled some hamburgers for lunch.  And from what I remember they were dog gone good cause I had 2 or 3 of them.  Along with some baked beans and chips.  But I wasn't done there.  Grandma had opened up a watermelon.  I got me a slice and that was really good.  So, I got another slice, then another, then another.  Then Dad had to ruin everything by putting a curse on me, "Son, you are going to get sick eating all of that."&lt;br /&gt;Pfft.  Get sick?  Me?  Never.  I never got sick by eating too much.  I have a cast iron stomach.  At least I thought.&lt;br /&gt;We done a few activities that day.  We hit a few stores in Gatlinburg, played a few rounds of putt-putt golf and basically stayed out all day.  We returned to our base of operations and my stomach began to rumble.  I skipped dinner for I was still full.  Later on we finally bunked down to go to sleep.  That's when it hit.&lt;br /&gt;My stomach went to churning.  It felt like an alien was trying to bust out my gut.  Then my stomach did the sound that I didn't want to hear.  It was the warning sign that you are about to hurl.  If you ever had to hurl, you know that infamous sound.  It's like your stomach gurgles it's contents before it spits it out.&lt;br /&gt;I made a mad dash to the nearest bathroom.  Which would prove to be a tremendous feat.  I am half asleep and my brain had kicked in survival mode.  I was no longer control of my body.  It knew where that bathroom was however it ignored the fact that there were walls that I needed to get around.  I am trying to fight and hold back the leaking dam, so-to-speak.  And it being pitch black dark, I am half asleep, and me hitting every wall and every object along the way was not helping.  Then finally, like a shining alter, there was the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;Just as soon as I opened the toilet lid, here came the flood waters.  I hated the act of puking but then again it was making my stomach happy by purging the contents.  It went on for awhile and then finally stopped.  What a relief.  I cleaned up and washed that nasty taste out of my mouth.  Then I went back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;I awoke the next morning and did my morning routine (brush my teeth, get dressed, etc.).  Nothing was said about last night.  I thought for sure that I awoke everyone in the cabin but evidentally not.  Cause I know that Dad would surely have fun at my expense but no.  At least that was what it seemed.  Later on that day, Dad posed the questions, "What about Earl?Are you bringing Earl with you?"  Earl?  Who is this Earl?&lt;br /&gt;When I responded in that manner, Dad continued on, "Yeah, Earl.  You were talking to him all last night it seemed.  You kept yelling out Eeeaaaaarrrrllllll."&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh...there it is.  I knew Dad wouldn't let me down.  It wasn't "Son are you ok?" or "Have a rough night last night?".  Nope, we have to turn it into a joke.  Ah, well.  But I will have to admit if the roles were switched.  I would do the same so I can't really blame him.  After he made that comment, everyone started laughing.  So, indeed I did awake the household with my late night antics and Dad had already preped the family of the constant ribbing I was to recieve.  And of course, for the remainder of the day, that's all I heard about...Eeeeeaaaaarrrrrrrllllll.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34091564-116490411680304103?l=attackofanerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/feeds/116490411680304103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34091564&amp;postID=116490411680304103&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116490411680304103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116490411680304103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-about-earl.html' title='What about Earl?'/><author><name>Temporarily sane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15695461864712277818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34091564.post-116483547981545388</id><published>2006-11-29T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T13:24:44.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One does not equal an entire race.</title><content type='html'>Ok, I didn't want to do this but I have to.  I was going to leave the Kramer outburst alone.  But this thing is getting way out of control and I have to let out some steam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go any further, I want you to know that what Richard's said was uncalled for.  There was no need in it.  Yes, the guy may have been heckling him but he didn't have to go off like that.  I have been to comedy clubs and seen those comedians defuse hecklers and not go off like that.  Again, I do not support Richard's actions or what he said during his rant.  I don't want anyone reading this thinking I am defending Richards.  AGAIN, I AM NOT DEFENDING RICHARDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now that is out the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point I want to make here is the ripples that this is making.  Ok, so he said some hurtful things to the guy in the crowd.  So, it should be kept between the two.  But somehow this has drawn up a freaking race issue.  It has reverted back to whites hating blacks and vice versa.  Ok, cmon people.  One person does not speak for every one in that race.  I am sick and tired of things like this being blown out of whack.  Other people need to just stay out of this.  If the guy wants to press charges or whatever, then fine.  Let him do it.  But people like Sharpton coming in and Jamie Foxx claiming to beat up Richards is absolutely absurd.  I mean if Sharpton wants to help the guy that got yelled at, ok but does he have to get on national tv to do it.  Don't get me wrong, this situation is bad and needs to be dealt with but blowing it up is causing more havoc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to insue that all white people are racist is absurd.  To assume that about any race is absurd.  I am so sick of people playing their race card and of political correctness.  I am a firm believer of if you are born in America then you are an American.  I am tired of this Mexican-American, African-American, and so on and so forth.  The only way you should have a title like that is if you lived in another country then came over here and became a citizen.  So, if you were born and are a citzen of another country (let's say China) and then come over here to America and become a citizen then ok..you can have a title Chinese-American.  But if your keister was born here in America (like me) then you are an American.  The only group of people that can always have a title is the indians...Native American.  That is the only race of people that have a viable arguement of wanting to be called Native American.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't look at me like that.  Rolling them eyes.  I know what you are thinking.  "You are one of those stuck up whiteys that don't know what he's talking about."  Ok.  I am going to let you in on something.  I have traced my family roots.  I have family that comes from China, Native American, and some European countries.  I am a mutt and I am not ashamed of it.  So, would it be fair for me to call myself Chinese Native American?  NO!!!!!  I am an American.  I was born in America thus making me an American.  And would I be offended if someone called me chink, cracker, whatever.  No.  I don't let little names like that offend me.  Maybe it's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am rambling and going on forever.  This is just an issue that really gets to me.  It really gets to me that a guy can be undermine another from his race but when someone out of his race does the same thing then it's racist.  Like if I call another white person a cracker, then I shouldn't get mad if someone from another race to call me or anyone else a cracker.  Does anyone else see my point?  I am not trying to be racist here.  I don't believe in it.  I hate all people equally.  (And for those people reading this...that last comment was a joke.)  So, basically, what I been going on about is this.  One person doesn't speak for a group of people.  A single white, black, Republican, Democrat doesn't speak for the whole group.  See what I did there? Hopefully you did.  If not, then I am not going to explain it because you missed the whole point.  Leave the situation to where it's at and don't get race involved.  Yes, racial things were said and it is between two people...not two whole sides.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34091564-116483547981545388?l=attackofanerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/feeds/116483547981545388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34091564&amp;postID=116483547981545388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116483547981545388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116483547981545388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/2006/11/one-does-not-equal-entire-race.html' title='One does not equal an entire race.'/><author><name>Temporarily sane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15695461864712277818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34091564.post-116361765123130862</id><published>2006-11-15T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T11:07:31.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know about you....</title><content type='html'>...but I love and hate stupid people at the same time. Now, I know we all have our (as Carlos Mencia puts it) dee dee dee moments. There are times when we let go the notion of better judgement and our caveman intellegence comes out. For example, I seen a man dressed in a business suit with a wallstreet journal in hand touch a bench that had a sign on it that said wet paint. Ok, the sign said wet paint and was surprised to see that paint was on his hand after touching the bench. Now he looked like an intelligent man but a case of stupid just hit him and rendered his intelligence to almost nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have my stupid moments myself. I have done plenty of idiotic things in my life that are probably too numerous to mention. But there are those that are in that mode 24-7. These are the ones I absolutely can't stand. Now, you just don't have to do dumb stuff like you have seen on Jackass to be a complete moron. They do that stuff willingly and knowing (you assume) full well that the outcome will involve pain or disfigurement. Stupid people do it not knowing the outcome and have no idea why they done it. Most of these people can be found in politics. For example, let's take Dan Quail. You remember him right. He was the vice-president with the first George Bush. And let's take one of his more famous screw ups...the spelling of potato. He tried to correct an elementary student that had it spelled right. He put an "e" at the end of potato. Yes, it is funny at first but then you get to thinking. "What a darn minute here. He is the vice-president. How did that idiot get that high up in politics?" And it pisses you off.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, you have people like the one in the picture here that made a couple of poor choices to end up where they are at now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/drunk7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/320/drunk7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean look at the poor guy. He chose to drink...alot. He passed out and was around some great friends. Ok, now that is stupid. Stupid on the part of the friends...no. The guy passed out is stupid for one getting so sloshed that he was out during the whole painting ordeal and just being passed out around other drunks that will do stuff to you while you are passed out. Now this stupid is down right hilarious. I like stupid people like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or take this other one as another example. About the same situation. You drink so much you pass out and are completly oblivious to what is happening to you. However, this is by far more creative I think. Just for the pure fact you have to wait for this joke to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/drunk9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/320/drunk9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but stuff like that crack me up.  That is why I love and hate stupid people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34091564-116361765123130862?l=attackofanerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/feeds/116361765123130862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34091564&amp;postID=116361765123130862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116361765123130862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116361765123130862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-dont-know-about-you.html' title='I don&apos;t know about you....'/><author><name>Temporarily sane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15695461864712277818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34091564.post-116319990044360230</id><published>2006-11-10T14:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T15:05:00.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Public Service Announcement</title><content type='html'>The new Spidey 3 trailer is out.  And it is better than the teaser trailer.  I went into geek overload when I seen it.  You need to see it if you have not.  A good download of it is currently on ifilms.  Quit reading this and go there now.  Then come back and comment on how good it was.  For you are dead to me if you have not seen it.  GO NOW!!  Don't be dead to me.  Here just click the link...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ifilm.com/presents/spiderman3"&gt;http://www.ifilm.com/presents/spiderman3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There..now you have no excuse.   Later taters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34091564-116319990044360230?l=attackofanerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/feeds/116319990044360230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34091564&amp;postID=116319990044360230&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116319990044360230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116319990044360230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/2006/11/another-public-service-announcement.html' title='Another Public Service Announcement'/><author><name>Temporarily sane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15695461864712277818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34091564.post-116319889894566311</id><published>2006-11-10T14:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T14:55:57.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Public Service Announcement</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/sonofa.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/400/sonofa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;          (Click on the pic to view it.  I don't know why it's not visible.  Just click it already.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/sonofa.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/sonofa.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a public service announcement just in case you didn't know or wanted a better idea of a sonofabitch. It's an epidemic that must be stopped. Now that you know what to look for, it is your job to either stop it or laugh your butt off. The choice is yours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34091564-116319889894566311?l=attackofanerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/feeds/116319889894566311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34091564&amp;postID=116319889894566311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116319889894566311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116319889894566311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/2006/11/public-service-announcement.html' title='Public Service Announcement'/><author><name>Temporarily sane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15695461864712277818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34091564.post-116241182149906447</id><published>2006-11-01T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T19:24:58.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Timeout</title><content type='html'>Ok, here I go again on my little soapbox rant/speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me first say that I am not a John Kerry fan. I don't support the man and don't really like him. I was rooting for Dean and Edwards in the primary and it sickened me to find that Kerry got the Democratic nomination. Just to reinterate..I don't like John Kerry. But I will have to jump to his defense here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said something the other day that was, in essence, offensive. He tried to make a joke. I honestly believe he was trying to crack a joke but alas he is not a comedian or could ever attempt to be one. He is just dry and haggered in my opinion. But he stated along the lines of that if you work hard you can make it in this country but if you don't work hard you can be poor and join the military. Now that is not word for word...just a quick summary. I am sure if you look it up you can find his exact wording.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I agree that what he said he shouldn't have said. It might be offensive to some. But the news media is blowing it way out of proportions. Ok, maybe Kerry needs to appologize. But why is the media acting out in such a way? Maybe there is truth behind what he said? I think so. For years America's wars have been pretty much fought by the poor. In a way, Kerry just stated what Ozzy said while he was in Sabbath....Warpigs. If you don't believe me, then look up the lyrics. But I think people are also taking it that Kerry basically said if you are stupid then you join the army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there are people in the military that aren't poor. They joined up for one reason or another. But let me ask you this...how many senators or representatives in the U. S. government have family currently serving in Iraq? I believe the answer is ONE. And just ask yourself this question as well...where does the military send recruiters? To campuses like Harvard or Yale? Think about it and get back to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, having said all of this...I will restate that I don't like Kerry and don't agree with what Kerry said. I am only stating that there is some truth in the statement he made. Not as a whole mind you. But also, another big picture here is...with all the flak Kerry has been getting, where is the opposite to this? What I mean by this is, there are politicans that have said just as bad if not worse than what Kerry said. In his opening speech, press secretary snow (notice that I didn't capitalize the title nor the name...there is a reason for that) clearly said tar baby. I kid you not. I couldn't believe he said that. A man in that position saying something like that on tv. But did anyone hear about that? Not really. I heard about it on the Daily Show. That is why I like that show so much. If you are an ass, no matter your party affiliation, the Daily Show will show it. And not only did snow (again no capital "s"...yep) say the term once, but he repeated it a couple of times. And that didn't hit the mainstream. But our friends at Fox News were quick to jump onto Kerry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon Fox News..Fair and Balanced? Yeah right. Yet another reason why I watch the Daily Show...they are fair and balanced. They will make fun of anyone and actually brings things into the light that others are afraid to tackle. Not to mention John Stewert's clever wit is a definate must for this show. At any rate, the point is...yes maybe Kerry was wrong by saying that. I for one think so cause it did come off a little like he was downgrading the men and women in the military. However, I also believe he was trying to make a point and it came out wrong. This coming from someone that doesn't like Kerry. Also, if you are going to jump on Kerry and bring this out in the light...you better attack the others or at least don't blow stuff like this waaaaayyy out of proportion. Do the story and be done with it unless you are going to do the same to others. AND NOT CHANGE THE PARTY AFFILIATIONS FOX NEWS. Yeah I seen what you done with Foley. I am calling you out. But that is for a different blog I suppose. Right now, it's time for me to put away my soap box and call it quits for awhile. Until next time bloggers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34091564-116241182149906447?l=attackofanerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/feeds/116241182149906447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34091564&amp;postID=116241182149906447&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116241182149906447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116241182149906447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/2006/11/timeout.html' title='Timeout'/><author><name>Temporarily sane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15695461864712277818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34091564.post-116232531424509375</id><published>2006-10-31T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T12:08:34.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is here...well almost</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venomstatue.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/200/venomstatue.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venom2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/200/venom2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/200/venom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to a couple of sources, the new trailer for Spider-Man 3 is due out Nov. 17. Yes, that's right, it's really really close. The bad part is that it is going to be on the new Bond movie. I hate to pay for a movie just to see a trailer but I am a big enough dork to do that. I might just stay to watch the movie. At any rate, like I stated before, this trailer is suppose to show Venom in his entirety. I am hoping that Venom looks something like the pictures posted on this blog. And for those that aren't as a big of a dork like me, these are drawn by Todd McFarlane. Which in reports they used McFarlane's concept to create Venom in the movie. To Spidey fans, this means alot, to the rest, maybe not so much. But I did warn you people that I will be attacking you with Spidey posts. Thus far in the movies they have done a good job with sticking to the comics. So, this will show if they done a good job visually. It better have the giant while spider on the chest and back. But, from pics I have seen of Spider-Man in the suit...it won't.&lt;br /&gt;Until next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34091564-116232531424509375?l=attackofanerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/feeds/116232531424509375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34091564&amp;postID=116232531424509375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116232531424509375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/116232531424509375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/2006/10/it-is-herewell-almost.html' title='It is here...well almost'/><author><name>Temporarily sane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15695461864712277818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34091564.post-115851054207567351</id><published>2006-09-17T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T09:29:02.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A quick post</title><content type='html'>As some may know already, I am a Spider-Man fan.  I have been one ever since I was like 8 years old.  And I have loved the previous Spider-Man movies and loved how they done the villians in said movies.  But when the first one came out, I was hoping that it would do good.  This would mean more movies which in turn would mean more Spidey villians.  The villian I wanted to see from day one on the big screen is Venom.  So, to say the least I am excited about Spider-Man 3.  It will be interesting to see how they show the symbiote suit taking over Peter Parker and then combining with Eddie Brock to form Venom.   The only thing that scares me is that they are going to do Venom poorly.  I base this on my anticipation of seeing Venom and just being dissappointed.  However, I have new hope that makes me feel better about seeing Venom on the big screen.  &lt;a href="http://www.superherohype.com/news.php?id=4553"&gt;http://www.superherohype.com/news.php?id=4553&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This link tells about the new trailer coming out (which was shown at a comic con) later this year.  But, this puts my mind at ease a little cause they talk about how Venom looks.  And yes, I will bore you guys to death with Spider-Man 3 until it comes out in theaters.  MUH HA HA HA!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34091564-115851054207567351?l=attackofanerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/feeds/115851054207567351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34091564&amp;postID=115851054207567351&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/115851054207567351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/115851054207567351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/2006/09/quick-post.html' title='A quick post'/><author><name>Temporarily sane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15695461864712277818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34091564.post-115802796454488184</id><published>2006-09-11T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T19:26:04.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My debut in a softball leauge...part two</title><content type='html'>Ok, so the last I had left off was that I injured myself (which is not a new thing) and was traveling to get some professional help.  The adrenaline was wearing off and was hoping that the nearby doctors would make the pain go away.&lt;br /&gt;I staggered into the clinic.  The pain was really setting in.  Each step I took made it worse.  I went up to front desk to check in.  Now note that my sholder is below where it normally is.  And not slightly lower.  It looked like my arm was connect next to my ribs.  And this is basically how the conversation went between the receptionist and myself:&lt;br /&gt;Receptionist: Can I help you?&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Yeah, I need to see a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;R:  What is your problem?&lt;br /&gt;M:  (pause) Um...my sholder is dislocated.&lt;br /&gt;R:  Ok, I just need for you to fill out this paper work.&lt;br /&gt;M:  Could I just tell you my information?  I am right handed and can't use my arm at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;R:  Just fill it out the best you can.&lt;br /&gt;M:  Ooooookay&lt;br /&gt;R:  (gets on the phone to page available doctors)  Yes, we have a patient out here that thinks he dislocated his sholder.&lt;br /&gt;"Thinks"!!!!!  Look at my sholder!!!  Does this look normal to you?  Do you guys get people that have arms that grow out their sides?  What have I got myself into?&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, I was taken to the back about 5 minutes after entering the clinic.  They sat me down in a room and asked me a few questions.  They basically wanted to know how I dislocated my sholder, where I was at, when did it happen and stuff like that.  They also asked me how much pain I was feeling.  Now, at this point, I was feeling the full effect of the injury.  The adrenaline had wore off and I was trying not to concentrate on the pain.  I was trying to fight through and ignore it.  After I let them know that it freakin' hurt, they gave me some morphine.&lt;br /&gt;Now I sat there in that little room fighting the pain cause the morphine hadn't kicked in yet.  I did have some company there, my friend's wife had drove me to the clinic.  I think she tried her best to keep a conversation going to keep my mind occupied during the times the doctors weren't checking in on me.  About 45 minutes passed between when the nurses came in to quiz me and this nurse.&lt;br /&gt;She came by to let me know that we need to take some x-rays of your arm.  I wanted to punch that nurse after what she put me through.  She told me to climb up on the table and lay down.  The morphine still hadn't kicked in yet so I felt every bit of pain on every little movement.  Then she had me lift my arm and hold it.  And she was getting mad at me cause I wasn't going fast enough and holding it up long enough.  But we were finally through with that part.&lt;br /&gt;I went back into my little part of the torture chamber to wait.  And I waited for another hour before the doctor and another nurse came in to see me.  Note that the morphine still hadn't kicked in.  They were finally ready to pop my sholder back in.  FINALLY!  IT'S ABOUT TIME!&lt;br /&gt;The doctor went over the procedure with the nurse.  Um..so...she hasn't done this before.  Um..do I have a say in this?  She grabbed my arm to pull on it while the doctor put pressure on my sholder to pop it back in.  As the doctor was giving her instructions, she kept lifting my arm up and down and tugging on it a little.  I think she quit when I looked up at her with an evil look.  That was not a good feeling when someone tugs and pulls on a dislocated sholder.  After the game plan had been settled, they did the deed.  Through a burst of pain, the sholder was in.  And it finally felt good after 2 hours of discomfort.&lt;br /&gt;We met the guys back at the softball field and the game was just finishing up.  After seeing that I was alright, they started making fun of me.  Ahhhh, friends.  We started home.  I don't remember much on the way home because the morphine final kicked in and I passed out.&lt;br /&gt;All this trouble and pain for a few fleeting seconds of glory in the first inning of the first game of the first season of softball.  Knowing what I know now, would I do it again?  Probably.  I would probably punch a few people with me good arm.  That would be about the only change.  Until next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34091564-115802796454488184?l=attackofanerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/feeds/115802796454488184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34091564&amp;postID=115802796454488184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/115802796454488184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/115802796454488184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-debut-in-softball-leaugepart-two.html' title='My debut in a softball leauge...part two'/><author><name>Temporarily sane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15695461864712277818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34091564.post-115793235176668558</id><published>2006-09-10T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T16:52:31.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pardon the Interuption</title><content type='html'>I will get back to part 2 of my story...but I seen a couple of things I seen that I must address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, first off. I would like to say Stephen Colbert is one of the funniest people alive. I try to always catch the Colbert Report. (It's a great show if you haven't heard of it.) And on this show he is always doing different segments that go off on a tangent. The one currently that he is doing is that he filmed himself against a green screen fighting imaginary monsters with a plastic lightsaber and allowing others to add their own background. The theme is that he wants to fight space monsters. The first one that he aired that someone else fixed was hilarious. Ah heck, here you go..just watch it... &lt;a href="http://www.colbertnation.com"&gt;www.colbertnation.com&lt;/a&gt;. It's right there on the homepage...check out the one done by weirdhat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright..the other thing I must talk about. Hang on..need to get out my soapbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eyeonsoaps.com/GH/soapbox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.eyeonsoaps.com/GH/soapbox.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, there we go.  Once I have my soap box out, it means it's time for a mad rant.  This will be the first of many no doubt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You might be asking who or what is it that made me drag out the old soap box?  None other that your friend and mine...Geraldo Rivera.  Yes, the waste of space is at it again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was channel surfing the other night and saw something flash at the bottom of the screen.  I seen a headline saying somthing about Steve Irwin.  So, I had to stop and unfortuantely it was on FoxNews.  And just to make things even worse it was on The O'Reilly Factor.  Yes, yes...I know.  I am only human and I do make mistakes from time to time...and this was a huge one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Geraldo was talking about Mr. Irwin and his untimely death.  Now, he was already in an interview with Bill O'Reilly, so I missed the first part of what Geraldo was saying.  But I basically caught Geraldo saying it that Irwin had it coming to him.  Now, he didn't come out and say that directly, but that is what it felt like to me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He was saying that if you stay around man-eaters then one of these days they will eat a man.  And he also had the nerve of saying that Steve Irwin shouldn't have been swimming that close to the sting ray and couldn't understand why Steve Irwin could do the stuff he done when he had kids at home.  And of course, Geraldo had to build himself up by showing everyone that he's been around dangerous animals and he is perfectly fine.   And he also showed a picture of him being near a tiger.  Hey, wait..what's that in the backgroud?  Does that look a cage?  You mean to tell me that the almighty Geraldo is near a dangerous animal in a controlled environment and animal trainers/specialists near him.  Yeah, Geraldo being around dangerous animals in a controlled enviroment (zoo, shelters, etc.) is the same as Irwin being out in the wilderness--in the animals home.  Shut up Geraldo.  Someone needs to punch you in the nose again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Steve Irwin was a great man.  What we seen on the television was Irwin's job.  Heck, the man found a new species of turtle and it was named after him.  He ran a zoo and was very knowledgeable of his profession.  What happened to Irwin was a freak accident.  Yes, he put himself into danger all the time.  But don't we do the same when we get behind the wheel of a car?  Wait a minute Warren, being around dangerous animals and driving a car is not the same thing.  YES IT IS!!!  Operating a vechicle when you don't know what you are doing behind the wheel of a car is just as dangerous.  That is just one of the normal things that people do everyday.  But what Steve done was as normal to him as us driving a vehicle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And what has Geraldo done in the past few years that were great.  Take your time.  I will be right here...........anything yet...No?.......ok i will give you another minute.........Anything?  Exactly.  The only good thing that he has done was get popped in the nose.  Oh, and how can I forget about him giving away the position and plans of our troops in the middle east.  Great job Geraldo.  Hey Geraldo, go make fun of some Scottsmen for wearing their kilts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34091564-115793235176668558?l=attackofanerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/feeds/115793235176668558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34091564&amp;postID=115793235176668558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/115793235176668558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/115793235176668558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/2006/09/pardon-interuption.html' title='Pardon the Interuption'/><author><name>Temporarily sane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15695461864712277818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34091564.post-115776892873876303</id><published>2006-09-08T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T19:28:48.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My glorious debut in a men's softball leauge...part uno</title><content type='html'>I sat here and tried to think of a good opening blog.  I have published this blog before but I thought it was good to start out with.  I have broken into two parts as to not have you reading this for about an hour.  Plus, it's a good two part series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any rate, I thought I would talk about exactly what the title says.  This was my first time in playing in a serious men's leauge softball league.  I have played in church leagues, mixed leagues, and played some baseball (little league, babe ruth, etc.).  So, in other words, I am not new to the game.  And throughout my career in this sport, I had gone through some bumps and bruises and put my body on the line numerous times.  And I came out of every game walking on my own and able to play the next day.  I was virtual invincible but there are those moments in your life that will bring you back down to earth and remind you that you are only human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a beautiful day at the park...a perfect day for playing softball.  We gathered the team up and made out the roster and batting order.  I don't have alot of power...ok I don't have any power...but I do have speed.  I take pride in that.  If I get a hard hit ground ball down third base line, the third baseman has to make one heck of a play to get me out.  So, with that in mind, I was put in the lead off batter position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get up to bat, remember I am in the lead off position.  So, this the first batter for our team of the first inning.  I let a couple of pitches go by...one ball one strike.  I was basically trying to get the timing down in my head of the ball and learning when to swing the bat.  Then there it was, the pitch I was looking for.  The softball came in the way I wanted and I acted on it.  PING!!  Crap...I topped it.  Which causes a topspin on the ball, thus causing the ball to immediately go to the ground and was traveling towards third base...most call this type of hit a worm burner.  At any rate, the ball was traveling in a bad place...right to the third baseman.  Well, I am going to make him rush his throw by busting my butt to first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUCCESS!!!  I made the fielder rush his throw and he threw it in the dirt.  (But I believe that I had the throw beat out anyways.)  Well, the ball went past the first baseman.  Big mistake, especially when I am on the base pads.  So, I ran towards second.  I was going to make them pay for their mistake.  As I barrelled toward second, I heard my teammates yell, "HIT THE DIRT!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard this yelled across the field and my body reacted to the statement.  I made a leap and slid into second base head first.  Now, I have done this slide many of times before.  I love sliding head first.  I never did like sliding feet first unless I was trying to take out the second baseman to destroy the double play attempt.  Or if I was sliding into home plate...there is no way I am sliding into someone that has full catcher's gear on.  That's why my body took over.  It knew to slide before me telling it to.  And it felt natural to do so.  I beat the throw and the tag.  But this time, something happened..something I didn't account for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually when I slide into the bag, it gives a little.  This time it didn't.  The bag was concreted into the ground.  So, the only thing that gave was my body.  I knew I was hurt.  But, it really didn't feel any different than any other time I hurt myself.  I laid on the ground for a minute to collect my thoughts.  I began to pick myself back up and put weight on my right sholder.  Big mistake.  Pain shot through my arm.  I immediately shifted my weight.  And then when I was back upright, I looked down at my arm.  My shoulder was not where it was supposed to be..it was a couple of inches lower than where it was supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked over to one of my teammates...looking for some help.  I really didn't know how bad it really was until I looked into the eyes of one of my teammates.  I knew it was bad.  I asked him to try to pop my sholder back in.  He just pointed at someone in the crowd.  This is just great.  The first play, of the first inning...of the first game of the season and I dislocated my sholder.  Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hobbled off the field but the pain hadn't really set in.  I could feel it throbbing...shock hadn't wore off yet.  And let me tell you, when that shock and adrenaline wears off...you know it.  But now I had to get to a doctor.  The problem was--I wouldn't be able to drive.  So,  a friend's wife drove me to the nearest clinic.  Now, if I knew what would take place, then I would have went somewhere else.  I would have drove myself to a hospital a couple of hours away before setting foot in that place.  But that will have to wait until next time.  Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34091564-115776892873876303?l=attackofanerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/feeds/115776892873876303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34091564&amp;postID=115776892873876303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/115776892873876303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/115776892873876303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-glorious-debut-in-mens-softball.html' title='My glorious debut in a men&apos;s softball leauge...part uno'/><author><name>Temporarily sane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15695461864712277818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34091564.post-115775699479887278</id><published>2006-09-08T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T16:09:54.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Woot..first post</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone out there in blogger land.   Wow, it is vast out there.  As you can see by my title, or maybe not, I am indeed a dork, nerd, idiot, whatever.  So, as of right now, my little piece of the web is kinda bland for my tastes.  Hopefully, I can alter it to my likings.  Just bear with me until then.  Well, I hope you will get as much enjoyment out of my future posts as I will have writing them.  Most will be more than likely be stories of my sad little life.  But, the events in my life happen for a reason.  Probably to entertain those around me.  Ah, well.  At any rate, hope you enjoy and I will get back to this place on a fairly regular basis....well try to at least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34091564-115775699479887278?l=attackofanerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/feeds/115775699479887278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34091564&amp;postID=115775699479887278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/115775699479887278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34091564/posts/default/115775699479887278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://attackofanerd.blogspot.com/2006/09/wootfirst-post.html' title='Woot..first post'/><author><name>Temporarily sane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15695461864712277818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1621/3752/1600/venom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
