<?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-2133138758893323002</id><updated>2011-12-18T23:16:46.981-05:00</updated><category term='bonerz'/><category term='interview'/><category term='gladiators'/><category term='ohallaron'/><category term='it&apos;s gay too'/><category term='Barack'/><category term='DMX'/><category term='the worst'/><category term='suckers'/><category term='carnival'/><category term='hillary clinton'/><category term='tommy will be pouring concrete all day with mexican smokers'/><category term='cornhole'/><category term='steroids'/><category term='Obama'/><category term='john'/><category term='worst'/><category term='tv'/><category term='rap'/><category term='clinton'/><category term='toast'/><category term='WAMO'/><category term='whirlwind'/><category term='hillary'/><title type='text'>The Pong Night Diaries</title><subtitle type='html'>A sweet blog by sweet dudes. And Bird.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Johnny Barleycorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16501611087593137690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DgoM6qfIU5c/R46ulsfMUwI/AAAAAAAAARU/HujICERd1nA/S220/fbc.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-2309117323623217371</id><published>2010-05-10T23:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T23:11:11.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Call for Boo Boo</title><content type='html'>Wouldn't do it unless it was urgent...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'MON &lt;a href="http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2009/06/phone-shots.html"&gt;BOO BOO&lt;/a&gt; WE NEED YOU SON! TAKE THE ICE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-2309117323623217371?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2309117323623217371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2010/05/call-for-boo-boo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/2309117323623217371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/2309117323623217371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2010/05/call-for-boo-boo.html' title='Call for Boo Boo'/><author><name>Tommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-1631579854778551187</id><published>2010-01-27T01:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T01:52:28.182-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW BOUT DEM GUINS?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/V7EGPSgsGTY' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/V7EGPSgsGTY'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The power play is finally clicking consistently  The penalty kills has been epic.  As you know, the playoffs are rapidly approaching. Get fucking pumped.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-1631579854778551187?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1631579854778551187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-bout-dem-guins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/1631579854778551187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/1631579854778551187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-bout-dem-guins.html' title='HOW BOUT DEM GUINS?'/><author><name>Jagoff Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00534272228459133129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-2507404947191977934</id><published>2010-01-11T02:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T02:55:14.577-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let There Be Horns</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/XVM4glts9FM' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/XVM4glts9FM'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-2507404947191977934?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2507404947191977934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2010/01/let-there-be-horns.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/2507404947191977934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/2507404947191977934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2010/01/let-there-be-horns.html' title='Let There Be Horns'/><author><name>Jagoff Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00534272228459133129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-4622569814930688262</id><published>2009-11-10T23:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T23:15:38.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where in the world is Jakey Andydiego?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WUZzcn1zb3w/Svo5gLqQ2BI/AAAAAAAAANs/LLcPA-1E-Qg/s1600-h/demboys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WUZzcn1zb3w/Svo5gLqQ2BI/AAAAAAAAANs/LLcPA-1E-Qg/s400/demboys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402693928032983058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;can you spot the sexy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-4622569814930688262?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4622569814930688262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2009/11/where-in-world-is-jakey-andydeigo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/4622569814930688262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/4622569814930688262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2009/11/where-in-world-is-jakey-andydeigo.html' title='Where in the world is Jakey Andydiego?'/><author><name>Jagoff Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00534272228459133129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WUZzcn1zb3w/Svo5gLqQ2BI/AAAAAAAAANs/LLcPA-1E-Qg/s72-c/demboys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-4271267682951946084</id><published>2009-10-19T00:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T00:50:08.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the jam.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/dLHjKgQt39s" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/dLHjKgQt39s" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;from an album i highly suggest you give a listen to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-4271267682951946084?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4271267682951946084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2009/10/jam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/4271267682951946084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/4271267682951946084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2009/10/jam.html' title='the jam.'/><author><name>Jagoff Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00534272228459133129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-8769893083555100422</id><published>2009-09-16T09:53:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T09:55:28.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'>For Real.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://imgur.com/zm2DD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 302px;" src="http://imgur.com/zm2DD.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://imgur.com/zm2DD.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-8769893083555100422?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8769893083555100422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2009/09/for-real.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/8769893083555100422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/8769893083555100422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2009/09/for-real.html' title='For Real.'/><author><name>Jagoff Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00534272228459133129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-4902049255760137378</id><published>2009-08-05T22:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T22:52:08.124-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="216" width="384"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.nfl.com/static/site/flash/video/player.swf?contentId=09000d5d811575aa"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" src="http://static.nfl.com/static/site/flash/video/player.swf?contentId=09000d5d811575aa" height="216" width="384"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.  steeler season started.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-4902049255760137378?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4902049255760137378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/4902049255760137378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/4902049255760137378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Jagoff Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00534272228459133129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-7352310132587346091</id><published>2009-07-08T03:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T03:33:01.514-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bisping's Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/FKx6_K5MgxE' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/FKx6_K5MgxE'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Incredible.  Saturday will be epic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-7352310132587346091?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7352310132587346091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2009/07/bisping-island.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/7352310132587346091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/7352310132587346091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2009/07/bisping-island.html' title='Bisping&amp;#39;s Island'/><author><name>Jagoff Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00534272228459133129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-4422233033245526750</id><published>2009-06-06T23:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T23:12:31.618-04:00</updated><title type='text'>GAME 6</title><content type='html'>BOO BOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE NEED YOU &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/people/Boo-Jenkins/550869438"&gt;BOO BOO&lt;/a&gt;!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-4422233033245526750?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4422233033245526750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2009/06/game-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/4422233033245526750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/4422233033245526750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2009/06/game-6.html' title='GAME 6'/><author><name>Tommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-1539226628478567575</id><published>2009-06-05T13:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T13:07:08.745-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Phone Shots</title><content type='html'>Jamo: "Joe who's your favorite penguin??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey: "Uhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo Boo Jenkins."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-1539226628478567575?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1539226628478567575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2009/06/phone-shots.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/1539226628478567575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/1539226628478567575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2009/06/phone-shots.html' title='Phone Shots'/><author><name>Tommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-8746884053152537391</id><published>2009-05-03T12:51:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T13:28:59.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>America's Team?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a.espncdn.com/photo/2009/0502/nfl_a_cowboys1_sw_600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 410px; height: 273px;" src="http://a.espncdn.com/photo/2009/0502/nfl_a_cowboys1_sw_600.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dallas Cowboys are widely considered America's Team.  After their practice facility collapsed Saturday afternoon one thing is apparent, they're definitely not God's team.  Mr. I Run Shit Jerry Jones just poured 1.3 billion into state of the art sports arena.  After all spending all that money it seems he could only fork over to build a glorified tent at Valley Ranch.  This thing collapsed in 65 mph winds, my lo mein fueled farts hold up better under those conditions.  If God exist he clearly hates the Cowboys.  I don't think he's responsible for guiding Romo's pass into Deshea's arms in week 14.  The only pressure situation that guy performs well under is an ever ballooning Jessica Simpson.  However it did take miracle for Holmes to put two feet down to seal a sixth Super Bowl.  Someone is clearly playing favorites and I'm sure as shit glad he's rooting for my team.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-8746884053152537391?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8746884053152537391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2009/05/americas-team.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/8746884053152537391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/8746884053152537391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2009/05/americas-team.html' title='America&apos;s Team?'/><author><name>Jagoff Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00534272228459133129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-3025401238561369245</id><published>2009-04-25T19:48:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T20:02:22.383-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CROSBY SUCKS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img21.imageshack.us/img21/4900/peireemcguire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 336px; height: 421px;" src="http://img21.imageshack.us/img21/4900/peireemcguire.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incredible.  Pens Win.  Steelers resign Hines so he can retire a Steeler.  However with all this sunshine there has to be one dark cloud.  With the 32 overall pick the Stillers got Evander Hood out of Mizzou.  The jagoff Browns traded back and took Alex Mack from Cal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n3/n15626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 470px;" src="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n3/n15626.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'd look way hotter in a Steeler uni.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-3025401238561369245?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3025401238561369245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2009/04/crosby-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/3025401238561369245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/3025401238561369245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2009/04/crosby-sucks.html' title='CROSBY SUCKS!'/><author><name>Jagoff Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00534272228459133129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-2547172963024245858</id><published>2009-02-26T01:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T01:56:20.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Query</title><content type='html'>Does a protein drink (muscle milk), tater tots (ranch + ketchup), and carrots count as dinner?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-2547172963024245858?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2547172963024245858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2009/02/query.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/2547172963024245858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/2547172963024245858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2009/02/query.html' title='Query'/><author><name>Tommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-3253562354678694026</id><published>2009-01-20T13:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T13:26:49.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Striking Resemblance!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/SXYW5ab5MvI/AAAAAAAAAII/bSZuuJd6au8/s1600-h/jeff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/SXYW5ab5MvI/AAAAAAAAAII/bSZuuJd6au8/s320/jeff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293443587625267954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve seen a lot of spinals Dude, and this guy’s a fake... a fucking goldbricker!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/SXYW5S7vfvI/AAAAAAAAAIA/84aL7vMBAnQ/s1600-h/dick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/SXYW5S7vfvI/AAAAAAAAAIA/84aL7vMBAnQ/s320/dick.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293443585611366130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-3253562354678694026?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3253562354678694026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2009/01/striking-resemblance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/3253562354678694026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/3253562354678694026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2009/01/striking-resemblance.html' title='A Striking Resemblance!'/><author><name>Skizzler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226215542112479915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/R7E0KauwB8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mN0MRA7XaSI/S220/oldprospector.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/SXYW5ab5MvI/AAAAAAAAAII/bSZuuJd6au8/s72-c/jeff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-6326059853586550743</id><published>2009-01-12T01:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T01:26:23.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Game... TO BE REMEMBERED!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maO0VnvjIAg/SWrihXEklUI/AAAAAAAAAw0/FWBU_9wn63o/s1600-h/davenandy"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maO0VnvjIAg/SWrihXEklUI/AAAAAAAAAw0/FWBU_9wn63o/s400/davenandy" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290289775056819522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-6326059853586550743?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6326059853586550743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2009/01/game-to-be-remembered.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/6326059853586550743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/6326059853586550743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2009/01/game-to-be-remembered.html' title='A Game... TO BE REMEMBERED!!!'/><author><name>Tommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maO0VnvjIAg/SWrihXEklUI/AAAAAAAAAw0/FWBU_9wn63o/s72-c/davenandy' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-7786434645599899306</id><published>2008-12-28T13:16:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T13:27:54.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird bars</title><content type='html'>In case anyone still reads this....when I saw this, I immediately thought of PND:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284909266579025026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F9gE4lUw_20/SVfE-jCc7II/AAAAAAAAAp0/iAmOF1R-ynM/s320/z1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Can you read what this restaurant is called? Lame alert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284907231810430578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F9gE4lUw_20/SVfDIG70JnI/AAAAAAAAAps/2UsjF0Y5-PY/s320/z2.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This isn't a bar. They tricked me good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's plenty of places like this. I'll keep taking photos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-7786434645599899306?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7786434645599899306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/12/weird-bars.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/7786434645599899306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/7786434645599899306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/12/weird-bars.html' title='Weird bars'/><author><name>Evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07135343465634837477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F9gE4lUw_20/SVfE-jCc7II/AAAAAAAAAp0/iAmOF1R-ynM/s72-c/z1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-5102157161383537674</id><published>2008-12-06T21:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T22:00:02.184-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Balls On Ya</title><content type='html'>Joe posted the ParryGrip stuff on his blog, but I felt I needed to post up this one as it is a true guffawer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4lCotjd3pR8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4lCotjd3pR8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-5102157161383537674?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5102157161383537674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/12/balls-on-ya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/5102157161383537674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/5102157161383537674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/12/balls-on-ya.html' title='Balls On Ya'/><author><name>Tommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-3658228480717476398</id><published>2008-11-20T16:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T16:37:52.144-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm convinced they're not fake.</title><content type='html'>If you thought &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xsunderground.com/thechilde/"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was bad, you're in for a treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.craigslist.org/about/best/tor/881177993.html"&gt;canadians on craigslist!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-3658228480717476398?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3658228480717476398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-convinced-theyre-not-fake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/3658228480717476398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/3658228480717476398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-convinced-theyre-not-fake.html' title='I&apos;m convinced they&apos;re not fake.'/><author><name>Skizzler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226215542112479915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/R7E0KauwB8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mN0MRA7XaSI/S220/oldprospector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-1081377468286249459</id><published>2008-10-29T20:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T20:30:55.218-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Effective!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.vgcats.com/super/images/080607.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 627px;" src="http://www.vgcats.com/super/images/080607.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah.  Check out more at &lt;a href="http://www.vgcats.com/super/?strip_id=0"&gt;http://www.vgcats.com/super/?strip_id=0&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-1081377468286249459?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1081377468286249459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/10/super-effective.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/1081377468286249459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/1081377468286249459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/10/super-effective.html' title='Super Effective!'/><author><name>Tommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-2524938821440845108</id><published>2008-10-18T18:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T18:35:44.746-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it&apos;s gay too'/><title type='text'>Hey guys, it's just hitting its stride!</title><content type='html'>On Kanye's new album, from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/808s_%26_Heartbreak"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The entire album is sung by West with the aid of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Auto-Tune" title="Auto-Tune"&gt;Auto-Tune&lt;/a&gt;, aside from one verse by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Young_Jeezy" title="Young Jeezy"&gt;Young Jeezy&lt;/a&gt; and a duet with &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lil_Wayne" title="Lil Wayne"&gt;Lil Wayne&lt;/a&gt;. West has stated that he loves using Auto-Tune and is dismayed that the term has been commonly associated with being "wack". He considers the technology "the funnest thing to use." West compared the situation to when he was a child and thought the color &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pink" title="Pink"&gt;pink&lt;/a&gt; was cool until someone told him "it was &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gay" title="Gay"&gt;gay&lt;/a&gt;." He went on to state how the views of society can rob a person of his or her confidence and self-esteem.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Ughhhh.  Shoot me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-2524938821440845108?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2524938821440845108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-guys-its-just-hitting-its-stride.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/2524938821440845108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/2524938821440845108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-guys-its-just-hitting-its-stride.html' title='Hey guys, it&apos;s just hitting its stride!'/><author><name>Tommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-7941108690843636072</id><published>2008-09-30T02:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T02:35:04.508-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Pokemon News</title><content type='html'>Keeping up to date!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vYqQtS75TIY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vYqQtS75TIY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kablam!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-7941108690843636072?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7941108690843636072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-pokemon-news.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/7941108690843636072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/7941108690843636072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-pokemon-news.html' title='New Pokemon News'/><author><name>Tommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-2790840407526066686</id><published>2008-09-05T17:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T17:18:19.492-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Worst #3: Teaching Gays A Lesson</title><content type='html'>Worst/Best/Worst again:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dispatch.com/wwwexportcontent/sites/dispatch/images/sep/0904_CHURCHSIGN_mn_09-04-08_B1_CBB7ML8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://dispatch.com/wwwexportcontent/sites/dispatch/images/sep/0904_CHURCHSIGN_mn_09-04-08_B1_CBB7ML8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Best again.  Let's just stick to something we can &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MR5xv3pt7KI"&gt;all agree on&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-2790840407526066686?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2790840407526066686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/09/worst-3-teaching-gays-lesson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/2790840407526066686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/2790840407526066686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/09/worst-3-teaching-gays-lesson.html' title='The Worst #3: Teaching Gays A Lesson'/><author><name>Tommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-5048105003281571000</id><published>2008-08-19T23:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T23:23:27.308-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Overheard Wherever I Was</title><content type='html'>Black Track Girl#1: Oh y'all remember Shareese?&lt;br /&gt;Black Track Girl#2: Yeah.  What's up?&lt;br /&gt;Black Track Girl#1: She got married last weekend!&lt;br /&gt;Black Track Girl#2: Ah for real?  Wait... wasn't she with that gangsta?&lt;br /&gt;Black Track Girl#1: Yeah he went to jail today.  Shareese is a prison wife!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard at: UC Berkeley Gym&lt;br /&gt;Duder: T Bone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-5048105003281571000?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5048105003281571000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/08/overheard-wherever-i-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/5048105003281571000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/5048105003281571000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/08/overheard-wherever-i-was.html' title='Overheard Wherever I Was'/><author><name>Tommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-523788471302441381</id><published>2008-08-05T00:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T00:16:46.934-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Open Your Minds</title><content type='html'>PND has been consistent from the start with our strong support of McCain with fine, fine youtube &lt;a href="http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/get-your-umbrellas.html"&gt;bitches&lt;/a&gt;.  But let's just give you some apple turnover with that coffee cake to seal the deal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GAR4POPPywo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GAR4POPPywo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-523788471302441381?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/523788471302441381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/08/open-your-minds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/523788471302441381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/523788471302441381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/08/open-your-minds.html' title='Open Your Minds'/><author><name>Tommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-1984010259176868493</id><published>2008-07-25T17:15:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T13:43:05.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Get Critical</title><content type='html'>Since Nas' new album dropped (The "N" Word, Untitled, Doodiebin... anything you want to call it!) and Andy is once again splooging, I decided to check up on the album details and producers.   Sure enough, the sick beat on Hero was produced by Polow Da Don.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e40/HipHopPublicist/PolowDaDon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e40/HipHopPublicist/PolowDaDon.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is the Hero beat prime material for a "My Aphrodite II"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So I've actually been keeping an eye on this dude ever since Fergie's solo album.  I'm not lying, I thought "London Bridge" was a great song, and not-so-secretly danced my ass off to it in Australian bars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NcOdVbUcwWM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NcOdVbUcwWM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It rocks, and he also produced that hit "fabulous" where Fergie took a big ol' conceited dump on that beat.  The next time I saw him surface was on Rich Boy's album, and Rich Boy sucks.  But Polow made him look awesome, and Pichfork went on to give Polow a big sloppy bj as they celebrated the album as Polow's coming out party.  I meanwhile probably ruined the best beat of the album for everyone by making it my ringtone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I0Z6s7iNvAo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I0Z6s7iNvAo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So he's a total duder.  Right?  Well check this shit out, and decide for yourself!  That recent Usher hit "Love in This Club" is a sweet beat by my standards...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0CYinn5wH10&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0CYinn5wH10&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So what the fuck do I think about this?  Some joker who looks like he's headed to a Kwiatkowski family reunion remakes the beat in 2 seconds?  From premade Mac stuff??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NVHvnpoVTGY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NVHvnpoVTGY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I still think Polow's a duder, because I would've never thought to combine that shit on Garage Band.  And that's the difference between me and a million dollar producer.  Either way, this post is bound to incite some searing hot comments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-1984010259176868493?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1984010259176868493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/07/lets-get-critical.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/1984010259176868493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/1984010259176868493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/07/lets-get-critical.html' title='Let&apos;s Get Critical'/><author><name>Tommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-3149682252604492260</id><published>2008-07-12T12:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T01:26:44.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Know a Pokemon: Vol. 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/SHkqUpRSNWI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-Xynx7QRorQ/s1600-h/bkap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/SHkqUpRSNWI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-Xynx7QRorQ/s320/bkap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222251777076901218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Getting started:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the greatest inventions related to PND is the transparently titled wine bag game. It's a game, and to play it, you need a wine bag. The rules are fairly simple, name a category, name an instance of that category, and throw the bag to somebody else. They follow suit and name an instance and throw it on, if not, drink. Easy, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd think so, but rarely does a category get play for more than 5-6 rounds. One such disappointing category was Pokemon. Now, here at PND we have no trouble with the category, but much to our dismay, it seems the general population is in fact *NOT* familiar with your average pocket monster. (We deal in the first 151, you can leave your Nosepass and Flygon at home.) This is the first installment in PND's public service series, Better Know a Pokemon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This one's for Tommy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For reasons unknown to the rest of the world, not only is Tommy a big fan of Pokemon (pictured below), but he's a serious fan of the Legendary Birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/SHkqVOsFZoI/AAAAAAAAAE8/-tFddurnKgk/s1600-h/t-bone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/SHkqVOsFZoI/AAAAAAAAAE8/-tFddurnKgk/s320/t-bone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222251787121419906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In both instances of the Mars wine bag game Pokemon category, Tommy managed to start the category, and name a legendary bird. In honor of our friend T-bone, what better way is there to start the series than with the coldest of cats, the legendary bird Articuno?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Better Know a Pokemon, #144/151, Articuno:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/SHkqUjj2Y7I/AAAAAAAAAEk/50HTv1CQWeo/s1600-h/articuno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/SHkqUjj2Y7I/AAAAAAAAAEk/50HTv1CQWeo/s320/articuno.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222251775544157106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Articuno is a flying ice Pokemon with killer moves like Ice Beam and Blizzard. If you know what's good for you, and you're playing the Blue or Red gameboy versions, you can find this guy in the Seafoam Islands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Pokedex info: A legendary bird Pokémon said to appear to doomed people who are lost in icy mountains.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/SHkqUxliaGI/AAAAAAAAAE0/AR7b437ZFKE/s1600-h/cold-as-ice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/SHkqUxliaGI/AAAAAAAAAE0/AR7b437ZFKE/s320/cold-as-ice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222251779309332578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even Three Six Mafia thinks he's colder than ice. Ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-3149682252604492260?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3149682252604492260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/07/better-know-pokemon-vol-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/3149682252604492260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/3149682252604492260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/07/better-know-pokemon-vol-1.html' title='Better Know a Pokemon: Vol. 1'/><author><name>Skizzler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226215542112479915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/R7E0KauwB8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mN0MRA7XaSI/S220/oldprospector.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/SHkqUpRSNWI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-Xynx7QRorQ/s72-c/bkap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-8289421764818601709</id><published>2008-06-18T20:48:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T21:04:10.454-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Babes in Greeceland</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Recently I visited Greece with my family and girlfriend, visiting Athens and the island Santorini.  And the legends are true, it's impossible to go anywhere without stumbling into some killer babes!  Let me get right down to business with this swift photo recap of some of the hot spots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Roman Agora!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/tommyhendrickson/SFmrejPI1wI/AAAAAAAAAeU/K8-L0xb9QL8/agorababe.jpg?imgmax=576"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/tommyhendrickson/SFmrejPI1wI/AAAAAAAAAeU/K8-L0xb9QL8/agorababe.jpg?imgmax=576" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The National Gardens!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/tommyhendrickson/SFmrfi3_ylI/AAAAAAAAAes/Dkg_guZY6wQ/gardenbabe.jpg?imgmax=576"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/tommyhendrickson/SFmrfi3_ylI/AAAAAAAAAes/Dkg_guZY6wQ/gardenbabe.jpg?imgmax=576" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A picturesque fountain in downtown Athens!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/tommyhendrickson/SFmrewHVO9I/AAAAAAAAAec/CFslIgoBP6Y/fountainbabe.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/tommyhendrickson/SFmrewHVO9I/AAAAAAAAAec/CFslIgoBP6Y/fountainbabe.jpg?imgmax=512" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the great Oracle at Delphi!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/tommyhendrickson/SFmrffNseJI/AAAAAAAAAek/Gyx1Ig5w9gQ/delphibabe.jpg?imgmax=576"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/tommyhendrickson/SFmrffNseJI/AAAAAAAAAek/Gyx1Ig5w9gQ/delphibabe.jpg?imgmax=576" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy moly!  And I got Joe a present at somepoint, along with missing much of the Stanley Cup.  But the booty pics were totally worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-8289421764818601709?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8289421764818601709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/06/babes-in-greeceland.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/8289421764818601709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/8289421764818601709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/06/babes-in-greeceland.html' title='Babes in Greeceland'/><author><name>Tommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/tommyhendrickson/SFmrejPI1wI/AAAAAAAAAeU/K8-L0xb9QL8/s72-c/agorababe.jpg?imgmax=576' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-997171141876111918</id><published>2008-06-12T18:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T18:31:50.533-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Trip to Dave's DinoPark</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dave Hora: Welcome! Welcome to my recently opened DinoPark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://oldgamer.pe.kr/files/attach/images/1740/87662/dino%60.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://oldgamer.pe.kr/files/attach/images/1740/87662/dino%60.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this is the second in Hora Industries long line of successful DinoParks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to the other one you say?  Well, I wasn't aware that an expensive breed such as Albertosaurus required such delicacies as many tons of meat a week.  Apparently the bank doesn't offer loans within 30 seconds of starting a new park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's start this game out with a safe Hypsilophodon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.juegoviejo.com/imgs/?f=5/5158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.juegoviejo.com/imgs/?f=5/5158.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was out scouting O'Hallaron Park and that looked like a smart approach to such a complicated enterprise such as dino parks.  With proper advertising, tour guides, maintenance, and a strong focus on the future, I'm sure I will be able to expand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A town auction?  Well, a fiscal park owner such as myself can't just throw around money at one of those!  But I'll go to see the hubub from the local knickerbockers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.abandonia.com/files/games/147/Dinopark%20Tycoon_7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.abandonia.com/files/games/147/Dinopark%20Tycoon_7.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY FUCKING CRAP!  I saw that shit in Jurassic Park!  Dude we have got to get one of those fuckers!  Fuck O'Hallaron!  He's gonna be scrubbing my bathrooms after my T-fucking-rex chows down on his stupid Coelophy-whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's just sell the stupid plant eater, get rid of all these so called "intangible assets"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ellosnuncaloharian.com/826/imagenes/pantallas/big/dinopark3.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.ellosnuncaloharian.com/826/imagenes/pantallas/big/dinopark3.PNG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck yeah!  Those other dinos will just be fillers and I'll feed them to the T-Rex if shit goes sour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what's the deal?  Where are the guests??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need advertising!  Radio! TV!  Somebody dip into the slush fund!  Gotta get to the bank!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FORECLOSED??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude this game sucks.  Fuck that.  And fuck you assholes, who the hell played this over Gizmos and Gadgets in grade school anyways.  My mouse doesn't even work here, and I gotta make room for the new Justice mixtape.  Suck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-997171141876111918?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/997171141876111918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/06/trip-to-daves-dinopark.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/997171141876111918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/997171141876111918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/06/trip-to-daves-dinopark.html' title='A Trip to Dave&apos;s DinoPark'/><author><name>Tommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-7042125520017058608</id><published>2008-06-04T11:58:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T17:11:31.858-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You Can't Be Serious</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.patrickswayze.net/Patrick/pat134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.patrickswayze.net/Patrick/pat134.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently a few of the Pong Night Diaries fellows and I we're hanging out watching some good ole' fashioned television.  Flipping aimlessly through the channels I discovered a cinematic treasure, a film so significant it shaped the very being of my soul, Ghost. Joe and I began to partake in some playful banter of how fucking studly Patrick Swayze is.  In the midst of our conversation Dave said something that shook me to the very core.  Something that made me lose all belief in humanity, it made me lose faith in myself. Dave had the nerve to ask " Who is Patrick Swayze?"  As soon as the last syllable of that question left his tongue 4 babies spontaneously combusted, a nun cried, and a baby panda was ruthlessly clubbed by a baby seal.  If that wasn't enough the question was promptly followed by "Is it that guy?"  While uttering the phrase he was pointing to the guy in Ghost who has a gheri curl, I began to vomit like a rocket ship.  Feeling sun burnt from the sheer ignorance coming from Dave, I was prompted to educated him and blog community on the impact of the  Swayzenator.   Let's start with the basics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wE9cC5tWWME&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wE9cC5tWWME&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my first step in educating Dave about Swayzee and his Don Magic Juan like pimp hand.  I mean come on Demi Moore had to been working on that vase for a good minute.  Patrick Swayze wakes up after he passed out like a jagoff ready to get some pre Ashton Kutcher booty.  Sticks his hand in it and ruins the fucking vase like Michael Bay ruins anything he touches.  Then he has the nerve to laugh it off.  If I did the same thing Demi Moore would of GI Janed my ass, but Patrick Swayze gets to  drill for oil?  You have to respect him, plus he's a dream boat to boot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I still don't feel this is significant enough to fully educate Dave on the Swayze effect.  Frankly there isn't enough time in his life or mine to fully grasp the chizzled jaw and sexy abs that is such a man.  Over the summer I plan on creating an all Swayze Agenda.  We will watch all the classics, Dirty Dancing, both Red and Steel Dawn, Dirty Dancing 2, and my favorite Point Break.  Hopefully after all that Dave will realize why he is the wind beneath my proverbial blog wings.  Stay tuned for more as I continue to educate on the impact this man has.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-7042125520017058608?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7042125520017058608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-cant-be-serious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/7042125520017058608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/7042125520017058608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-cant-be-serious.html' title='You Can&apos;t Be Serious'/><author><name>Jagoff Brewer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00534272228459133129</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-2427597356122454531</id><published>2008-05-25T22:09:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T22:40:54.408-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Playoff Beard Recap</title><content type='html'>Since I think... two games into the rangers series I started a playoff beard. I had one before, but right after carnival I shaved it. This was met with "You are such a pussy dude." And "I know this is your girlfriends fault."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it wasn't her fault. I just look like total shit with a beard, and I had never experimented with a real go getter paul bunyon effort. I shaved just before graduation so I didn't look a total immature asshole for professors, family friends, people giving me $100 that I hadn't seen in 5 years and didn't really know who they were...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here it is!  An indepth analysis of the playoff beard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maO0VnvjIAg/SDoeXxOOoeI/AAAAAAAAAdc/1yeivDs_zE8/s1600-h/Photo+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maO0VnvjIAg/SDoeXxOOoeI/AAAAAAAAAdc/1yeivDs_zE8/s400/Photo+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204505713078870498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pregame pants poo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_maO0VnvjIAg/SDofkT_RbnI/AAAAAAAAAdk/7wb2IdVzsYg/s1600-h/soulpatch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_maO0VnvjIAg/SDofkT_RbnI/AAAAAAAAAdk/7wb2IdVzsYg/s400/soulpatch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204507028081438322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what a sick soulpatch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_maO0VnvjIAg/SDof7Wdq0II/AAAAAAAAAds/hePcyIZBB7k/s1600-h/right+dent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_maO0VnvjIAg/SDof7Wdq0II/AAAAAAAAAds/hePcyIZBB7k/s400/right+dent.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204507423882793090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whoa! but that's not the worst...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_maO0VnvjIAg/SDogYrqZ5pI/AAAAAAAAAd0/H7_7GChq220/s1600-h/leftdent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_maO0VnvjIAg/SDogYrqZ5pI/AAAAAAAAAd0/H7_7GChq220/s400/leftdent.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204507927789561490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;KABLAMMO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last night's brutal smackdown of the pens was the last game I was able to watch since I am leaving for Greece tomorrow, so let's hope this post will ignite the blogger fire within these total &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v210/JesGolbez/hossa_game_winner.jpg"&gt;duders&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-2427597356122454531?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2427597356122454531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/05/playoff-beard-recap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/2427597356122454531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/2427597356122454531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/05/playoff-beard-recap.html' title='Playoff Beard Recap'/><author><name>Tommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_maO0VnvjIAg/SDoeXxOOoeI/AAAAAAAAAdc/1yeivDs_zE8/s72-c/Photo+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-5403717174491931078</id><published>2008-05-23T12:30:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T12:37:17.229-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bust A Nut, Dude</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thenutfactory.com/photos/seeds-corn-toasted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.thenutfactory.com/photos/seeds-corn-toasted.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if everyone has seen this video or not, and sorry to post youtube crap, but this is pretty rich. There used to be and might still be a snack called Corn Nuts, which I never tried, but presumably they sucked ass. They apparently put this radio ad on the air. I'm not sure I believe it, but either way I think it's pretty funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3quMz-EAThw&amp;hl=en&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3quMz-EAThw&amp;hl=en&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-5403717174491931078?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5403717174491931078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/05/bust-nut-dude.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/5403717174491931078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/5403717174491931078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/05/bust-nut-dude.html' title='Bust A Nut, Dude'/><author><name>Johnny Barleycorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16501611087593137690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DgoM6qfIU5c/R46ulsfMUwI/AAAAAAAAARU/HujICERd1nA/S220/fbc.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-547885450264240768</id><published>2008-05-15T17:29:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T20:12:25.879-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Disturbing Truths</title><content type='html'>Like any good American, I'm very interested in most infomercial products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Historically, I've been a big fan of Billy Mays' work. The louder he yells, the more interested I get. I can't even begin to describe how angry my roommates are because the majority of our household cupboard space is filled with OxiClean, Orange Glo, Vidalia Slice Wizards, a carton of Mighty Putty... the list goes on. If I had the money I'd buy a fleet of Awesome Augers, but I hear the &lt;a href="http://www.infomercialscams.com/scams/awesome_auger_complaints"&gt;shipping is killer&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current favorite product is the &lt;a href="http://www.shamwow.com/"&gt;Shamwow&lt;/a&gt;. Can you believe that thing? Look at how it soaks up the cola! I'll admit that Vince doesn't have half the enthusiasm of Billy Mays, nor does he have a rockin' beard, but I give him points for trying. And look at that thing soak up all that cola!! Sweet baby jesus, that rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I digress. After spending $25 on a reasonable-quality haircut this afternoon, I realized there's a product out there that would eradicate my need to ever pay for haircuts again. You guessed it, the Flowbee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/SCywaY1v_bI/AAAAAAAAADs/ePjMXMJSj6c/s1600-h/flowbeesystem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/SCywaY1v_bI/AAAAAAAAADs/ePjMXMJSj6c/s320/flowbeesystem.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200725637097061810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, a set of clippers hooked up to your vacuum. No mess, no barber necessary, just clip, suck, and be done with it. Of course, before committing my hard-earned cash to the purchase, I decided to do a little research; you know, get a feel for the Flowbee brand and the classy folks who use it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked to find that, unlike what I'd previously expected, the people who used Flowbee were anything but classy, and in fact, I think they're god-damned crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7plRFp9FemU&amp;hl=en&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7plRFp9FemU&amp;hl=en&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What. The. HELL is with this lady? I don't even want to talk about it. Within seconds of watching that thing I was done with the Flowbee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why, but I decided to dig a bit further, and this is where things get weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/SCy4WI1v_dI/AAAAAAAAAD8/bftNl5jeQg4/s1600-h/flowbeeTwo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/SCy4WI1v_dI/AAAAAAAAAD8/bftNl5jeQg4/s320/flowbeeTwo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200734360175640018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/SCy4NI1v_cI/AAAAAAAAAD0/-ApMzfymm90/s1600-h/flowbeeOne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/SCy4NI1v_cI/AAAAAAAAAD0/-ApMzfymm90/s320/flowbeeOne.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200734205556817346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/SCy4gI1v_eI/AAAAAAAAAEE/UK78rdYxCdU/s1600-h/flowbeeThree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/SCy4gI1v_eI/AAAAAAAAAEE/UK78rdYxCdU/s320/flowbeeThree.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200734531974331874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god. Somehow, your standard Flowbee user manages to wear the same shirt (I think it comes with the system), strike the same pose (instructions in the manual?), and always, always have a TERRIBLE-LOOKING HAIRCUT. Ack!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-547885450264240768?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/547885450264240768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/05/disturbing-truths.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/547885450264240768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/547885450264240768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/05/disturbing-truths.html' title='Disturbing Truths'/><author><name>Skizzler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226215542112479915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/R7E0KauwB8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mN0MRA7XaSI/S220/oldprospector.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/SCywaY1v_bI/AAAAAAAAADs/ePjMXMJSj6c/s72-c/flowbeesystem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-5356414397202605731</id><published>2008-05-09T00:27:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T03:06:31.130-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reckoning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's What We Do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not be aware, dear reader, but a common activity enjoyed by the PND staff during our sparse downtime is beer pong. And we don't joke about beer pong. Sure, sometimes we'll mix it up, and throw down dixie-cup style...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/SCPURHUKSjI/AAAAAAAAAC0/PBWYeTPsjLs/s1600-h/dixies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/SCPURHUKSjI/AAAAAAAAAC0/PBWYeTPsjLs/s320/dixies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198231785402157618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but we're still not joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when a couple of suckers roll up and challenge us to a game, we accept. And when a couple of suckers roll up, challenge us to a game, force us to play on a non-standard, non-4'x8' and not-even-plywood pong table, we accept. Of course, this results in one of two outcomes:  1. we deliver to those suckers the sickest game of pong they've ever seen, and 2. somehow those suckers eke out a victory (generally via saran wrap on their cups).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dark Times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One evening, not so many moons ago, in fact only days ago, the PND staff team of Tommy and yours truly failed to deliver Outcome 1. Devastating. Tommy's hair instantly grew long and black, and he dealt with the situation the only way he knew how: deep, despairing depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/SCPY7HUKSkI/AAAAAAAAAC8/KlYrSQTeKtM/s1600-h/depressed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/SCPY7HUKSkI/AAAAAAAAAC8/KlYrSQTeKtM/s320/depressed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198236905003174466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heads hung low, we walked away from defeat in shame. For days, Tommy remained inconsolable. My own despondence was a physical force, a weight pressing down from above, a personal thundercloud that promised to turn the cheeriest of times into a funereal affair. My god, I think we were clinging to all we had left: guns and religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Glimmer of Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the evening of Thursday, May 8th, Tommy's despair lifted, if only ever so slightly. For on that day, he was to witness the only possible performance worse than our pong night experience: Pittsburgh Pirates baseball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defying all expectations, the Buccos won. John Madden would go on to claim that the key to the Pirates ball-game was scoring more runs than the other team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy instantly sprang into action, realizing that if the Bucs can win a ball game, by god, we can AND WILL, slam down some suckers like they've never been slammed before. Expertly arranging for the arrival of pizza, Tommy sped post-haste to PND half-headquarters, with suckers in tow, and the game was on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make no mistake, it wasn't revenge we were after. It was a reckoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Throwing Down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Tommy arrived, the suckers immediately turned to last-resort tactics: hip-hop bashing. The psychological warfare was starting early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.google.com/reader/ui/3247397568-audio-player.swf?audioUrl=http://www.andrew.cmu.edu/user/dhora/escape.mp3" width="400" height="27" allowscriptaccess="never" quality="best" bgcolor="#ffffff" wmode="window" flashvars="playerMode=embedded" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gametime. Tommy is on fire. Literally. His eyes are blazing, but his hands are rock steady. He shoots heat seeking missiles. I perform well, but don't match up to T-bone, I swear he's been attacked by a radioactive spider. Game 1 is a blur, sheer beer pong destruction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game 2. The suckers recover from the nuclear bomb that T has just dropped on them. With all of their effort they muster enough game to sneak one past us. We're even, 1 and 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rubber match. There is so much intense high-fiving and sucker-hating shared between us that I've got the missiles now, too. At the close of the game, I home in on their last cup, it was like dropping a marble in kiddie pool. With the odds against them, team suckers put enough away in redemption for overtime. Overtime 1: we give up some momentum, they think they've won. Of course, we force overtime 2. We will not lose. The suckers drop the ball during 2nd overtime, in fact, they drop it anywhere but in our cups. Victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The suckers sit the fuck down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/SCPrz1WAsiI/AAAAAAAAADE/29nEZqdtm_w/s1600-h/suckers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/SCPrz1WAsiI/AAAAAAAAADE/29nEZqdtm_w/s320/suckers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198257670640939554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... but wait, are they still smiling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nails in the Coffin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know this won't do. They still think they've got game. It's almost like when the bad guy thinks he has a chance before the good guy goes Super Saiyan and BUSTS HIS ASS UP. It. Is. On.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/SCPs4FWAsjI/AAAAAAAAADM/86-Nz0Cs3xw/s1600-h/powerup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/SCPs4FWAsjI/AAAAAAAAADM/86-Nz0Cs3xw/s320/powerup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198258843167011378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at Tommy, and he looks back. Have you ever known, beyond a shred of a doubt, that you are about to completely and utterly destroy your competition? This is our shared understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy sinks one. A gentle splash follows as I do the same. Somehow, we waste our rollbacks, this is their chance to get lucky. And yes, they get &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lucky&lt;/span&gt;. Sucker number 1 misses. Sucker number 2 shoots a wild shot, it rings around the outside of back left, hops across the middle of the formation, and drops into back right. It happened so fast we couldn't defend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy understands that one cup is already too many. His anger is visible, his will to dominate a force in its own right. He can't miss anymore, and he doesn't. They have three cups left. I am in the zone, I'm throwing more marbles into their kiddie pool. They have two cups left. Tommy smirks as he devastates the opposition, they're down to one. I don't hesitate to shoot. I don't need to look at the outcome, I know where that ball is going. Tommy knows where that ball is going. The suckers realize where that ball is going. Game over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crowd goes fucking wild. The announcer can't even believe his eyes. Welcome to PND beer pong, it's serious shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="339"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x5barl" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x5barl" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="420" height="339" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-5356414397202605731?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5356414397202605731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/05/reckoning.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/5356414397202605731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/5356414397202605731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/05/reckoning.html' title='The Reckoning'/><author><name>Skizzler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226215542112479915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/R7E0KauwB8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mN0MRA7XaSI/S220/oldprospector.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/SCPURHUKSjI/AAAAAAAAAC0/PBWYeTPsjLs/s72-c/dixies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-3521286218964575137</id><published>2008-05-03T18:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T18:52:41.126-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bonerz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suckers'/><title type='text'>The Joke's On You...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_maO0VnvjIAg/SBzsm01HEQI/AAAAAAAAAb8/9i1D34o9474/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_maO0VnvjIAg/SBzsm01HEQI/AAAAAAAAAb8/9i1D34o9474/s400/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196288221839298818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...you just don't know it yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-3521286218964575137?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3521286218964575137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/05/jokes-on-you_03.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/3521286218964575137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/3521286218964575137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/05/jokes-on-you_03.html' title='The Joke&apos;s On You...'/><author><name>Tommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_maO0VnvjIAg/SBzsm01HEQI/AAAAAAAAAb8/9i1D34o9474/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-8082412623447721476</id><published>2008-05-01T14:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T14:09:16.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking News: Young Black Male Evades Campus Police, Authorities Baffled By "Super Speed"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/tommyhendrickson/SBoFz01HEPI/AAAAAAAAAbY/WnDlBXAjq_g/weantyrone.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/tommyhendrickson/SBoFz01HEPI/AAAAAAAAAbY/WnDlBXAjq_g/weantyrone.jpg?imgmax=512" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I'm walking to class at about noon this morning this dude who just looked like a student in basketball gear goes flying by me as I exit Wean.  Seconds later I hear a CMU bike cop scream "STOP THAT MAN!!" And a guy who looked like he was from food services is power walking to catch the black kid and the bike cop is already a football field behind after starting within 20 feet.  This kid was not that fast, although he was running for his life.  It was more of us having the slowest cops I have ever seen in my life.  I think the university should seriously consider fast scooters or maybe rocket skates to further insure my protection.  The kid was caught later, I believe, as there was a big hulaballoo outside my class soon after where tons of people were watching and many cops were walking by.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-8082412623447721476?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8082412623447721476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/05/breaking-news-young-black-male-evades.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/8082412623447721476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/8082412623447721476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/05/breaking-news-young-black-male-evades.html' title='Breaking News: Young Black Male Evades Campus Police, Authorities Baffled By &quot;Super Speed&quot;'/><author><name>Tommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/tommyhendrickson/SBoFz01HEPI/AAAAAAAAAbY/WnDlBXAjq_g/s72-c/weantyrone.jpg?imgmax=512' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-2773964147721563641</id><published>2008-05-01T13:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T13:07:06.455-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Job search</title><content type='html'>So the job search has been a major concern of mine recently, oftentimes I'll think about really weird jobs that I'd consider taking.  And I mean jobs that are like one in a billion, like that &lt;a href="http://%0Ahttp://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paul_Marcarelli"&gt;dude from the verizon wireless&lt;/a&gt; commercials who just fuckin walks in the background.  Can you imagine being that guy?  I know it seems sweet right, but if you knew what you were getting yourself into as that guy, I bet you'd think pretty hard about accepting that job.  I bet the verizon wireless dude cries himself to sleep everynight in his bed made out of money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Is this how I'm contributing to society?"  That''s what you'd ask yourself every morning as you lay next to 2 naked broads you don't remember ever having met.  Then you'd roll onto the set in your hummer, arriving 8 hours later than the sound guys and stage crews, sit in a chair with your name on it sippin on a tall chilled glass of yoohoo as cameramen and other people with skilled jobs give you dirty looks.  Then you film your 4 second commercial where other annoying ass, talentless people actually do the hard part -- and for fucks sake these people fucking SUCK at it too, why is it so hard to find real actors for this sortof crap?   theyre gettin paid so much goddam money honestly it is not that hard!  Anyway filming wraps up in the course of about 5 minutes of actual work, so you peace out as the stage hands spend the next couple of days cleaning up the set.  Meanwhile, you hit up the nearest D-list celebrity club and get photographed in pictures with agent scully and the son of the guy who played huggy bear.  That guy will be your best friend, because he's one of about 4 people in the world about whom you can say "I'm working harder than him."  Then you grab 2 bitches in the club that've always wanted to bang a celebrity, spend an extra 25 minutes telling the 250,000th rendition of the how-you-got-that-job story because they're dumb as fuck, bang them WITH your horn-rimmed glasses on, and go back to sleep atop your pile of money.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-2773964147721563641?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2773964147721563641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/05/job-search.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/2773964147721563641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/2773964147721563641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/05/job-search.html' title='Job search'/><author><name>Evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07135343465634837477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-1322754299751456097</id><published>2008-04-24T14:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T14:24:50.869-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Metro East All-Region Hype!: Willem Dafoe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/tommyhendrickson/SBDNSk1HEOI/AAAAAAAAAa4/vJwZ45Cr1cA/defoe1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/tommyhendrickson/SBDNSk1HEOI/AAAAAAAAAa4/vJwZ45Cr1cA/defoe1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh yeah!  It's hype time!  And you motherfuckers who play club or go to nationals think you know anything??  Wrong!  This ramrodder has all your "knowledge" in his left index finger than you.  And guess what!  He's rightie!  So that shit isn't even needed to throw his sandblasting flick hucks!  Oh, bad form you say?  Couldn't get away with that playing teams from other schools with a 40,000+ student body?  Well, I'm not even gonna answer that, cause let's face it, I can change topics in my hype posts faster than you can put together arguments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you see his dump cut??  DID THAT JUST HAPPEN?!?  That's pop-out action my friend, and now he's in his power position and you guys are screwed.  Yup, better throw in the towel if this is a downwinder, cause there's a 40% chance that's a goal.  Upwind?  Like how often do you have to go UPWIND at regionals??  Obviiii, you've never been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And did we mention??  He's Willem God Damn Dafoe!  He's the man!  Who on your team was in Boondock Saints?  Let's get real people.  Also, whatever you think you know about ultimate parties, this guy knows more.  We pregame like you party!  And then, most importantly, we travel back in time and get 9 hours of sleep so we are well rested when get ready to crush some D3 losers.  It's on.  Better cast your vote now, cause you're gonna be looking like an idiot when this guy is stepping down the ME All-Consummate-Region Red Carpet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-1322754299751456097?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1322754299751456097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/metro-east-all-region-hype-willem-dafoe.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/1322754299751456097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/1322754299751456097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/metro-east-all-region-hype-willem-dafoe.html' title='Metro East All-Region Hype!: Willem Dafoe'/><author><name>Tommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/tommyhendrickson/SBDNSk1HEOI/AAAAAAAAAa4/vJwZ45Cr1cA/s72-c/defoe1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-4738273590566519406</id><published>2008-04-23T15:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T11:28:42.085-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clinton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hillary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worst'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hillary clinton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the worst'/><title type='text'>The Worst: #2</title><content type='html'>The worst use of a Pennsylvania Primary &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s6PMMhV8veM"&gt;vote&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://uglydemocrats.com/democrats/United-States/Hillary-Clinton/Hillary-Witch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://uglydemocrats.com/democrats/United-States/Hillary-Clinton/Hillary-Witch.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-4738273590566519406?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4738273590566519406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/worst-2.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/4738273590566519406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/4738273590566519406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/worst-2.html' title='The Worst: #2'/><author><name>Tommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-2634431783488548937</id><published>2008-04-22T22:00:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T11:28:05.008-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worst'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the worst'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='steroids'/><title type='text'>The Worst: #1</title><content type='html'>The idea is when I find something that fits into the category of "The Worst", I can add another post to the series. Anyways, here is the first installment, we'll see how it goes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be titled: The Worst Use of Steroids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not talking about the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UDtpJlW-Lj8&amp;feature=related"&gt;most excessive use&lt;/a&gt; or anything like that. Just the guy who has used them, and then taken the least advantage of the fact that he is jacked. For example he could be lifting heavy things in front of babes, or even lifting the babes themselves. He could be cruising pool side in a brightly colored banana hammock, or kicking sand in boyfriend's faces. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.liveleak.com/view?i=28a_1198988249"&gt;This guy&lt;/a&gt; wins the award for worst use of steroids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he sent that video to some babes, but either way, he wins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-2634431783488548937?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2634431783488548937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/worst-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/2634431783488548937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/2634431783488548937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/worst-1.html' title='The Worst: #1'/><author><name>Johnny Barleycorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16501611087593137690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DgoM6qfIU5c/R46ulsfMUwI/AAAAAAAAARU/HujICERd1nA/S220/fbc.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-8415552380229409324</id><published>2008-04-14T09:51:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T15:17:08.577-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>Survival Showdown: Les Stroud vs. Bear Grylls</title><content type='html'>If you watch TV, you've probably been exposed to either &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Man vs. Wild&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Survivorman&lt;/span&gt; in some sense. Both are shows that feature wilderness survival experts doing what they do best... surviving in the wilderness. But how do these survival experts and their shows compare?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man vs. Wild&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Host:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/SANw0tyAxGI/AAAAAAAAABY/vHe75ytEQPk/s1600-h/dabear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/SANw0tyAxGI/AAAAAAAAABY/vHe75ytEQPk/s320/dabear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189115246605812834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bear Grylls is the host of Man vs. Wild. His &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bear_Grylls"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt; page lists him as a British mountaineer, adventurer, author, television presenter and motivational speaker. It fails to mention that he  isan asshole. He has very few friends and a deep psychological need for the attention he thinks he deserves. He created his own page's "Feats and Record Attempts" section on Wikipedia in hopes of persuading women to sleep with him and young children to adore him. Most of these feats and records are made up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is widely recognized that Bear Grylls drinks his own urine for the taste, rather than out of necessity, and enjoys smearing his flesh and clothing with feces. That's not dirt in the picture up there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Show:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man vs. Wild is based on the premise of exploiting Bear Grylls' need for attention to film extraordinary feats of survival in extreme locations. The MvW production crew scouts out dangerous looking locations near heavily touristed areas (Bear demands that he sleep in a five-star resort every night), and scripts out a plausible story about the dangers of the area. Bear convinces the viewer that he is indeed in a dangerous location, and usually attempts to point out that if you were to try what he is about to do, you'd die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3UpSlpvb1is&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3UpSlpvb1is&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Survivorman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/SANzwtyAxHI/AAAAAAAAABg/_iIv2kX-DsA/s1600-h/les.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/SANzwtyAxHI/AAAAAAAAABg/_iIv2kX-DsA/s320/les.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189118476421219442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Host:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Les_Stroud"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt; credits Survivorman's host, Les Stroud, as a Canadian musician, film maker, and survival expert best known as the host of the television program Survivorman. Despite being Canadian, Les Stroud is an intelligent, articulate and talented individual. Unlike Bear Grylls, he is a true man of the wilderness, evidenced by the fact that he does not regularly wax his chest. Les is also a musician and a filmmaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Show:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Survivorman is based on a simple premise: one man, Les Stroud, knows how to survive. Anything. Unfortunately, the show is usually limited to Les' feats that don't break societally accepted notions of what is possible. I don't know if the "Seven Days on the Moon without Air" episode will ever be unleashed upon the world. Typical episodes are centered on Les surviving alone in the arctic for a week, Les surviving alone in a swamp in Georgia, and other similarly harsh and uninviting environs. Les always travels alone, and carries an extra 50+ pounds of camera gear to ensure that the survival situations are real, and you get a first hand look at what it takes to live through such an ordeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary &amp;amp; Conclusion:&lt;/span&gt; Survivorman is the real deal. Les Stroud has been verified by Ripley's Believe it or Not to have turned water in to wine. Man vs. Wild is a joke and Bear Grylls &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GsJfGlrUdK4"&gt;pees on his clothes&lt;/a&gt; so he can savor the aroma for days to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-8415552380229409324?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8415552380229409324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/survival-showdown-les-vs-bear.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/8415552380229409324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/8415552380229409324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/survival-showdown-les-vs-bear.html' title='Survival Showdown: Les Stroud vs. Bear Grylls'/><author><name>Skizzler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226215542112479915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/R7E0KauwB8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mN0MRA7XaSI/S220/oldprospector.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/SANw0tyAxGI/AAAAAAAAABY/vHe75ytEQPk/s72-c/dabear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-4936817016882958514</id><published>2008-04-13T18:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T18:55:22.067-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dan Onorato: "I never want anyone under 60 years old in Pittsburgh to vote for me again."</title><content type='html'>First the drink tax that has ruined my 1 dollar pitchers at boomerangs, and now this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.post-gazette.com/pg/images/200804/20080411mf_clinton_7_330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 189px;" src="http://www.post-gazette.com/pg/images/200804/20080411mf_clinton_7_330.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to stay in the craphole of &lt;a href="http://www.stopmethaddiction.com/drug-rehab.htm?state=Pennsylvania&amp;amp;city=Edinboro"&gt;Edinboro&lt;/a&gt; for the weekend in butt awful weather... and I come home to this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the last straw.  Carnival is going to be a blood bath... of PND hilarity, smiles and slaps on the rump!  Hey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-4936817016882958514?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4936817016882958514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/dan-onorato-i-never-want-anyone-under.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/4936817016882958514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/4936817016882958514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/dan-onorato-i-never-want-anyone-under.html' title='Dan Onorato: &quot;I never want anyone under 60 years old in Pittsburgh to vote for me again.&quot;'/><author><name>Tommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-1343922126468338553</id><published>2008-04-10T13:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T13:59:17.342-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Moral Dilemma: Juno Sucking vs. CMU Pride</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow 'Smart People' opens up and features the scenic backdrop of our amazing campus, Carnegie Mellon University.  I really like our campus, and I am happy that the ugly buildings that don't match the traditional architecture of the university are mostly hidden (Wean, the Gates Building)... This makes me psyched to see it in a movie, because I WAS THERE!!!  THAT'S KIND OF MY HOME!!! SUCK IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this movie stars Ellen Page.  It also stars Sarah Jessica Parker who isn't very attractive to me and has to be pretty old by now.  But let's get back to Ellen Page.  Ellen Page = Juno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/tommyhendrickson/R_5Qk0cpZJI/AAAAAAAAAZA/y4d476ofFQY/ellenpagesucks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/tommyhendrickson/R_5Qk0cpZJI/AAAAAAAAAZA/y4d476ofFQY/ellenpagesucks.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As many PND and tommycive.blogspot.com frequenters know, I fucking hate &lt;a href="http://tommycive.blogspot.com/2008/02/really-dumb-people.html"&gt;Juno&lt;/a&gt;.  God I hate this movie.  Anytime I hear someone discussing how original it was, I shake with rage.  I constantly regret that I had no idea Ellen Page was on my campus for an extended period of time as I would have protested the film shooting until she gave me my money back for that 90 minutes of absolute torture.  Not only was she massively annoying with her completely 'uncaring' attitude and over the top rudeness, she was FAT AND PREGNANT!  She reminded me, kind of, of this fat girl who was talking too much and hogging the mic on rock band at Christo's one night.  Via the commutative property, you suck Ellen Page and I hate you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine noted that if I hated Juno and Ellen Page's character in that movie, it is going to be much of the same in Smart People.  A snobby, unattractive girl (a leader of a high school young republican's club seeking perfect SATs... does it get worse??) who has too much to bear at such a hard age!  Go to hell you unoriginal writers, and maybe someone should apologize to Ms. Page's mother for typecasting her in the most awful way possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, at this point I think I am still going to see this movie just because I love our campus a lot and really want to see it made look good.  CMU rocks, and if Ellen Page says one bad word about this place in this movie, we are taking a PND road trip and we are gonna throwdown you suckwad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-1343922126468338553?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1343922126468338553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/moral-dilemma-juno-sucking-vs-cmu-pride.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/1343922126468338553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/1343922126468338553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/moral-dilemma-juno-sucking-vs-cmu-pride.html' title='Moral Dilemma: Juno Sucking vs. CMU Pride'/><author><name>Tommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/tommyhendrickson/R_5Qk0cpZJI/AAAAAAAAAZA/y4d476ofFQY/s72-c/ellenpagesucks.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-8906204570824221472</id><published>2008-04-09T03:42:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T19:03:41.084-04:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Slash 0 Slash 4 Again Star Movies</title><content type='html'>3 Zombie Movies you may or may not enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Zombi 3: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DgoM6qfIU5c/R_xzuCOkCjI/AAAAAAAABN0/R9FSuqkUvBY/s1600-h/Zombi3poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DgoM6qfIU5c/R_xzuCOkCjI/AAAAAAAABN0/R9FSuqkUvBY/s320/Zombi3poster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187148105533098546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend recently burned this for me, and I will say it is one of the worst movies I've ever seen but if you know what you're getting yourself into, it can be one of the most mediocre movies you've ever seen... maybe. A sequel to the unofficial sequel to Dawn of the Dead, I think it's worth watching. It is worth it not only for some terrible writing and great one liners:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm feeling better now Patricia, just thirsty... FOR YOUR BLOOOOD" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for some good cheap gore, and zombies hiding in piles of hay. If you want to borrow it, lemme know. As my friend states, "the zombies don't even want to eat you really, they just want to beat your ass."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is day 0. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dead Alive:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DgoM6qfIU5c/R_x54iOkCmI/AAAAAAAABOM/OkVcOxFyHtI/s1600-h/deadalive.jpe"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DgoM6qfIU5c/R_x54iOkCmI/AAAAAAAABOM/OkVcOxFyHtI/s200/deadalive.jpe" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187154882991491682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is actually my favorite movie of all time, not joking, and it's great in a different way than Zombi 3. Directed by Peter Jackson in his glory non lord of the rings days, Dead Alive is worth watching because he's done things with zombies I've never imagined. It's not a "so bad it's good" zombie movie, Peter Jackson does a great job directing, and there's as much gore as you could ask for. I think it gained some popularity when the Lord of The Rings movies came out, so you might be rent this somewhere close to you. Watch this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Night of the Living Dead 3-D (2-D Version):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DgoM6qfIU5c/R_0h-07BvjI/AAAAAAAABOU/5kwJlG9NnVs/s1600-h/51m4JpV%2BY9L._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DgoM6qfIU5c/R_0h-07BvjI/AAAAAAAABOU/5kwJlG9NnVs/s200/51m4JpV%2BY9L._SS500_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187339709042507314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"The dead will never look so alive!" and then they should add to that, "and then two dimensional again". I didn't make it through this movie, but when we saw it in the red box we figured, the fact that they made Night of The Living Dead into a 3-D movie and then released a 2-D version of the 3-D movie, was worth a dollar.  I'm going to say the first hour or so was actually pretty funny,and if nothing else you get to see some chicks boobs in a kinky barn sex scene (If you're a girl and don't like boobs or the movie, I guess you're boned.) I've heard that if you make it to the end of the movie though, you might regret having sacrificed 2 hours of your life to finish it. If I were you, I would watch the first hour and then go to sleep. Either way, if you see this in your local red box, I'de pick it up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-8906204570824221472?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/8906204570824221472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/4-slash-0-slash-4-again-star-movies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/8906204570824221472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/8906204570824221472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/4-slash-0-slash-4-again-star-movies.html' title='4 Slash 0 Slash 4 Again Star Movies'/><author><name>Johnny Barleycorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16501611087593137690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DgoM6qfIU5c/R46ulsfMUwI/AAAAAAAAARU/HujICERd1nA/S220/fbc.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DgoM6qfIU5c/R_xzuCOkCjI/AAAAAAAABN0/R9FSuqkUvBY/s72-c/Zombi3poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-4612530725973006962</id><published>2008-04-07T18:27:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T18:17:07.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Penguins Playoff Preview</title><content type='html'>No I'm not writing some sort of analysis, because I don't know too much about hockey but love watching us do things that I think are cool as shit.  And I did it for most of the last 2 seasons!  Either way, we are facing the smuggest group of hockey fans ever in the Ottawa Senators in the first round after blowing our last game to Philly.  So I'd like to do a PND synopsis of the gigantic media hype surrounding the series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fw7iF68JR8k/R_c0uQn0z3I/AAAAAAAANOo/pOgQpc5y1YU/s1600/-1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fw7iF68JR8k/R_c0uQn0z3I/AAAAAAAANOo/pOgQpc5y1YU/s1600/-1.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;First of all, &lt;a href="http://thepensblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pensblog&lt;/a&gt; is awesome.  Total one sided game reviews with sweet photoshopped stuff and a big reader base.  So keeping up with that and some other ESPN and Post-Gazette writings, the feeling is that the Pens blew the last game on purpose to play the Senators who have lost a bunch of players and have started sucking.  So everyone is pulling a super over-analysis and saying that the Pens will absolutely lose cause because they have already overlooked the super-dynamo-Senators-that-totally-sucked-for-the-last-month-but-are only-lulling everyone-into-a-false-sense-of-security-mega-team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, the Senators' version of the pensblog posted &lt;a href="http://fiveforsmiting.blogspot.com/2008/04/flightless-bird-season-is-now.html"&gt;this playoff preview&lt;/a&gt; and the flow of comments from Pens fans are great, but part of one really stood out to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl id="comments-block"&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author anon-comment-icon" id="c8805558979883087920"&gt; Anonymous said... &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;....Remember last year. It's revenge time. You MAPLE SUCKING MOOSE FUCKING CHILD TOUCHERS ARE DONE. THIS IS GOING TO BE MORE FUN THAN TAKING YOUR WIFE OUT TO A NICE SEAFOOD DINNER AND NEVER CALLING HER AGAIN.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt&gt;Does anyone get the Seafood part?  Or am I an idiot and I'm going to have to edit this post to take out my inappropriate comment ignorance.&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EDIT: Thanks Davey.  Good to know that "a nice seafood dinner" wasn't like the double shocker spliced with the eiffel tower crossed with the houdini, and everyone knew about it but me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-4612530725973006962?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4612530725973006962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/penguins-playoff-preview.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/4612530725973006962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/4612530725973006962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/penguins-playoff-preview.html' title='Penguins Playoff Preview'/><author><name>Tommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fw7iF68JR8k/R_c0uQn0z3I/AAAAAAAANOo/pOgQpc5y1YU/s72-c/-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-1935669253076320825</id><published>2008-04-05T12:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T19:46:25.065-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beer Reviews: Whirlwind 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/R_gPTE5QkzI/AAAAAAAAAAo/tq-uiTUZGjk/s1600-h/whirldwind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/R_gPTE5QkzI/AAAAAAAAAAo/tq-uiTUZGjk/s320/whirldwind.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185911791322960690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God damn delicious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-1935669253076320825?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1935669253076320825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/beer-reviews-whirlwind-2008.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/1935669253076320825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/1935669253076320825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/beer-reviews-whirlwind-2008.html' title='Beer Reviews: Whirlwind 2008'/><author><name>Tommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/R_gPTE5QkzI/AAAAAAAAAAo/tq-uiTUZGjk/s72-c/whirldwind.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-2337105252318982352</id><published>2008-04-04T12:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T13:00:45.957-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pong Night Diary: 04/04/08</title><content type='html'>Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was pong night. It's been over a month since I have participated in our eponymous activity. Fun was had all around, and somehow I ended up at Silky's both before and after pong night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights included:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;good people - except for Kyle, my mortal enemy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;loud music - of course&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;beer pong - obviously&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;shotgunning pounders - I'm back in the game&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bags of crickets - still in my house, I think&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Indian project thieves - reconciliation has been reached&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;powerful man musk (POWERFUL) - god damn Joe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;post-pong hand massages - somewhat weird&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-2337105252318982352?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2337105252318982352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/pong-night-diary-040308.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/2337105252318982352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/2337105252318982352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/pong-night-diary-040308.html' title='Pong Night Diary: 04/04/08'/><author><name>Skizzler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226215542112479915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/R7E0KauwB8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mN0MRA7XaSI/S220/oldprospector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-4501606788206147787</id><published>2008-04-03T16:54:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T17:08:18.868-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cornhole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whirlwind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carnival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tommy will be pouring concrete all day with mexican smokers'/><title type='text'>Carnival 2008!!!!</title><content type='html'>(a preview!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/R_VEQU5QkxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/9KcrHIZh3xU/s1600-h/davenjoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 370px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/R_VEQU5QkxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/9KcrHIZh3xU/s320/davenjoe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185125593264460562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/R_VEVk5QkyI/AAAAAAAAAAg/YiYRiPPbQ0s/s1600-h/tommy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 343px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/R_VEVk5QkyI/AAAAAAAAAAg/YiYRiPPbQ0s/s320/tommy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185125683458773794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-4501606788206147787?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4501606788206147787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/carnival-2008.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/4501606788206147787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/4501606788206147787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/carnival-2008.html' title='Carnival 2008!!!!'/><author><name>Skizzler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226215542112479915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/R7E0KauwB8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mN0MRA7XaSI/S220/oldprospector.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/R_VEQU5QkxI/AAAAAAAAAAY/9KcrHIZh3xU/s72-c/davenjoe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-803820033091398341</id><published>2008-04-01T17:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T19:13:51.400-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toast'/><title type='text'>Toast Post</title><content type='html'>I wrote a whole post about why toast is not deserving of it's own name, and shouldn't be considered separate from bread, and then I found this website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.drtoast.com/"&gt;Dr. Toast&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-803820033091398341?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/803820033091398341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/toast-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/803820033091398341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/803820033091398341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/04/toast-post.html' title='Toast Post'/><author><name>Johnny Barleycorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16501611087593137690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DgoM6qfIU5c/R46ulsfMUwI/AAAAAAAAARU/HujICERd1nA/S220/fbc.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-3937422841165129356</id><published>2008-03-27T13:35:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T14:01:44.397-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Centex Sunday!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bird:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F9gE4lUw_20/R-vbEqng2II/AAAAAAAAAAM/m8kKvblfrqA/s1600-h/bomb+drop2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F9gE4lUw_20/R-vbEqng2II/AAAAAAAAAAM/m8kKvblfrqA/s400/bomb+drop2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182476669425866882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F9gE4lUw_20/R-vbrang2KI/AAAAAAAAAAc/oaCpbLsfGS8/s1600-h/nick+rivers+murder.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duece:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F9gE4lUw_20/R-vcCang2LI/AAAAAAAAAAk/_YBMIln_PjU/s1600-h/danger+team.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F9gE4lUw_20/R-vcCang2LI/AAAAAAAAAAk/_YBMIln_PjU/s400/danger+team.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182477730282789042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-3937422841165129356?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3937422841165129356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/centex-sunday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/3937422841165129356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/3937422841165129356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/centex-sunday.html' title='Centex Sunday!!!'/><author><name>Evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07135343465634837477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F9gE4lUw_20/R-vbEqng2II/AAAAAAAAAAM/m8kKvblfrqA/s72-c/bomb+drop2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-1960697189204204849</id><published>2008-03-25T16:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T16:26:48.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break 2008!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.google.com/tommyhendrickson/R-lfZoUT29I/AAAAAAAAAUc/0jx826ZJTBw/snowboard2%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://lh3.google.com/tommyhendrickson/R-lfZoUT29I/AAAAAAAAAUc/0jx826ZJTBw/snowboard2%20copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.google.com/tommyhendrickson/R-lfZYUT28I/AAAAAAAAAUU/ZDq60guc7b0/snowboard1%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://lh6.google.com/tommyhendrickson/R-lfZYUT28I/AAAAAAAAAUU/ZDq60guc7b0/snowboard1%20copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.google.com/tommyhendrickson/R-lfZoUT2-I/AAAAAAAAAUk/9_eaMBBrSy0/sickdave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://lh3.google.com/tommyhendrickson/R-lfZoUT2-I/AAAAAAAAAUk/9_eaMBBrSy0/sickdave.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-1960697189204204849?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1960697189204204849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/spring-break-2008.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/1960697189204204849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/1960697189204204849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/spring-break-2008.html' title='Spring Break 2008!!!!'/><author><name>Tommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-1422467762962901448</id><published>2008-03-24T15:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T15:38:09.884-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Get your umbrellas!</title><content type='html'>Yeah, another lame video post. After one run-through you've got to figure this is a joke, and in no way sanctioned by McCain, I wish it were though, how senile would you have to be to approve this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MaP9eiWuX3s"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MaP9eiWuX3s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just need somebody who can tell me how to get this audio from youtube to my cellphone ring tone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-1422467762962901448?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1422467762962901448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/get-your-umbrellas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/1422467762962901448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/1422467762962901448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/get-your-umbrellas.html' title='Get your umbrellas!'/><author><name>Skizzler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226215542112479915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/R7E0KauwB8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mN0MRA7XaSI/S220/oldprospector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-3037142866259725015</id><published>2008-03-22T13:57:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T14:21:05.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Theories on Stingrays</title><content type='html'>After Jamo of mental drippings and figma cau shared &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2008/US/03/21/eagleray/index.html?eref=rss_topstories" target="_blank"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt; I got to thinking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to find out how many stingray related deaths there are per year, and found a few statistics, probably not very reliable, but you get the idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Fatal stingray attacks on humans are exceedingly rare. Only two have been reported in Australian waters since 1945&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;According to statistics, there have been only 17 stingray deaths recorded worldwide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now two stingray related deaths within a year and a half? I'm starting to think that there is a band of pirates wielding stingrays as weapons with some personal vendettas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-3037142866259725015?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3037142866259725015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/some-theories-on-stingrays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/3037142866259725015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/3037142866259725015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/some-theories-on-stingrays.html' title='Some Theories on Stingrays'/><author><name>Johnny Barleycorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16501611087593137690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DgoM6qfIU5c/R46ulsfMUwI/AAAAAAAAARU/HujICERd1nA/S220/fbc.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-5260103634130347310</id><published>2008-03-22T13:49:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T15:46:10.252-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Creepy</title><content type='html'>This is one of the scariest sounds I've ever heard. It's something I would expect to hear while walking through a haunted house of mirrors with scary clowns just wandering around through it. Either that or a bush maze where there are scary clowns wandering through it with weapons, and scary baby dolls scattered throughout. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just try closing your eyes and turning up the volume. And if you don't think it's scary, then you'll probably think it's really cute, so you should like it either way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q1rUtehDShw&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q1rUtehDShw&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-5260103634130347310?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5260103634130347310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/creepy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/5260103634130347310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/5260103634130347310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/creepy.html' title='Creepy'/><author><name>Johnny Barleycorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16501611087593137690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DgoM6qfIU5c/R46ulsfMUwI/AAAAAAAAARU/HujICERd1nA/S220/fbc.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-2112846167946187741</id><published>2008-03-20T18:34:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T19:16:19.806-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DMX'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interview'/><title type='text'>YOU THINK IT'S A MOTHER FUCKING PRESIDENTIAL RACE?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DgoM6qfIU5c/R-LwOyOkChI/AAAAAAAABNg/s90EBGuUV4A/s1600-h/dmx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DgoM6qfIU5c/R-LwOyOkChI/AAAAAAAABNg/s90EBGuUV4A/s320/dmx.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179966658221181458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The GF sent me this gem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It blows my mind that DMX is this oblivious to what is going on around him. Also that he has kids, and wants to be a preacher. He is so focused on what he wants to do (most likely smoke crack and rap, that's what he does best), that he doesn't even know a black man and a woman are running for president. I guess it works for him, double R baby, ignore everything that doesn't very directly effect you, make money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the best part of this article is that within a few minutes of hearing that Obama is running for president, DMX unveils the truth. It's a god damn setup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Are you following the presidential race?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;You’re not? You know there’s a Black guy running, Barack Obama and then there’s Hillary Clinton.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name is Barack?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Barack Obama, yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barack?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Barack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck is a Barack?! Barack Obama. Where he from, Africa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Yeah, his dad is from Kenya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barack Obama?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck?! That ain’t no fuckin’ name, yo. That ain’t that nigga’s name. You can’t be serious. Barack Obama. Get the fuck outta here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;You’re telling me you haven’t heard about him before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain’t really paying much attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I mean, it’s pretty big if a Black…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, Barack! The nigga’s name is Barack. Barack? Nigga named Barack Obama. What the fuck, man?! Is he serious? That ain’t his fuckin’ name. Ima tell this nigga when I see him, “Stop that bullshit. Stop that bullshit” [laughs] “That ain’t your fuckin’ name.” Your momma ain’t name you no damn Barack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;So you’re not following the race. You can’t vote right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Is that why you’re not following it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, because it’s just—it doesn’t matter. They’re gonna do what they’re gonna do. It doesn’t really make a difference. These are the last years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;But it would be pretty big if we had a first Black president. That would be huge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I guess…. What, they gon’ give a dog a bone? There you go. Ooh, we have a Black president now. They should’ve done that shit a long time ago, we wouldn’t be in the fuckin’ position we in now. With world war coming up right now. They done fucked this shit up then give it to the Black people, “Here you take it. Take my mess.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Right, exactly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s all a fuckin’ setup. It’s all a setup. All fuckin’ bullshit. All bullshit. I don’t give a fuck about none of that.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get the whole interview here: &lt;a href="http://www.xxlmag.com/online/?p=20332"&gt;XXL Mag&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another highlight from the interview:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If somebody step to my face, I’ma take care of ’em, that’s something different. What people think, I don’t give a fuck about none of that shit ’cause they ain’t putting money in my pocket. They ain’t taking no money out of my pocket. They all suck dick when they see me so it really doesn’t matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-2112846167946187741?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2112846167946187741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-think-its-mother-fucking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/2112846167946187741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/2112846167946187741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-think-its-mother-fucking.html' title='YOU THINK IT&apos;S A MOTHER FUCKING PRESIDENTIAL RACE?!?!'/><author><name>Johnny Barleycorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16501611087593137690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DgoM6qfIU5c/R46ulsfMUwI/AAAAAAAAARU/HujICERd1nA/S220/fbc.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DgoM6qfIU5c/R-LwOyOkChI/AAAAAAAABNg/s90EBGuUV4A/s72-c/dmx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-946269343097071320</id><published>2008-03-05T16:51:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T19:14:56.969-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='john'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ohallaron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rap'/><title type='text'>Hip Hop: Alive and well</title><content type='html'>I've heard rumors that hip hop was dead. I now hold &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;proof, &lt;/span&gt;that hip hop has been reborn, or at least is hooked up to a life support system and dook bag and hasn't died yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the sinister mind of John O'Hallaron and the groundbreaking production of Andrew Belcastro;  a song that takes a deep look at the costs incurred in maintaining our highway systems, and the social and financial implications these costs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We Ride:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe style="border: 1px solid rgb(170, 170, 170); width: 400px; height: 27px;" id="musicPlayer" src="http://www.google.com/reader/ui/3247397568-audio-player.swf?audioUrl=http://www.andrew.cmu.edu/user/johallar/we-ride.mp3"&gt;    &lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-946269343097071320?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/946269343097071320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/hip-hop-alive-and-well.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/946269343097071320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/946269343097071320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/03/hip-hop-alive-and-well.html' title='Hip Hop: Alive and well'/><author><name>Johnny Barleycorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16501611087593137690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DgoM6qfIU5c/R46ulsfMUwI/AAAAAAAAARU/HujICERd1nA/S220/fbc.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-1412983722157940268</id><published>2008-02-25T22:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T22:03:28.572-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Answer to All Our Questions</title><content type='html'>Official &lt;a href="http://www.pokemon.com/Pokedex/flash.asp"&gt;Pokedex&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what we're gonna discuss at PHI anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-1412983722157940268?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/1412983722157940268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/answer-to-all-our-questions.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/1412983722157940268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/1412983722157940268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/answer-to-all-our-questions.html' title='The Answer to All Our Questions'/><author><name>Tommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-3917384035543683103</id><published>2008-02-25T10:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T10:55:08.019-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The game has changed.</title><content type='html'>Gchat allows &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/360000/gchat-unveils-invisibility-cloak"&gt;invisibility&lt;/a&gt;. (At least in the web version of the client.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a serious issue, especiallly since gchat puts our online contacts up top. Like the article says, the big choice here is to be available or invisible. If everyone chooses invisible, is gchat dead?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-3917384035543683103?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/3917384035543683103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/game-has-changed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/3917384035543683103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/3917384035543683103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/game-has-changed.html' title='The game has changed.'/><author><name>Skizzler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226215542112479915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/R7E0KauwB8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mN0MRA7XaSI/S220/oldprospector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-9041189657869890700</id><published>2008-02-24T20:40:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T23:48:58.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Oscars!</title><content type='html'>It's Oscar night!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be prepared for sappy speeches, Jon Stewart being funny occasionally, and cross your fingers for a complete shutout of &lt;a href="http://tommycive.blogspot.com/2008/02/really-dumb-people.html"&gt;Juno&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come once the envelopes are opened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Update 1:&lt;/span&gt; Juno loses Best Actress: we've jumped one hurdle. Onwards, Oscars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Update 2:&lt;/span&gt; There Will Be Blood takes best cinematography. The Oscars aren't managing to disappoint yet, still no wins for Juno, let's keep this train rolling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Update 3:&lt;/span&gt; THE TRAIN HAS LEFT THE TRACKS. Derailed. Crashed. Somehow Diablo Cody persuaded the Academy to give Juno Best Original Screenplay. My guess? A few lap dances... at the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Update 4:&lt;/span&gt; A glimmer of hope! As told to me over gchat before my HD programming was able to deliver: Daniel Day Lewis wins Best Actor! DDAY BABY! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Update 5 (final word):&lt;/span&gt; Well, There Will Be Blood doesn't take the cake, but No Country For Old Men isn't a bad gig. But really, we all know TWBB was the best, what the hell does the Academy know? They actually thought Juno was worth my hour and a half, buncha jokers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-9041189657869890700?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/9041189657869890700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/oscars.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/9041189657869890700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/9041189657869890700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/oscars.html' title='The Oscars!'/><author><name>Skizzler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226215542112479915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/R7E0KauwB8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mN0MRA7XaSI/S220/oldprospector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-6073840703386435649</id><published>2008-02-21T15:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T17:38:27.402-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Showdown Pregame Analysis</title><content type='html'>As we draw closer and closer to biggest thing since the Gordini, I thought I'd jump on the pregame analysis before &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cy-Yx_yands"&gt;Emmitt Smith&lt;/a&gt; crushed me.  We will start with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Team Mario Strikers&lt;/span&gt;, since I am most familiar with all their strengths, quirks, and dipping sauce preferences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v168/155/121/765940572/n765940572_2048453_4918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v168/155/121/765940572/n765940572_2048453_4918.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dave 'Chain Chomp' Hora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OCD? His room might suggest it.  But those close to DaveHo know that when it's time, he knows how to get in the dirt.  He's not afraid to get his backpack completely filled with wine and broken glass if it means putting a &lt;a href="http://photos-a.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v46/181/121/4805399/n4805399_30525592_268.jpg"&gt;young punk&lt;/a&gt; in his place temporarily.  He brings to the table a peace of mind and perseverance that just might keep his two teammates from panicking in the heat of the first sixer.  However, he is also an honest realist, and can bring the crushing mental blow of not lying when his teammates ask "hey, uh, are we totally fucked?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;T-Bone's Last Word&lt;/span&gt;: Widely considered the #2 draft pick, if there was some sort of draft, before the actual showdown, instead of us just getting drunk and thinking this was a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v198/155/121/765940572/n765940572_2186022_487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v198/155/121/765940572/n765940572_2186022_487.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tommy 'Birdo Curve' Hendrickson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;With only recent experience in the case race department, Tommy has been thought by many as  incapable of holding down when the chips are in.  All signs would point to yes after this past weekend's performance.  Still, many see this young buck as one to rebound quickly, and possibly the greatest, most annoying, psychological disturbance in all of IM sports and the UPA.  Years of experience in creative pong defense reinforces this statement.  Still, in a tight race like this, Tommy getting drunk sooner to suppress his gag reflex are absolutely clutch in pulling off the upset of senior year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;T-Bone's Last Word&lt;/span&gt;: This man is an x-factor.  Everything will depend on his mindset and ability to adjust to the stupid things that come out of kyle's mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v77/197/96/4804794/n4804794_30990873_4385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v77/197/96/4804794/n4804794_30990873_4385.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joe 'Toad Hop' O'Hallaron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Critics have bashed his recent 'lack of practice' but all that will change after Joey-O's "thursday night practice power hour."  Yes, ever improving time trials suggest that The Glow is set to prove the doubters wrong, and he's doing it one giant beef lo-mein at a time.  Teammates will have to keep this member completely at ease, because the devastating hurricane of self-doubt is ever looming in this wine-bottle-in-the-backpack-breaker's mind.  He will have remember his freshman year power hour training, and know that just as minutes 10-15, 20-26, 30-32, and sometimes 6 are the hardest, the same is true of the case race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;T-Bone's Last Word&lt;/span&gt;:  If this Seoul-Brother gets rolling, watch out.  He could be the straw that breaks Steve 'Camel' Blair's back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Team Rock Band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.sportsnetwork.com/football/nfl/allsport/eagles/owens_terrell11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://images.sportsnetwork.com/football/nfl/allsport/eagles/owens_terrell11.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kyle 'All the Small Things' Holland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;First of all, this man is a mystery.  Other than a picture of a cute dog, this was the next most accurate image.  Kyle was the backbone of the summer's DK express, and hopes to outshine his former partner again.  Kyle must keep his focus on not playing too much daft punk, or his all-star classic rock loving team captain may get upset and the entire game could change.  Critics point to kyle's fallout from Assassin's Creed, but others view him as a Striker's natural.  Fans are frustrated by his constant passing, and those hits can pile up red shells against him.  And everyone knows, red shells = protection = mega strikes = puketown.  But this man is level headed, as his shining A in Warren G's rigorous materials course would suggest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;T-Bone's Last Word&lt;/span&gt;:  This playmaker's tendency to do homework during a throwdown maybe his downfall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://content.answers.com/main/content/wp/en/2/29/Sarlacc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://content.answers.com/main/content/wp/en/2/29/Sarlacc.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tim 'Say It Ain't So' Sandy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;A seemingly bottomless stomach, this man is the undisputed guzzler.  Built for speed or super-ultra-marathons, Tim holds all titles other than shotgunning.  Not only does he drink a ton, his skills are a psychological jack hammer that can pound his opponents, along with his clever and cutting one liners.  Yes, the "Papa Roach" is truly a formidable opponent.  Only dirty play can hold him back, but if he gets really sick from his first beer it's only because sometimes PBR can have random salmonella poisoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;T-Bone's Last Word&lt;/span&gt;:  Let's hope he can get by the booby traps outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v44/195/93/4800153/n4800153_30516675_5246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v44/195/93/4800153/n4800153_30516675_5246.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Steve 'Sabotage' Blair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Teammates like to call him "the grandfather", "the emotional rock", and "california sun."&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Seen here being totally gay, Steve is the epitome of consistency and a calm persona.  The atmosphere in Silky's completely changes when this man walks in, and the shuffle board always clears out as he saunters over.  "Gimme a Sierra Nevada, but only if the special's still on," he proclaims as he winks and points to the waitress.  Yes, this man commands respect like non-other, and won't lose his head after dave blacks out and tells him the same story the ninetieth time in a row.  Still, critics wonder if he still has the motivation for another round, as this philosophical mind sometimes wanders and searches for the deeper answers.  Sometimes, Steve, you just have to give up wondering why PBR never lets you down, except for those random salmonella poisonings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;T-Bone's Last Word&lt;/span&gt;:  If Timbo somehow conks out and slows down, look for Steveo to throw down those final2 sips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Prediction:&lt;/span&gt;  JB gets wasted on gin and diet tonic and spills all the beer.  Rematch to be rescheduled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-6073840703386435649?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6073840703386435649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/showdown-pregame-analysis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/6073840703386435649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/6073840703386435649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/showdown-pregame-analysis.html' title='Showdown Pregame Analysis'/><author><name>Tommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-6665157750676569944</id><published>2008-02-19T17:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T18:18:43.832-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playboys are Alright</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Jenna recently graced our bathroom with some early 80's Playboys. I picked one up while dumping, and ruffled through it quickly trying to get a preview of some Boobage, but alas, I did not see one pair of Jubblies. This was unexpected, but I had some time to kill so I dove in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DgoM6qfIU5c/R7tcayVhqQI/AAAAAAAABLY/xVOjw_xKGMw/s1600-h/SONY-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; float: left;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DgoM6qfIU5c/R7tcayVhqQI/AAAAAAAABLY/xVOjw_xKGMw/s320/SONY-small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168826612596189442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than some hairy vag dusted throughout the issue, I found some fantastic ads from the 80's and some even better literature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhibit A: Get a good look at this dudes face. I've never seen someone so happy to be riding an exerbike. We've come a long way from the Walkmen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhibit B:&lt;br /&gt;This is my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's a Dingo man down to his feet. And when he starts walkin', people start talkin'. Because he walks in the fast lane and he's all legs, There's a Dingo boot to fit the way &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; dress, the way &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; live, and also your mutant penis leg (Where does he tuck the balls???). So follow OJ's lead, and get in step with Dingo. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DgoM6qfIU5c/R7tdHCVhqRI/AAAAAAAABLg/5za8IwN5BFg/s1600-h/OJ-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; float: right;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DgoM6qfIU5c/R7tdHCVhqRI/AAAAAAAABLg/5za8IwN5BFg/s320/OJ-small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168827372805400850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OJ is the man, I didn't know about this but apparently Jimmy Kimmel did a parody of it already, which makes it about 1/6th as funny, or even not funny at all, I'll let you decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Juiced with O.J. Simpson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; was a pay per view special featuring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="mw-redirect" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;O.J. Simpson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; doing candid camera antics with unsuspecting citizens. When Simpson would reveal that the people were on camera, he would say that they have been "juiced"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The moral of the story is, don't put an old playboy aside just because you think all you can get out of it is a hairy snatch here and a weird looking nipple there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dig a little deeper, and you might find some mildly funny advertisements, a funny word game like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DgoM6qfIU5c/R7tjqCVhqVI/AAAAAAAABMA/az8jTAeD2yw/s1600-h/playword.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 177px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DgoM6qfIU5c/R7tjqCVhqVI/AAAAAAAABMA/az8jTAeD2yw/s320/playword.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168834571170589010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or an interview with Chevy Chase. Apparently that guy can eat a whole sandwich in one bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-6665157750676569944?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6665157750676569944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/playboys-are-alright.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/6665157750676569944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/6665157750676569944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/playboys-are-alright.html' title='Playboys are Alright'/><author><name>Johnny Barleycorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16501611087593137690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DgoM6qfIU5c/R46ulsfMUwI/AAAAAAAAARU/HujICERd1nA/S220/fbc.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DgoM6qfIU5c/R7tcayVhqQI/AAAAAAAABLY/xVOjw_xKGMw/s72-c/SONY-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-7607944320902520682</id><published>2008-02-16T11:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T11:40:42.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'>reppin the TPND</title><content type='html'>Yo was there really a ton of anticipation for this?  I feel like i should make another metaphor to explain this than the dude in the action movie who sits around durin the big fight scenes and then does somethin sweet.  How about this:  I'm the christo of TPND, like i wait around until stall 9, and then i make a really sweet throw.  But sometimes its a turnover ok they happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was expectin somethin big to happen last night, but instead it was just weird shit happenin to everyone else.   Especially after me and T-bone did 8-minute abs i thought somethin would be up but like that was the end.  As soon as we ended up at hemingays i knew the night had set sail for weird island.  Things I learned:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I can't be around joe while drinkin without trying to motivate him to win, or without encouraging him to start doin pushups&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;DH LOVES fallin on backpacks full of wine&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I'm never touching a banister/ parking meter/ wall near a bar ever again&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;It's totally legit to grab a babe at hemingways and just stick your tongue down her throat&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Bush has a sweet beard.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Andy Capp's Hot fries are still delicious&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; T was also givin me shit for thinkin i'm above cmu people, and then to support his argument started to list off like the average SAT scores and salaries of graduates.  I didnt buy it.  I'm still above you.  I will outball, outmetaphor, outconversate, outprogram (ah wait, better take that one back), outeyebrowraise, outvomit, and just flat out murder the #1 ranked cmu contender in each of those areas.  Believe that shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-7607944320902520682?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/7607944320902520682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/reppin-tpnd.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/7607944320902520682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/7607944320902520682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/reppin-tpnd.html' title='reppin the TPND'/><author><name>Evan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07135343465634837477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-6152552158590955444</id><published>2008-02-14T12:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T22:26:13.568-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick, grab the blowtorch!</title><content type='html'>It's come to my attention that there are "several" microwaves sitting unused in my basement.  It's also come to my attention that if we had a blowtorch available, we could go into the business of melting beer bottles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/1004040/melt_a_frickn_beer_bottle.swf" width="400" height="345" wmode="transparent"  pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To some this may seem unsafe, but with an extension cord I feel that it's quite feasible to attempt this outside on say, a front porch, with minimal oh-my-god-the-house-is-burning risk.  Plus, let's weigh the risks vs. the benefits here:  near infinitesimal chance of burning down a house vs. insanely hot glowy melting beer bottles - it's a hands down winner before we even bring plasma outbreaks to the table.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, somebody get a blowtorch, and I'll get together a good story for the roommates when one of their microwaves is broken and full of molten glass out on the front porch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-6152552158590955444?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6152552158590955444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/quick-grab-blowtorch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/6152552158590955444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/6152552158590955444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/quick-grab-blowtorch.html' title='Quick, grab the blowtorch!'/><author><name>Skizzler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226215542112479915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/R7E0KauwB8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mN0MRA7XaSI/S220/oldprospector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-4289566380851227615</id><published>2008-02-13T23:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T23:35:35.780-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WAMO'/><title type='text'>Pittsburgh's Blazin' Hip Hop and R&amp;B!</title><content type='html'>The best thing I've heard on WAMO since "Aw Nah Hell Nah MONDAYS!":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Red (DJ): Ok!  That was Wyclef at the #4 spot on our countdown... WAMO what's good?&lt;br /&gt;Caller:  Hey yo!  Did I win the tickets??&lt;br /&gt;Code Red:  Yes you did!  Did you write down all the songs on the countdown?&lt;br /&gt;Caller:  Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Code Red:  Well!  That's impossible cause we're only at number 4 out of 10 songs.  But good luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-4289566380851227615?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/4289566380851227615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/pittsburghs-blazin-hip-hop-and-r.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/4289566380851227615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/4289566380851227615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/pittsburghs-blazin-hip-hop-and-r.html' title='Pittsburgh&apos;s Blazin&apos; Hip Hop and R&amp;B!'/><author><name>Tommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-240066446903994029</id><published>2008-02-13T13:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T14:26:01.969-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gladiators'/><title type='text'>This guy is all over!</title><content type='html'>Our 4-time Mr. Universe amigo Mike O'Hearn - perhaps better known as the American Gladiator TITAN - has a past chock full of exciting action roles, martial arts, magazine covers (470 covers!), even romance novel covers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But did you know that he's Superman, too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LBn4NdNRGrg&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LBn4NdNRGrg&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last bonus fact:  he was added as the gladiator Thor in season 6 of the original series, but was never televised.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-240066446903994029?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/240066446903994029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-guy-is-all-over.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/240066446903994029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/240066446903994029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-guy-is-all-over.html' title='This guy is all over!'/><author><name>Skizzler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226215542112479915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/R7E0KauwB8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mN0MRA7XaSI/S220/oldprospector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-2443674021125149025</id><published>2008-02-12T09:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T10:10:25.031-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Archie Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DgoM6qfIU5c/R7GvvyVhqDI/AAAAAAAABIo/CgCdGuF_jJo/s1600-h/n1473030158_30356051_2597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DgoM6qfIU5c/R7GvvyVhqDI/AAAAAAAABIo/CgCdGuF_jJo/s320/n1473030158_30356051_2597.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166103483071440946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we can safely say that all Architecture majors are either jagoffs, corn ballers, or Jenna.  Me and Tommy almost got into fisticuffs with some of these architecture majors at a party, believe it or not, because I'm a red faced Asian (I'm pretty sure of this). Ching chang chong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the party, I took this portrait of myself with a mystery camera, and just now I have been tagged on Facebook by one Hao Su. I thought the following dialog was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The caption under the picture is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"i dont know who this is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Below that:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" class="wallheader"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cmu.facebook.com/profile.php?id=4811492" class="profile_link"&gt;"Sam Kriegler&lt;/a&gt; wrote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;at 3:25pm on February 10th, 2008&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" class="walltext"&gt;i do, JD Dan and I were about to kick his ass haha"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so we can get a sense of what kind of guy Sam Kriegler is, let's check out his profile. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;About Me: I must admit i am a pretty cool guy, most people get along with me, and if you dont, well you suck. I play rugby, I am in SigmaPhiEpsilon - a fraternity :o and I am an architecture major."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I immediately de-tagged myself from the photo so I don't get beat up by JD, Dan, Sam, and the rest of the Sigma Epsilon Mafia. Thanks Hao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I would like to say that posting a video of Kanye at the grammys shouldn't earn Tommy the grand title of "&lt;a href="http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/designated-coolest-youtube-contributor.html"&gt;Designated Coolest Youtube Contributor&lt;/a&gt;". Partially due to the fact that the video advertises another blog in the middle (2:14), and also due to the fact that I could find a cooler YouTube video by searching for "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=babies+first+lemon&amp;amp;search=Search"&gt;babies first lemon&lt;/a&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giddy Up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-2443674021125149025?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/2443674021125149025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/archie-party.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/2443674021125149025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/2443674021125149025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/archie-party.html' title='Archie Party!'/><author><name>Johnny Barleycorn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16501611087593137690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DgoM6qfIU5c/R46ulsfMUwI/AAAAAAAAARU/HujICERd1nA/S220/fbc.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DgoM6qfIU5c/R7GvvyVhqDI/AAAAAAAABIo/CgCdGuF_jJo/s72-c/n1473030158_30356051_2597.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-5667644666597259741</id><published>2008-02-12T01:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T01:47:12.084-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Designated Coolest Youtube Contributor</title><content type='html'>Woo!  Other than the sunglasses that are gonna rock our Glow in the Dark Carnival party 2008, you might want to skip a lot of this performance until 2:45 (Check out the ecto cooler synth gear!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tm8M_Pr8C8Q&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tm8M_Pr8C8Q&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-5667644666597259741?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/5667644666597259741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/designated-coolest-youtube-contributor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/5667644666597259741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/5667644666597259741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/designated-coolest-youtube-contributor.html' title='Designated Coolest Youtube Contributor'/><author><name>Tommy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2133138758893323002.post-6301021720171538261</id><published>2008-02-12T00:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T02:10:43.259-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Creation Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;... and on a Tuesday, Joey said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey: we should start a group blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave: yes&lt;br /&gt;let's do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey: cool, i'm gonna start it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey: what is it going to be called?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave: the pong night diaries?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey: squirrel hill drinking society&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave: haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey: haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave: yours is probably better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey: i like pong night diaries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave: jesus christ&lt;br /&gt;we're so gay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey: wow i was just going to say we're so gay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave: WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING HERE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey: i'm not quite sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...and then there was Blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2133138758893323002-6301021720171538261?l=pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/feeds/6301021720171538261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/creation-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/6301021720171538261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2133138758893323002/posts/default/6301021720171538261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pongnightdiaries.blogspot.com/2008/02/creation-story.html' title='The Creation Story'/><author><name>Skizzler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18226215542112479915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VAzU5R2GzaE/R7E0KauwB8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/mN0MRA7XaSI/S220/oldprospector.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
